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"Happy birthday dear Lyric," Everyone sang aloud "Happy birthday to you" She closed her eyes and blew out the candles on her birthday cake.

"I hope you wished for your front teeth" King said causing everybody to laugh.

"Leave her alone" I laughed punching his arm.

"Who wants cake?" My dad said grabbing a knife.

"Me! Me! Me!" All the kids exclaimed.

"And that's my cue to go back upstairs" I said and eased my way out the kitchen before one of my parents forced me to help give out ice cream to the kids. I went upstairs to my room and returned to eating my nachos and watching spongebob like the child I am.

I opened my notes all and continued typing out the itinerary for the weekend. It's Quincy's birthday tomorrow and I wanted to surprise him. I already know he probably already has plans for tomorrow night but the rest of the days was all mine.

Not only has he been a great boyfriend, but he's been a great friend. He's been there for me when he didn't have to and has just done so much for me I wanted to return the favor.

That's my baby for real.

I've been ordering different gifts and sending it to Jalen's house so I wouldn't have to fly with all that shit. I really dropped a bag on this weekend on his gifts alone. Who doesn't love gifts?

"Damn you just gon leave me down there like that" King said as he walked into the room.

"You gotta know when to sneak off" I replied before taking a sip from my lemonade.

"You got to New York tomorrow?" He asked plopping down on the bed.

"Yeah"

"It's this store out there that sell this jacket I want. You should go buy it for me, I'll send you my money"

"If I get enough time I gotchu"

"Bet." He said nodding his head "I need to talk to you about something though"

"Who the fuck you get pregnant?" I questioned, scrunching my face up at him.

"What? Nobody"

"I was finna beat ya ass" I laughed, "I'm too young to be somebody auntie"

"But nah for real though. I've been fucking with this girl and she be tryna get me to stop using condoms"

"Why the fuck would she do that?"

"She talm bout it feel better" King replied "We was doing it without a condom for a minute and then her period was late for like two months. That was the most stressful shit I had to deal with"

"Why are you just now telling me this?" I frowned raising an eyebrow at him.

He shrugs his shoulders "You be wrapped up in your own shit, I didn't wanna stress you out"

"Nah you can always come and talk to me. Your bullshit is my bullshit" I told him. "See if you would've told me sooner, I would've been told you to stop fucking with her the minute she told you to take the condom off. That would've saved you from a pregnancy scare"

"Why shouldn't I fuck with her?"

"You come from money, everybody at ya school know that. Not saying she tryna trap you cause ion know the girl, but still. A 16 year old purposely not using condoms sounds like a dummy to me, that's somebody you definitely don't wanna have a baby with" I laughed shaking my head.

"You're right"

"And you might wanna get tested too. Ya lil ass gon be itching and burning." I added in with a laugh even though I was serious.

"So no raw sex?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"No!" I exclaimed "You shouldn't be fucking at all"

"So you wasn't having sex in high school?"

"Why you need to know? All up in my pussy boy" I said quoting that one vine and we both laughed.

"But tell Q I said happy birthday"

"I will"

•Quincy's Point of View•

"New coupe uh take off. Cause I know these niggas ain't gon hear nothing" I rapped as I rubbed lotion on my arms. I'm feeling too good this morning. I'm blessed to make it to 25, I was ready to act a fool today.

My music was interrupted by my phone ringing. I looked down at the caller I.D and it was Paris calling me.

"You landed?" I asked turning the phone on speaker and sitting it down on the counter so I could finish getting ready.

"So look what had happened was-

"Is this your way of trying to surprise me? You gon fake like your flight got cancelled but just show up at the house?" I asked with a laugh.

"What? No" She replied.

"You're not a good liar. So what time you coming?" I laughed shaking my head as if she could see me.

"Can you just let me surprise you for once damn?" She laughed "Can you at least leave the house and pretend like you're surprised when you come back?"

"I gotchu" I replied spraying on some cologne, "I'm finna go get a haircut and then go pick up these shoes."

