Months Later
Chris POV
I sat there devastated at the news I had received from the doctors not too long ago.
"So he's really not mine, huh?"
Janelle held a sleeping Anthony as a single tear ran down her face. She named him after August once she found out that he wasn't mine.
"I'm afraid not. The results say otherwise, sadly."
I contained my anger, not wanting to scare the baby.
So much for having a family.
"I could call August for you", I suggested.
She gave me a weak smile.
"Thank you."
I nod my head in return. I then proceed to grab her phone being that I don't have his number.
"This nigga better not be on no bullshit this time", I mumbled to myself as I clicked on his contact.
I put the phone up to my ear.
*Ringgggg*
*Ringgggg*
*Ringgggg*
He finally answered.
*phone convo*
"Janelle, I told your ass not to call me until you're ready for a DNA test."
It took everything in me not to go off on him.
"It's Chris. Can you come down to the hospital?"
"You heard what I said the first time."
"He's not mine. I got the papers to prove it."
"It's a boy?"
I smacked my teeth.
"You would've known that if you came when he was born."
"Whatever. Is she ready for the test?"
"I just told you that he's not mine. I got tested too, dumbass."
"So? That doesn't mean that it's mine."
"He's a boy, not an it. You're the only other person that she's had sexual intercourse with."
"You don't know who she popped her pussy for."
I sigh in frustration.
"Just come and get a paternity test."
"Aight. I'll be up there in a minute."
"Bye."
*phone convo ended*
I could feel her eyes burning a hole through my face. I couldn't get myself to make eye contact with her.
"He's on his way", I tell her.
