Wicked Love 3 (Kyle Kuzma)

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Friday, May 14th, 2021

Ariana 💕

So Zo decided that he'd show up to L.A. on the 10th, and treat my sister and I to a Birthday weekend in Las Vegas. Of course he allowed us to bring two other people with us; I chose Sydney and Denise, and Ariel chose two of her old high school buddies, Claire and Janice.

Yesterday I went to the doctor and they confirmed my pregnancy. I make 2 months on the 20th. No one knows about my pregnancy yet; except for Kyle and I think Winnie. I was going to make it known during this trip though.

"Vegas babyyy!!!" Ariel sang as we walked the strip.

We were on our way to a club that was well known in Vegas. The two of us were sporting silver Birthday Girl tiaras with black sashes. I had a drink in my hand but it was still full.

"Are you going to drink that?" Denise asked. She was on her way to tipsy.

Damn, I wonder how much she drank already.

I shake my head. "No."

I hand it to her and she thanks me, downing it effortlessly. I nod at her, impressed.

"I didn't know you had it in you." I comment.

"Oh girl, yes I do." She exclaims. "Try dealing with a toddler everyday. You're gonna need at least one drink."

I giggle. I guess Zo isn't the only one going through WW3 with Zoey.

"I don't think you'll have that problem with Violet though. She's pretty mellow." She compliments.

"I don't really know." I say. "She is half Kyle's and Kyle is a little hard headed."

"Well so are you so that evens it out." She teases.

We both laugh at that.

"I'm more stubborn, but yes. That definitely does even it out." I grin.

Our conversation is cut short when we reach the club.

"Let's get ready to paaaaaartyyyyyy!!!!" Ariel cheers.

The rest of us cheer with her and scurry off into the club. Although I was going to enjoy myself, I just knew Kyle was going to hassle me all weekend. I dropped Violet off with him, then told him I'd be out of town for a few days. He asked me where I was going and I told him. And let me tell you, he is not happy.

*****

That next morning, I was sitting on the toilet in our suite listening to him scream at me on the phone. I swear this dude was going to have a heart attack by the age of 30 fucking with me.

I only nod at everything he's saying because he is making some very valid points. But I needed some time away from everything and he was going to know that.

"You can lower your voice."
"No, I'm not going to lower my voice! Do you know how irresponsible that shit is Ari?! Do you?! Because you obviously don't!"

I turn the faucet on to block out my voice.

"You're almost 2 months pregnant and you're running around in Vegas?! Did you even think this through all the way?!"
"I'm old enough to make my own decisions Kyle."
"Well this was the dumbest one you've made, if I'm being honest!"
"You're acting like I didn't just decide to keep a baby that really shouldn't even be here."
"Wow. So you're calling my child dumb?"
"You're putting words in my mouth."
"You had sex with me on your own will! I didn't force you!"
"But it was your responsibility to strap up!"
"That isn't the point!"
"Then what is?"
"You're acting like a fucking kid right now!"
"I do what I want."
"You. Have. Responsibilities. There is no more doing what you want!"
"I wouldn't have that many if you weren't being such a bitch about every little thing."
"I'm being a bi-"