"Okay. I'll see you when you get back. Love you"

"Love you too" I replied before hanging up the phone.

"Quincy are you home?" I could hear a female voice say downstairs. A confused look appeared on my face.

"Yeah gimme a second" I yelled back before pulling on a t-shirt. I slipped on my yeezy slides before heading downstairs.

"The fuck you doing here?" I furrowed my eyebrows at Sydney who was sitting on the couch. I definitely need to change the code to this loft. I'm tired of muhfuckas just inviting themselves up here.

"Hey ummm happy birthday"

"Why are you here?" I frowned walking over to the kitchen counter to grab my keys.

"Damn I can't come say happy birthday?"

"No." I replied back, "Sydney, I've been trying to be nice to you bro but Paris on her way here and I'm not tryna get my ass beat so you need to dip"

"Trying to be nice? You literally haven't talked to me in months, like I did something to you"

"Broooo get the fuck out" I said looking at the time on my phone "You finna make me late for my hair cut"

"We need to talk"

"We can talk on our way out. Let's go"

"Quincy, I'm pregnant"

"Fuck you telling me for?" I chuckled and started heading over to the elevator but then I froze and turned around. "You deadass?"

"Yes" She nodded her head and reached into her purse. She pulled out a pregnancy test and sat it on the counter. I walked over to grab it and saw two lines.

"This mean pregnant?" I asked raising an eyebrow. She nods her head yes.

"That ain't my fucking baby."

"I haven't been with anybody but you Quincy." I watched as she reached into her purse and pulled out some papers. She handed it to me and I read over the paperwork dated from yesterday.

"Here" She slid over the ultrasound pictures. I stood there frozen staring at all this stuff on the table, shocked. The baby itself wasn't even crossing my mind. All I could think about is Paris. She was about to fucking kill me.

"I used a condom though" I replied in utter disbelief.

"No you showed up without one and said that you'd pull out" Sydney replied, "Obviously you didn't"

She's fucking pregnant. "Bro" I said to myself staring at the ultrasound. How could I fucking let this shit happen? I can't be trapped with this girl for the rest of my life.

"Sydney bro" I said bringing my hands up to my face and letting out a loud sigh.

My day was going so good and then boom.

How the fuck am I supposed to tell Paris I have a baby on the way with my fucking ex girlfriend? Shit has been damn near perfect between us and I know this right here was about to end all of that.

I'm about to be a fucking dad bro.

I just can't believe my first born is coming from fucking Sydney man. Why the fuck did I go over there that night? That nut wasn't even worth the life long tie I just made.

"Look how small it is" She said looking at the ultrasound pictures with a smile. I just stared at her blankly. I walked over to the other side of counter and leaned against the fridge. I stared straight ahead out the window trying to make sense of it all.

Just by the way she looked at the ultrasound picture I knew she was keeping this baby. If this is really my baby I'm going to be in their life. I laid down with her and made it so I had no choice but to step up to the plate.

I just know the strain this is about to put on my relationship.

I could hear the elevator doors open and my heart just sank.

Fuck.

"What the fuck is this?" I could hear Paris say.

I didn't even know what to say. I just continued to stare foreward trying to wrap my head around everything.

"Hello? I know y'all fucking hear me talking to y'all" Paris said even louder, "What the fuck is this?"

Neither one of us said anything. I knew deep down Sydney was scared of Paris so she knew to keep her mouth closed.

"Hello?" She pushed me snapping me out of my daze, "Stop fucking ignoring me" She pushed me even further.

"It's not what it looks like"

"Why the fuck is she here then?" She looked up at me with a disgusted look upon her face, "You're really fucking testing my patience right now Quincy"

"She's pregnant"

"The fuck that gotta do with you?" She spat back shrugging her shoulders. As soon as the realization set in, her face sank. "She's pregnant" Paris said softly to herself.

"Paris" I reached for her hand but she quickly snatched it away.

"Don't touch me"

"I didn't mean for this shit to happen. I'm sorry." I said placing my hand on the small of her back but she pushed me away.

