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Chapter 103

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||Blake||

Today is Briana's birthday, so we went to a strip club earlier. Since I've never been to one, she wanted to go together. I thought it was gonna be weird going to a strip club with my fiancé, but it wasn't that bad. It was actually kinda fun.

When we left there, we went back home and had sex. I don't know what's going on, but she is unbelievably horny today. I'm not complaining though.

After she took her shower, she came down to the den in a tank top and some shorts. She wears tank tops all the time but today, her chest is popping out.

"Bri, are your boobs getting bigger?"

"No."

Are you sure? Because they are trying to come out of that shirt."

"Blake, are you trying to call me fat?" she asked seriously.

"No! Your boobs just look bigger today."

She started crying and to be honest, I didn't know what to do.

"Babe, what's wrong?! Why are you crying?!"

"Because you think I'm fat!" she cried.

Oh God! What have I done?!

"Babe, no. I didn't call you fat." I pulled her onto my lap and stroked her hair to calm her down.

"I'm sorry if I offended you. I didn't mean for it to sound like that. You know you're not fat," I said.

I did manage to calm her down and she looked up at me.

"It's your birthday. What do you wanna do today?" I asked.

"Can we go to the gym?"

"Bri, you don't need to go to the gym."

"Babe, please? I feel so disgusting," she said.

She looked so upset and I couldn't say no to her.

"Okay, fine. Let's go."

She jumped up and ran upstairs. She came back down in a different set of clothes, then went to get some water and we left

***

Okay, so I had to drag Bri out of the gym because she almost passed out from overworking herself. I don't understand why she assumed she was fat from what I said.

After she took her second shower, she came down and put her arms around me and started kissing my neck.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked.

"Mhm."

"Good."

She came and sat next to me and we somehow ended up watching music videos. The video for "Pour It Up" came on and that got Bri's attention.

"Blake, is it true that you have a crush on Rihanna?"

"Uhh..."

"Don't lie to me."

"Yeah."

"I knew it," she said, "isn't she hot? I love her."

That was random.

"If you had to chose between me and her, who would you chose?" she asked, looking at me.

"You."

"You're lying."

"No I'm not."

"So you're saying if Rihanna was here right now and she said she wanted you, you would still pick me?"

"Yeah."

"Babe, I love you and all but you're dumb," she said.

"Why?" I chuckled.

"Because Rihanna is a baddie and she's a ruthless bitch. That's why I love her. I'm just average."

"You're far from average," I said, kissing her forehead.

"Yeah, whatever," she smirked.

The "No Love" remix video came up next and I swear Briana went bat shit crazy. The love she has for August Alsina is ridiculous.

I noticed a tear roll down her cheek as she stared at the tv. This video is nowhere near sad so I don't understand why she's crying.

"Babe, what's wrong?"

"He's so beautiful," she said, a little above a whisper.

"You've never cried over me like that," I said jokingly.

"You're not with me 24/7. You don't know what I've done and yes, I have cried over you."

"When?"

"When we broke up."

"That's not what I meant. I'm talking about crying because you love me," I said.

"I've done that too."

"No you haven't."

She started crying again and once again, I didn't know what to do. What's going on with her?

"Why are you crying now?" I asked.

"Because you think I don't love you," she said, burying her head in one of the couch pillows.

"I didn't say that. Bri, why are you so emotional today?" I asked carefully.

"I don't know." Her words were muffled, due to her face being shoved in the pillow.

"Come here."

She sat in my lap and cried on my chest. I just let her cry until she couldn't cry anymore.

Maybe I should keep my mouth shut for the rest of the day.

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||Briana||

I don't know what's going on with me, but I've been hungry, horny & emotional all day. I know Blake is annoyed with my emotional bullshit because I know I am.

"Babe, I'm hungry," I said.

"Okay. I'll go get you something to eat," he said, getting up.

"You don't know what I want."

"Trust me, I know what you want," he said before kissing my forehead.

When I heard the front door close, I trotted in the kitchen. I got the jar a pickles out of the refrigerator and ate one. After I ate it, I immediately felt sick and ran to the bathroom to throw up.

Oh God, not again.

I flushed the toilet, then brushed my teeth really well. I thought about the last couple of weeks and I realized I'm late.

I opened the drawer and pulled out a pregnancy test. I did what I had to do and waited ten minutes for the result.

The timer on my phone went off and I jumped a little. I slowly reached for the little stick and when I saw the result, it felt like my whole world came crashing down.

"You have got to be fucking kidding..."

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