Forbidden Love

Ch. 25

Rebecca

It was Monday morning, 2nd semester of school and I was beyond ready to graduate. I hadn't talked to Mathew since this weekend. He's tried to contact me, but I just can't talk to him right now. I need time for me. I need to see if this relationship is really what I want.

I threw on some black tights with a long sleeve pink UCLA shirt with pink studded uggs. I threw my hair into a messy bun and applied lip gloss to my lips. I honestly wasn't in the mood for school today,but I'm a senior so I better be there as much as possible before it's all over.

I jogged down stairs and grabbed a apple and went outside, got in my car, and drove to school.

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Matthew was posted up on his car right next to where I usually park. I debated on parking somewhere else, but I had a really nice parking spot. I pulled up and sighed. I grabbed my purse and got out. I could feel him watching me. I started to walk by like I didn't see him but he caught my arm and once again pinned me to his car.

"Matthew, let go of me."

"Why aren't you talking to me, Rebecca?"

"I have nothing to say."

"So you're through with us?"

"No. I just need some time to think."

"Think about what?"

"If I really want this relationship."

He stared at me blankly. He took a step and crossed his arms. "You want a break? You got it."

I glared at him. I just knew he was gonna take this to a whole other level. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I walked into the school only to bump into the pregnant, lying bitch herself...Kiara. I looked at her and mugged her.

"Rebecca please talk to me." She said grabbing arm.

"Bitch, let me go." I said through gritted teeth.

"No!"

I sighed of frustration. "I swear if you wasn't pregnant I would beat yo ass!"

"I know. And I wouldn't blame you. Just please, please talk to me."

I rolled my eyes. "You got three minutes."

We walked out to some picnic tables that sit alongside of the school. We sat and I took a deep breath. She was fiddling with her fingers and bitting her bottom lip.

"You better get to talkin before I walk away from yo ass."

"Ok ok." She huffed. "Me and Hakeem have known each other since we were 14..."

"14?! And I never knew about em?!"

"There's a reason!" She yelled back. "My mother left me...and his dad's workers came..and took me. And I have to be his servant until my moma pays off her debt."

"What the fuck?! Kiara! Stop fuckin playin with me."

"I'm not! Think about it Rebecca. Normal people don't answer the door and point a gun at your head. His dad is king pin and Hakeem is like the fuckin prince."

I was speechless. Everything was starting to make sense. Hakeem's cars, clothes, jewelry, and money. He never clearly said what his parents do for a living. He said his moma was dead, and dad was a business man. Nothing more, nothing less. "Keke how did you end up pregnant by him?"

"He makes me have sex with him." She started to get teary eyed. I went to her side of the table and wrapped my arms around her.

"It's ok."I whispered, as I rubbed small circles on her back.

"Rebecca I love him,and I know at one point...he loved me too. He didn't use to be like this." She sobbed.

"Kiara you deserve so much more than him."

"I know, but I'm having his baby and he doesn't even care!"

"And so what?! You know what?"I lifted her chin to make her look at me. "You are going to be a wonderful mother Kiara. You are not in this alone. I'll be right here for you to help you raise my niece or nephew."

"Really? So you forgive me?"

"Of course. I love you, and I was missing my best friend; cause you know I don't fuck with these hoes here."

She laughed. "Thank you Rebecca."

"No problem. Now come on,let's get you cleaned up and ditch school. I'm in the mood for some ice cream."

"Ooo you read my mind!"

We shared a laugh. "Wait Rebecca, one more thing."

"What's up?"

"Hakeem and his boys are the ones that jumped Mathew."