𝟏𝟒.) 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍.

                                    

                                          
As I got into the house the tension between me and Khalil were a little unbearable, I'd hear the bedroom door slam upstairs as I sighed to myself "the fuck I get myself into..." I would go into our downstairs bathroom and lock myself in it pulling my phone from my pocket and dialing quan after some rings he would pick up. 
"Quan, I know your ass bout to laugh at me but I did something bad and I need your advice on what to do." hearing quan over the phone burst out laughing at me before I could even get a word out. 
"Shitttt, you havent called me for my advice ever since Khalil stopped hitting yo ass." snickering to himself. "shut up! this is important...this is about ol' dude from club zero." I would whisper over the phone to him as my tone got from playful to serious.
 "So, Ive been feeling sick for a few days and Khalil got worried so he brought me to the doctors and they said I was a month pregnant, I know its not Khalid's so its most definitely Brent's." Id clearly say stressed out as I listened to quans occasional "mhm" and "type shit." over the phone until he laughed at me more "so basically what you just told me is that...you trapped him?" quan would try to understand me but also nonchalantly throwing that statement out. 
"What?! no! I didn't even know that I was pregnant until today quan." I would snip back at him "aight! aight! chill, im just fuckin' around." He'd protest "well this isnt a time to just be "fuckin' around" quan, I'm carrying his baby and he hasn't even texted me in over a week."
"Well I don't blame him y/n, you in a way lead him on... I'd stop talking to yo ass too honestly... niggas got feelings too. however or whenever you get to him you need to start off with an apology before springing that baby on him." Quan stated in the nicest way he saw fit, which was still kinda harsh. I didn't even respond I jus sat and thought. 
*damn, I didn't even think about it that way...I hurt him.* "fuck, why are you always right Quan. literally one of the slowest realest niggas I know" I joked feeling a small tear coke down my face. "aht aht the only one you know. I'm already knowing you crying rn so imma let you have yo time, call me later idiot I luh you" he said. "love you too dummy" I respond slowly hanging up. 
"How the fuck do I always get myself into this type of shit, it's always me" I whisper putting both hands to my face slumping down to the floor of the cold tiled floor. as I started to break down on the floor for a few minutes a million things ran through my mind about how i was gonna raise this baby, if I wanted to keep it, if brent still wants anything to do with me, if Khalil was gonna go back to his old ways... 
After about 20 mins I decide to just go to sleep. rising from the cold now warm tile floor I wipe my face from the almost dried tears and walk out the bathroom. I walk in the room to see a sleeping Khalil on his side of the bed. I quietly walk over to the bed gently getting in trying not to wake him. As soon as I got comfortable I felt Khalil move further away from me turning his back on me. "the fuck?" I thought to myself I sighed turning my back as well saying a silent prayer that God would help me decide what to do tomorrow...
brent pov:
1 week later..
location — barbershop 
"Yea she been weird but ts a different type weird." I said. "Chris what are you talking about boy" Kel irritatingly responded while finishing up my cut. 
"Ion know man she been pettier than usual like the other day she got upset because I started a show I don't normally watch. she said and I quote 'mhm you just doing a bunch of new shit I see'" imitating Chanel I hear Kel snickering. 
"Nah that's funny as shi, but I see what you mean. to me ? she probably found some shit out she ain't wanna find out. women don't tell you they found sum out they wait for you to tell them" Kel suggested. 
"Ain't shit for her find out tho so whatever she got going on ain't got shit to do with me" I stood grabbing my wallet pulling out 5 twenties giving em to Kel. "nigga this haircut ain't this— man take that fucking money and i'll see you in a couple weeks." I cut him off dabbing him up leaving the shop. 
Getting in my car I sat and thought *haven't even talked to y/n in about a month or two so it can't be about her, right ?*  "mmcht whatever" I shake my head before starting up the car. before pulling off I'd turn my bluetooth on playing die trying by key glock loudly. 
Finally getting home i decided to try and talk to Chanel hot headed ass to see wtf her problem is. I walk in setting my keys down going straight upstairs knowing chanel would be in our room. I walk in our room hearing the shower water running. 
"Yo Chanel you almost done in there we need to talk" I said knocking on the bathroom door since she locked it. "nigga don't be rushing me I'll be out when I'm out" she responds. "alr bruh." I reply shaking my head before sitting on the bed. 
15 mins later she walks out in a damn near see through black dress and some damn boot heels wit a face full of makeup. "make this quick I got somewhere to be." she states nonchalantly.  "not even gon ask" I mumble. 
"What's been up witchu lately Chanel. you been going off more than usual. it's like it's been something everyday and I'm not understanding why. y/n been out the picture for a lil while so what's up. this attitude really random." I explained looking at her. she looks at me with a non readable expression.. before laughing. hysterically.
"y/n outta the picture huh? it's funny you bring her up because she's not as out the picture as you think. I just find it so crazy that when we talked about kids it wasn't even something you wanted to talk about. we would barely even fuck raw nigga. but her ?? what's so different about her ?? WHAT DOES SHE HAVE THAT I DONT HM ?" Chanel yells. 
"Wait hold up. Chanel you talking in circles bruh. what the fuck are you talking about— SHES PREGNANT OK ?!" she cuts me off. my face is frozen. I can't even feel my heartbeat. *y/n's pregnant ?? wit my baby ? wtf* "yea. she's fucking pregnant. with your baby. congrats." Chanel storms out the room grabbing her keys and I hear the front door slam close leaving me alone in shock.