The Wrong Love

19: I Can't Control It

"Whats wrong with you?" Jasmine asked as I sat in the booth with her.

"Nothin'" I lied.

"Who do I need to kill cause bitch, you know."

"No, just leave it alone."

"Okay but if you need me to hide the body, I gotchu." She whispered, making me laugh.

"Girl you crazy."

"I know right."

"Yes, but whats up?"

"Nothin', school, work."

"You are so boring."

"Aint shit else to do." Jasmine Young was my best friend. She always has me laughing and she ratchet. But the loveable ratchet, not the ratchet ratchet. Do you understand?

"So whats up with you?" She asked switching the subject over to me.

"Nothin' just... ughh." I huffed thinking that nothing was going right in my life at this point.

"Whats wrong?"

"Umm, if you promise not to tell anyone."

"Okay."

"I'm pregnant." I said nervously.

"What!?" I quickly covered her mouth as I looked at her like 'bitch didnt I tell yo ass not to say nun'?!

"By who?"

"A bitch that I met a couple of months ago, Capo."

"Cameron? Cameron Jackson?"

"Yeah, you know him?"

"Girl I went to elementary with that nigga." She said while laughing.

"Whats so funny?" I asked at this seriousness.

"He was a hoe. And he had anger problems."

"Yeah I know."

"So thats what the problem is?"

"What?"

"He got your heart, he beat you, and now yoour preggo with his baby."

"Is it that obvious?"

"You cant lie to me. Now come on." She demanded, picking up her purse, about to leave.

"Where are we goin'?"

"Shopping and girl shit. I'm not finna have my bestfriend up here lookin' like a mf uhhh."

"But I dont wanna. I need to talk to Capo." I said making excuses. I didnt need, want or have to talk to his ass. I got business to handle.

"You are so fuckin' boring. And got the nerve to talk about me. Bitch bye." She said before hugging me and leaving out. I paid for my food then went home. I walked in to see my house totally destroyed.

"What the hell?" I asked myself as I picked the note off the floor.
I'm comin' for yo ass.

I didnt know who this was but I have a feeling who it is.
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"Hey Black." I said as I sat down on his couch.

"You pregnant?" He asked as he sat beside me.

"Yes."

"Good cause I aint wanna have- wait what?"

"Yes, I'm pregnant." I said nervously.

"What the fuck? Do you realize you are only 17?"

"Yes Black, I know my age. I cant do anything about it now."

"You act so fucking stupid sometimes."

"Really Black! I came here for support from basically the only person I have left and you push me away!" I said before storming out.

I called Capo and he answered the phone, sounding high.

"What?"

"Open the door." I said before hanging up. He opened the door and walked back upstairs.

"Capo." I spoke softly to get his attention.

"I'm sorry." I said letting the tear fall. He came back down and started to comfort me.

"I'm sorry for coming around, getting pregnant, everything." I cried out.

"Nah, I searched for you, remember? This aint yo' fault babygirl. Stop crying." He said before picking me up and walking me upstairs. I guess we were both fatal atrractions to each other. One more than the other but its love that I just, at this point, cannot control.