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Pregnant For My Best Friend’s Son Just like that
Juss POV “Juss…” Despair rose in my throat like bile, threatening to overwhelm me but I swallowed it though the sheer force of will. The worst had finally happened. The very thing I had been afraid of.... There was nothing I could do. Fate had decided this herself. As soon as I came to this decision, I felt a sort of inner peace. I had thought about what to do, over and over again, something that wouldn’t affect either of us, but there was nothing. For Eggust and I, there was only one solution, one destination for our journey. “It was never meant to be in the first place, and what was not meant to be never had a happy ending.” I heard myself say. “What are you saying?” Maybe I was being selfish by putting myself first, maybe I am half of those things they described me to be, because I didn’t end it when Eggust started making his move. I was lonely at the time because Marco cheated on me. I needed someone to show me that they really loved me, I needed someone to wor
Pregnant For My Best Friend’s Son Who did
Eggust's POV I could count on one hand the number of times I had been so mad in my life. The first time had been when Juss left. The second, when my..... Sylvester tried to beat up my mom. I lost it that day and turned into an unhinged animal, if mum didn’t stop me that day, I would have probably gone to jail for killing Sylvester. That was the day I lost respect for him forever and never tried to recover it. Since then, I completely despised him, the way he talked, his cockiness, how he often acted like my mum and I would have been nothing without him. When it was grandpa who held this family down, everything I had, I owed to grandpa, but Sylvester liked to make stuff revolve around him. The other time I got mad, was when a girl I used to fuck became obsessed with me. She wanted more than she deserved, I had to cut her off, but then she threatened to hurt herself, so I sent her to rehab where she recovered. The other times after that time I got mad, revolved around
Pregnant For My Best Friend’s Son Another failed attempt
Juss’ Pov As soon as Eggust stormed out of the house, I went to my room and locked myself in. I silently wished he wouldn’t come back, and I would be left all by myself. I just needed to be by myself for a while, I was tired of everyone detecting how my life should be. Marlani on one hand was asking me to leave her son and get rid of my child, Eggust on the other was insisting on us not breaking up, that he would handle the media situation. But no one asked what I wanted, they kept assuming what I needed or needed to do. I felt like I needed someone to talk to, someone that would have an unbiased opinion about everything that had been going on, but I didn’t have anyone else to talk to. I had been so unlucky with friendships that it almost felt like a phobia. Jessica used to be one of my go-to persons while I was in Mexico, until I found out she was the whore who had been fucking Marco behind my back. They made it seem like I was crazy when I talked about the cheating s
Pregnant For My Best Friend’s Son Lucky day
Marco’s Pov I smiled when I counted the number of coins in my purse after the apple vendor had given me balance. There were seven. Seven was a lucky number especially for Mexicans. I never believed in luck until Juss found out I was cheating on her with Jessica, and left the house for me. Before then, she had refused to put the house in my name, but just like that, she left it for me. I had a girlfriend I really loved and a house even though my job wasn’t bringing much at the time. Well, I guess I ran out of that luck eventually, cause Juss sold her house. And I was stuck in Manchester with some psycho girl who would screw me over at any opportunity she gets. So let’s hope my luck works well this time. Usually, a Mexican carried seven pesos in his wallet to attract good luck but I had not put them in my purse for that purpose. It had just happened. Which meant that whatever stroke of luck I'd have today would come effortlessly, without having to fight or struggle f
Pregnant For My Best Friend’s Son Hard work and efforts
Hera’s Pov Nothing was going according to plan, I was a mess, everything was too. I didn’t even care about being with Eggust anymore, I just wanted Juss to leave him, because that was the only way they would be separated. Eggust was bent on not leaving her, he seemed to be more in love with her than she was with him. It was almost pathetic and made him look weak. I couldn’t believe my Eggust was simping over some old pussy when I could give him everything he needed. “What am I doing wrong? What am I not doing right or doing enough?” I asked rhetorically. Everything I tried wasn’t working. It was almost like I was moving in circles, which I hated so much. An idea suddenly popped in my head, what if they had separated at midnight, and I didn’t know because I hadn’t checked yet. I dashed to my room and picked up my phone, excited to see the headlines that Juss and Eggust had finally broken up, but then I remembered they weren’t even public, so even if they broke up, I
Pregnant For My Best Friend’s Son A woman, not a man
Marco’s Pov “Hola, mi amor,” Jessica said on the other end of the line. Something about it felt dry, but I chose to ignore it, I wasn’t about to let her throw a fit. “How’s the baby?” “Well, the baby is fine, until you do not take care of the responsibility. Then I will send the baby to a better place where he can have a better father. You know, Jesus.” “You’re only a few weeks pregnant, how do you know it’s a boy?” “I’m his mother, we know these things, our instincts are as sharp as they can be.” Yeah, its mother who keeps threatening to abort it if I don’t send money. As if life wasn’t already hard, Jessica made it harder. I wondered if Juss would have been like this as well, if he were having a baby. “Aren’t you going to say anything else, Marco? What has been going on? Tell me.” “What has been going on? Well, I don’t know I’ve been working hard so I can give you the money you need, so you don’t abort my baby.” I replied sarcastically. “Come on, my love,
Pregnant For My Best Friend’s Son Only choice
Marlani’s Pov “I can’t do what you’re asking me, ma’am,” Ezekiel declared wiping off the stain he had on his lips. I had invited him to have breakfast so I could talk about Eggust and Juss. He was the closest to them, and I really just wanted to know what was really going on. He had been avoiding my gaze since he got here, I hoped to prey on his guilt to get some useful information. “So you’re saying you’re in support of their relationship? Is that why you didn’t tell me when it first started?” “No, I’m saying that Eggust is not a child. He is a grown man, he is old enough to decide for himself, and whatever he wants, is entirely up to him. It’s not my job to meddle in his affairs.” I had forgotten something about Ezekiel, he wasn’t one to be intimidated. It’s one of the reasons we hired him. So if I wanted to get an important piece of information from him, I needed another tactics. “You’re a father Ezekiel, what would you do if you were in my shoes? Would you le
Pregnant For My Best Friend’s Son A possible chance
Juss’ Pov As I threw the seventh unrecognizable piece of toast into the trash, even Ezekiel sighed. He had been watching me for the last hour, trying to make a simple meal of toast and eggs. One hour! A full sixty minutes and I wasn't even close to achieving a mediocre piece of toast. I was mentally, physically and emotionally imbalanced. That had to be the explanation for what was going on because I couldn't explain it anymore. How had I forgotten how to make toast????? "Are you sure you don't need my help?" Ezekiel asked me again. Well, if you wanted to be helpful, you could have helped me escape, rather than run to Eggust. I certainly wasn’t going to forgive him for helping Eggust find me. But instead of telling him that, I shook my head and took out another slice of bread. "No, thanks. I can handle this." He watched in silence and I prepared the toast and put it in the toaster. "I think you need my help." “You know what? I did need your help a few days b
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