Warning: Explicit Content

"Ohh, we can't fuck at my parent's house." Y/N moaned as Raheem sucked on her neck.

"Come on, Y/N. Please. Just a quickie." He begged feeling on her butt.

Y/N smirked and nodded her head. She couldn't resist some good dick from her man. She grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom. Locking the door, she stripped seductively as he quickly undressed.

"Come here, girl." He grunted pulling Y/N on the firm bed.

She followed his instructions. By the time she made it on his lap she was naked and wet. Her nipples were rock hard. Raheem sucked on her firm breast making her throw her head back in pleasure.

His dick was poking at her feeling for her. Y/N unbuckled his pants and his length sprung alive. She stroked him lightly as she kissed his lips. She wasn't knew to their sex routine. Y/n was ready for him.

Without thinking she allowed him to enter her. Her moans bounced off the wall. The bed creaked as she rode his dick.

"Ride that dick, baby." He coached smacking her behind.

"Y/N you've been sick all damn day. You gotta eat something." Nadia pushed her lunch box towards her.

The loud talking from their peers covered their sensitivee conversation.Groaning Y/N placed her head on the table, "Everything makes me nauseous."

"But, you been like this for the past week. What's going on?" Tykia, her other friend, asked nudging Y/N in hopes she'd spill some tea.

"Oh my God. I think I know what's going on." Nadia semi-shouted leaning more into the lunch table.

Y/N lifted her head and raised her eyebrows, "What?"

"When's the last time you had your period?" Nadia asked quietly so no one else could hear.

"Two months ago...why?"

"Y/N, babygirl, you sure you aren't pregnant?" Tykia asked finally noticing what Nadia was putting down.

Y/N gasped in shock, "Hell no! I shouldn't be."

Tykia cursed under her breath, "After school, we need to go to the store and buy a test."

Y/N and her friends stood outside of her bathroom waiting for the timer to buzz. She nibbled on her fingernails nervously. The silence only made her anxiety worse. Tykia kept checking the timer every five seconds and Nadia was calm.

The timer went off making Y/N jump. Tykia shot up out of her chair waiting in anticipation. She was as nervous as Y/N. Nadia trapped Y/N's wrist before she entered the bathroom to check. Y/N turned to face her friends.

"Just know that whatever the stick says, we still gone be your friend. You like a sister to us and we'd never let you go through this alone." Nadia promised finally breaking the silence.

She entered the bathroom and left the door open behind her. Her gasps shook the room. Tykia and Nadia came to look at the test from behind. Two lines on all three tests told Y/N everything she needed to know. Her cries and sobs seemed to echo off the bathroom tile.

"I can't have a baby right now! I'm only seventeen. No, no, no." Y/N looked at the stick and broke into a plea of tears again.

Nadia rubbed Y/N's back trying to console her, "You have to tell Raheem."

"What? I can't tell him. He'll either hate me or love me for this. I can't allow him to influence my decision."

"Decision? What do you plan to do Y/N?" Tykia asked Y/N with a worried face.

"I'm getting rid of it."

The next day, Y/N ignored Raheem. She missed his laugh and his urge to touch her every second. She ducked and dodged in the hallways and skipped the classes they had together. However, she only showed up for half the day. He noticed her distance and was curious to find out what was going on.

Tykia was packing up her bag after the English class was done. She hadn't even noticed Raheem was staring a hole in her head. The zipper of her bag was the only thing she could hear. She jumped as Raheem cleared his throat.

"Tykia! You better tell me where the fuck Y/N at. I've been looking all over for her." Raheem cornered Tykia in the classroom.

Her mouth agape she replied nervously avoiding eye contact, "I-I...she's at home."

He sighed in relief, "She sick or something? Why ain't she tell me?"

Looking at the ground she found the courage to look up, "She'll have to explain that to you."

Confused, Raheem made his way down to Y/N's place. The cold air nipped at his skin as he raced up the apartment steps. Banging on the door, Y/N opened it not expecting to see him. Her eyes flashed with panic as she tried to shut the door.

"Y/N, baby what's going on? Why do you keep avoiding me?" He asked pushing the door open.

She stood in the middle of the living room stunned. Her arms were crossed over her chest shielding herself from him. She could feel his warmth but decided that she didn't want him to console her.

The bags under her eyes made Raheem aware that she had been crying. His face was screwed up ultimately confused. Y/N backed away from the door allowing him to come in. Locking the door, her back rested against the frame.

"I just needed some space." Her voice was as quiet as a mouse.

He scoffed causing Y/N to look away, "That's bullshit. Tell me what's going on."

Y/N looked into his eyes. He was pleading for her to tell him everything. She couldn't hold back now. She didn't make this baby by herself. He needed to know. Tears welled into her eyes. They flowed down her face in shame.

"I was pregnant."

For a minute his heart stopped beating, "Pregnant? Was? The fuck happened?"

His aggressive tone made Y/N flinch, "I got an abortion today."

"So you made the decision that I didn't need to know?'

She shook her head, "All you would have done is tried to convince me to keep the baby."

Moving closer to he glared at her, "Damn right! You wrong for what you did Y/N. I can't even look at you."

With sadness in his eyes, he stormed out of the apartment slamming the door behind him. Wiping her tears she sucked up her feelings.

She whispered two words hoping that he would come back around once he cooled down, "Forgive me." 

Authors Note: umm I actually liked writing this. I think I got my mojo back. Anyway, I hope ya'll enjoy it.

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