-Saturday, June 22nd, 2019
🤰🏽30 Weeks
NARRATOR POV
Fortunately, Dakota was released from custody, and charges were dropped.
This was kind of like a warning, and if she got into more trouble, she'd be sentenced.
The main reason she was let off was because Kayla had shown up to her house.
DAKOTA POV
"Dakota."
"Hm?"
Ethan looked over at me as we laid in the bed together, cuddling.
"Why'd you get so mad at the fact Kayla was the one who drugged me."
I turned my body, so we were no longer spooning, but now facing eachother.
"Because."
"Because what?"
"It's hard to explain. You see, I care about you, even beyond being my boyfriend, my bestfriend. I just care for you as a human. So when you pile everything else on top of it, I care for you 10 times more. When I care about somebody, I make it my lifelong goal to protect them. So considering the fact that she put you in a fucking coma, I felt the need to end her."
He just stared back at me, his smile growing wider as I emptied my heart.
"You forgot you're pregnant? Don't do no shit like that anymore."
His hands made their way from my back to my ass.
"Pregnancy got you way thicker. Damn."
I blushed at the compliment and smiled, making eye contact with him.
"I love you so fucking much, Dakota. I hope you know that. Fine ass."
I laughed and he attacked my face and lips with kisses. After a while we started making out, and he'd flipped us so that he was on top of me, hovering between my legs.
"Baby, you know how I feel about sex during pregnancy."
He frowned and moved from between my legs.
"I'm sorry baby." I leaned over to him and pecked his lips.
Before I could move away he grabbed my face and brought it as close to his as possible.
As he began speaking, there were 3 soft knocks on my door.
"Just know, I'm going to destroy that pussy after you have my baby."
And soon as his sentence finished, the door creaked open. I sat up and got out of my bed, seeing as it was Raquel at my door.
Ethan gave my ass a hard slap as I was walked towards the door.
"Ethan!"
He chuckled as I exited the room, closing the door behind me.
Raquel and I walked into her room, and I sat down with her on the bed.
"What's up?"
She was silent for a minute before I noticed she was tearing up.
"Aye, ayeeee, Quel, what's wrong?" I scooted over to her and hugged her.
I felt my shirt get slightly wet from her tears but I didn't mind it.
She sniffled and pulled away from me.
"Jake left me."
"What?!"
"I was just watching a movie with Dezmond! We weren't even doing shit! Dezmond was on the fucking floor and I was on the bed! How is that doing anything?!"
As of now, she was standing, yelling.
"Calm down. You want me to call him?"
"I don't care. He's fucking dumb."
"I'm gonna call him. Did you tell him what you told me?"
"YES! THE NIGGA DOES NOT LISTEN."
I pulled my phone out and Facetimed Jacob.
The phone rang a few times and when he answered the camera was slightly shaky. The bed he was in appeared to be a hotel bed.
He was laughing at something unrelated to the call, and his eyes were fixed on what looked like, somebody in front of him. I ignored it and proceeded with the purpose of the call.
"Hey, Jake."
A female voice spoke in the background, "Babe who's that?"
My face instantly changed, and so did my tone.
Jake facepalmed and looked at the camera, realizing Raquel was behind me.
"Don't call me babe, I told you about that."
"Nah! Too late for that shit Jacob. You only told her not to call you that cause you realized I was fucking standing here." Raquel said, yelling with her arms crossed.
He rolled his eyes and sat up in the bed.
"What'd you call for Dakota?"
Raquel snatched my phone from my hands and looked at Jacob one last time before ending the call with a 'fuck you'.
She gave me my phone back and climbed into her bed.
"I'm gonna let you be by yourself. I'll be back to check on you later. I love you bruh. Fuck that nigga."
I turned off her light and closed her door before walking downstairs and sitting with Dez on the couch.
"Jake left her."
"I know. Pussy ass nigga tried to swing on me on his way out too. He's lucky y'all friends or whatever. I would've beat that niggas ass."
"She's upstairs crying. Please don't try anything right now. Let her heal a little bit at least."
A smirk formed on his face, and I instantly knew what it meant.
"Dez, what did you do?"
"Oh, Dakota, what do you mean?"
"Raquel said that you were on her floor and she was in the bed. Jacob wouldn't trip off of that, now that I think about it."
Dezmond let out the loudest laugh I've ever heard from him.
"We weren't cuddling or nothing but I was not on the floor. Do I look like a floor nigga?"
"Nah.."
"Exactly. She capping."
I facepalmed, this angered me. I hated when she lied to me or didn't tell me something. It made me feel like she didn't trust me.
I pushed it aside, and I just let it go.
tbc...