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"Kay you pregnant?" Dior asked Kay'lani who looked embarrassed as fuck.
"Yeah" Kay looked away rubbing the side of her neck.
"Soo who the father?" Dafi asked what everybody was thinking.
"That don't even matter right now, we need too know if the baby still alive" Leilani spoke.
"The baby is very healthy Ms.Klark, you are currently 8 weeks" The doctor smiled. Everybody in the room just sat there not saying anything. I mean shit what was there to say.
"Press the red button if you have any problems" The doctor walked out with her clipboard looking all doctory and shit.
"Now back to what I was saying-" Dafi began to talk. "Well i'm not the father, Me and Kaylani never fucked, so this shit don't got nothing to do with me" Mike shrugged
"Fuck you mean you not the daddy? Me and Kay haven't slept with each other in months" I spoke.
Shit wasn't adding up, If Mike wasn't the dad and I wasn't the dad.. then who was.
"See i'm not the best at math but I know when shit aint adding up" Dafi held his chin like the fake ass detective he was.
"Napps" Kaylani spoke lowly shocking everybody in the room.
"Bitch i'm done!" Egypt grabbed her purse and started packing up.
"Napps?????" I questioned. "You talm bout Nappy blue? The nigga that be around Pop and them" My mouth hung open.
"Now Kaylani..." Dior covered her mouth in disgust.
