i know wassup

The conversation

it’s been about two solid weeks since I found out my secret and I knew it was time to tell Stefon before he caught on and called me out. He had just walked through his door from a long day of trappin and flippin on the streets but I knew there was really no other time to bring the pleasantly unpleasant news. I knew at least if I told him now and the reaction was bad I’d still have enough daylight to make it back to my apartment because I hated traveling through Brooklyn at night. He called out to me to which I answered my location in the house. He met me in the kitchen, shirtless. I sat on the counter, fingers intertwined with a rush of worry on my face. I had taken all the pregnancy tests that I hoarded the past few weeks and set them on the counter beside me. He stepped down into the kitchen and saw my face and his whole aura changed. He hadn’t seen the tests sitting on the opposite side of me yet but he knew something was coming.

He stepped closer to me and greeted me with

“wassup?”


“wassup?? That’s how you say hi now? No kiss no nothin just ‘wassup’ huh?”


“nah don’t even try to hit me with that. You the one sittin in here all ominous and mysterious and shit like you got somethin bad you finna tell me. Shit I don’t need no more bad news today. I heard one of my niggas down in Bronx got shot up by some fuck niggas and now his whole team fucked up. So honestly I got alotta shit on my mind right now Kala so yeah when I come in the house and you lookin like you got a secret imma say ‘wassup’.”


I couldn’t get shit past this dude. He was good at reading people.. I guess that’s what made him good at his little “occupation”. Though I don’t agree with it, he makes his guap and keeps his peace and everyone respects him. He been doin this shit, seriously since he was 17. Now his ‘businesses’ have bought him this nice ass updated brownstone just on the outskirts of Brooklyn and anything he wants or needs.


“ just sit down babe. I wanna tell you somethin”


He sat down on the counter across from me. It was then that he looked down and saw my tests sitting there. He let out a sigh and a disgruntled “fuck” under his breath


“Kala.. Fuck is this??”


“they’re pregnancy tests Stefon. I know what you thinki….” He cut me off


“nahh, nahh..this… This is crazy bruh. Nah. I ALWAYS PULL OUT! I thought you was on birth control? How the fuck this happen? Is this even mine?” He snapped. Multiple questions comin out at once.


“look I was on birth control and I don’t know what happened. And apparently no you don’t ‘always pull out’ other wise we wouldn’t be in the predicament. Look, I’m shook myself Stefon. But I know this is your child cuz you the only one I’m fuckin! So don’t even think about playin that card cuz you know and I know 'wassup’. But I did do a little bit of research and apparently this shit can happen. It’s rare but it happens.”


“fuck you mean you did some research???“ He asked obviously taken aback with his face twisted. "How long you know about this?”


“ well I just found out a couple of weeks ago…but I been tryin to give it a little time to be completely sure that I was pregnant and not just havin a scare.”


“ yeah, well you definitely fuckin pregnant” he snarked pointing to the pile of pregnancy tests.


for a while we sat in silence. I looked down to my hands that were sweating pressed up against the tops of my thighs. I could feel the frustration in the air. I finally spoke after a few minutes to break the silence.

“you know.. this wasn’t a solo act Stef.. Last I remember it takes two to make a child. Trust me I haven’t made up my mind on what I’m gonna do yet. So you might get off the hook but what you’re not gonna do is disrespect me and force me into doing something I don’t want to do. I know you already have Tatiana and another child isn’t want you want right now but oh well. It’s coming.. I’m only twenty-two and a child is not beneficial to all the things I’m trying to do to get myself on with my salon plans. But I don’t have a choice. I’m forced to face this and so are you. Yes we were responsible and we took the necessary precautions but sometimes it’s not always effective. ”


my last words rang in our ears as we sat in an even longer limbo of silence. He changed his attitude but was still quiet. He sat there mostly in a state of shock and I sat there waiting for the shock to pass. He finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity.

Next


FYI: no you didn’t miss anything before this lol. I just decided to take Kala’s save and make it into a mini story for right now at least. I hope you can tolerate my writing 😩. Lol it’s kind of my first crack at telling a story with actual dialogue. Let me know what you think in the comments! Thanks for reading!