"She's pregnant" She said once more nodding her head and leaned against the counter shifting her weight onto her arms. I watched closely as she just stood there not saying anything.

I was trying hard to read her body language but I couldn't pick up on anything.

She grabbed the ultrasound picture and stared at it blankly. Her eyes wasn't saying anything and that scared me the most. I've never seen her so emotionless.

"I'm just gonna go" She said softly sitting the picture back down and started to walk away

"Paris" I said reaching for her arm.

"Stop fucking touching me!" She finally snapped at me.

"Paris talk to me"

"I'm leaving. If I stay another a second I will literally kill y'all Quincy. Like no fucking joke. Let me leave"

"I can't do that" I replied adjusting the grip I had on her arm.

"Quincy let me go!" She shouted even louder. I couldn't let her leave without talking to me about this. She kept trying to pull away and I didn't want to fuck around and pull her arm out the socket so I wrapped my arms around her body. I just kept holding her, despite her fighting me.

"Sydney leave." I glanced over my shoulder at her.

"I'll text you" I could hear her say. I watched as she scurried over to the elevator.

"Let me go!" She screamed kicking her legs.

As soon as Sydney got onto the elevator and the doors closed, Paris broke down. I held her as she went down to the ground.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face in the crook of her neck as she sobbed loudly. This shit felt like deja vu. Only difference is I'm the cause of the pain this time.

"I'm sorry," I said kissing her neck "I fucked up."

She sat there and just cried out loud. I didn't even know what to say, I hadn't even wrapped my head around all of this.

"Get the fuck off me" Paris said and quickly stood.

"So this was your plan the whole time huh?" She scoffed wiping her face. "Fuck with me, pretend you actually give a fuck about me, and then go start a family with this bitch?"

"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows at her.

"Yo ass probably been fucking her this whole damn time," Paris added in "Why am I so fucking stupid?"She laughed shaking her head.

"I haven't fucked shorty since we've been together. I haven't even had a conversation with her ass until now"

"Whatever Quincy" She rolled her eyes.

"I'm telling the fucking truth! You think I wanna have a baby with her ass?" I raised my voice getting frustrated.

"Then why did you fuck her without a condom you fucking dumbass?!" She replied matching my volume.

"I slipped up" I sighed walking over to take a seat at the counter. "Fuck!" I exclaimed hitting the counter. I rested my face in my hands and just started to think.

Yeah I'm not ready for a fucking baby but I'm not even mad at the fact that I'm having a kid. I'm mad that it's with fucking Sydney.

"She really just gave you the biggest birthday gift of your life" Paris laughed. I knew she was only laughing to keep herself from spazzing again.

"Oh yeah King told me to tell you happy birthday and Jalen's gonna bring over the gifts I got you, you can keep em. I don't want em. I'm just gonna head back to the airport. Enjoy parenthood, I heard it's beautiful"

"Wait what?" I said removing my hands from my face. I looked over and she was picking up her bags from the floor.

"Oh and Lyric made you a birthday card" Paris said digging around in her bag.

"Did you just break up with me?" I questioned looking at her confused.

"Look she spelled your name right for the first time" Paris chuckled and walked over to hand me the card. She extended her hand keeping distance between us.

I reached for the card but grabbed her wrist pulling her closer. "Paris" I said lowly.

"Quincy stop" She sighed looking away.

"I'm sorry" I told her for the thousandth time. I was prepared to say this shit forever if need be.

"Look at me" I grabbed her face and made her look at me. I could see the tears welling up in her eyes, "Paris, I'm sorry"

She looks up at the ceiling and the tears fell from her eyes. I started to wipe them away but she slapped my hand away.

"I know this isn't an ideal situation and you didn't sign up for this shit but we can get through this." I told her rubbing the back of her hand with my thumb.

She sighed and sat the card down on the counter.

"I love you but I'm not doing this. I'm not playing fucking stepmom to her kid. Call me childish, call me immature, call me whatever the fuck you want but I'm not doing it. I'm done Quincy. We're done. Delete my number."