As Brooke continues her journey with love, she realizes that relationships are not all pictures and kisses. She begins to question herself and others. She really doesn’t know if love will conquer all. She has to decide will she choose herself or will she live for someone else's pleasure.
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“FUCK YOU AND THAT BITCH TOO!” I spat into the phone.
“Man, you are fucking tripping,” he grumbled.
“I’m not and I hope her braces scrape your dick. I hope it looks like a grated hot dog,” I said.
“Don’t say anything you are going to regret,” he snarled.
“I mean every inch of it until further notice. Prove to me, I am hallucinating all of this. I’m just so glad we don’t have to bring a child into this dysfunctional ass relationship,” I said with hot droplets rolling down my face.
I repeated what I said back in my head immediately and realized I had just fucked myself over.
“What does a child have to do with any of this?” he asked.
“Absolutely nothing. I was just looking at something and accidentally blurted that out.”
I tried to cover my tracks but it didn’t work.
“Where did that even come from? You don’t bring up random shit like that. Are you pregnant?” he demanded.
“I’m getting off the phone with you, and I need some space. We will talk about this after Christmas break. Maybe, you’ll have a better lie by then,” I said calmly.
“Don’t you hang up thi---,” he said before I hung up.
I looked over at Fantasia and Tina who were in complete shock about how that conversation went. I blocked him from calling me and contacting me on social media right then. My friends did the same.
“You OK? I just can’t believe him, playing the victim. I know what I saw. He is just a coward; I hope you don’t go back to that bastard. He really needs to grow up and take responsibility for his actions,” Tina divulged.
As a response I nodded and just sighed. I couldn’t believe this was my life. I seriously have the worst luck with men.
“You don’t have to do this. You could just tell your folks, and they would help you. We would help you raise this baby. You don’t need him. You got us. It might be extremely hard to get your degree, but I have faith in you,” Fantasia said.
“Look, I have already screwed this kid over enough, and it would be pure torture to let that child be raised by us. Of course, he would have to be a part of this child’s life if I was keeping it. I’m just so heartbroken, and I refuse to keep a baby just to see if he will act right,” I said.
“Well, let’s go in,” Fantasia said.
“Are you sure about this? We can always leave,” Tina reassured me.
“No, I’m ready,” I said firmly.