"What the hell was that?" I laughed at his reaction.

"That's the baby kicking." I pulled his hand back so he can feel them. Jay started rubbing my stomach making the baby go crazy.

"How many months are you and when are you due? "

"Almost 5 months and July 8th"

"Damn, I'm still lowkey pissed you didn't tell me. When do you find out what we're having?"

"On Tuesday. I can give you the address and we can meet there if you wanna come."

"I'm definitely coming. I wanna drive you tho so I'll pick you up."

"Okay."

"So did you have your son, what did you name him?" I asked the hurtful question I dreaded to know the answer to.

"What?" he asked looking confused. "My son is upstairs."

"The pregnant girl she had her baby already, right?"

"Oh yeah it wasn't mine tho." I rolled my eyes not even surprised. Is it bad I'm happy that baby wasn't his?

"Oh," I said keeping it short.

"So when did you found out you were pregnant?"

"When I went to hospital."

"Nobody ever told me why you went to the hospital though. Was something wrong with you or the baby?"

"My clip for birth control shifted which is why I got pregnant with them in. It caused stomach pain and dizziness, plus me to barely eat the past two days. So I passed out and woke up being told I was a month pregnant."

Guilt filled his eyes. "Jazmine, I'm really sorry. I'm such a fucking dumbass man. If I would have been around I would have noticed before hand. I didn't want to lose you, but lost you in the end anyway."

I sighed. "Jay, I already forgave you for it."

"So I can get my woman back?" he asked pulling me into his lap.

"Honestly, no. I forgive you but I don't trust you anymore and without trust we can't be in a relationship. In a relationship there's no secrets, you need to realize that."

He sighed rubbing his waves. "I'ma earn ya trust back."

"You do that. I have a question tho, have you been with other bitches while we weren't together? I mean nevrmind it's nonuof my business."

"No," he answered anyway.

"Jayceon King going 4 months without sex? Now why don't I believe you?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Nah, real shit. I was depressed and to myself just like you. Barely went to the trap or out with the guys. There were times when I would get mad you wouldn't reply and be like fuck this knowing damn well I ain't mean it. I would try to go out, but every bitch that would try to come up wasn't you so I couldn't do it." I stared in his eyes and I seen honesty behind them so I nodded.

I tried to get up but he wouldn't let me. "Move nigga so I can go check on Kjayy."

He slapped my ass as I got up. "Ouch, Jay, damn!" I said rubbing my ass.

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