Anon asked: Can u please make an imagine about Dj Rupp where you get mad at him for his new music video because there is a part where 2 girls are touching him inappropriately and he makes it up for you? Please ? 😁❤️

“Y/N, your gonna wanna check out your man’s new video” my bestfriend Maggie shouted from the kitchen, “it dropped today?” I whipped out my phone, “yeah and I don’t think your gonna be too happy.” She walked into the room with a sincere look on her face, i furrowed my brows. “Your kinda freaking me out, but okay?” I searched up Dillon’s name and the video popped up. I sat there and watched it, Maggie was completely correct. I wasn’t pleased at all. Would you be pleased if you saw your boyfriend of 2 and a half years touching females and letting them touch and kiss up on him? No. I threw my phone, “y/n… Chill” Maggie came to me, “why does he not ask me shit before he does it” I cried out. This was the 3rd time he’s done something like this and every time before he disregarded my feelings and I’ve had it. I’m a woman not an object and I’m not about to be disrespected. I sat there thinking as Maggie tried relaxing me, “he’s got one coming when he steps in that door.” I got up and sat on the kitchens island in plain view of the door.

An hour later Dillon pulled up along skate and Derek and entered the house. “Hey bab–” he stood there, he knew I was mad. “What’s up?” He questioned, Derek and Nate looked at me and knew Dillon was in for it. “You know wassup.” I rolled my eyes, “are we finna do this shit again.?” He rolls his eyes, I took a deep breath in and hit my fist on my leg. “I’m so sick of this man” I laughed out, he stood quiet. “I’m sick of the miscommunication, the fucking secrets, the disrespect and the lack of appreciation Dillon” “what the fuck are you talking about” he scoffed. “Don’t act stupid dillon, you never tell me shit no more, you kept the whole video concept away from me, you kissed some females and let them touch you and shit, you’ve done this 2 other times and when I tried fucking talking to you legit laughed in my face and said you wouldn’t do it again, stupidly I fucking stayed because I’m in love with you. I try and chill with you and have our random date nights and you never have time for me but got time to go with your boys?” My brows scrunched up as I gestured over to Derek and Nate. “I get it, I’m no longer your priority and that’s cool, I can get any one I fucking want but I only want you but I’m so done to be honest” I hopped off the counter, “you are over reacting” Dillon laughed, “bro” Nate held on to his shoulder.

I laughed to myself, “you know what, I always over react in your eyes so lemme do us a big favor, I’m done. Consider yourself single and no longer held down.” I let tears slide down my face. “Your not leaving” Dillon laughed. “Dillon I am. I hope your happy. Let’s go mags” I grabbed my purse and walked past him, he grabbed my wrist. “Where are you going?” He looked painfully at me, “that’s no longer your concern, Imma dip catch you whenever kiddo” I pulled my wrist and walked out the house. I made it into Maggie’s car and the whole time cried, I layed on her sofa and relooked over every memory. I got message after message from Dillon.

Dills ❤️✨: babe.
Dills ❤️✨: please come back.
Dills ❤️✨: I don’t wanna loose you, please I’m begging you.
Dills ❤️✨: baby, I can’t live without you. Please don’t do this to me…
Dills ❤️✨: Y/N…
Dills ❤️✨: I love you please don’t do this to me, I don’t wanna wake up without you there.

I know me and him aren’t over, but I need him to appreciate me and show me that he cares. Until then, I don’t wanna be around him. I layed there for the next 3 hours looking at every memory of me and Dillon and decided to check his Twitter. One of his tweets caught my eye, it was 2 hours ago. I clicked it and it directed me back to his Instagram, up popped up a picture of me and Dillon when we went to Puerto Rico with Nash. “11/7/2015. I’m never one to be all cakey, but this female means so much to me, y'all don’t even know. 11/7/2015 her birthday and the day I made the woman I wanna marry… Mine. I admit I’m a screw up, I do stupid shit and I question everyday how does she put up with me? Today we had a big fight because I made a stupid choice of not speaking to her. I didn’t write this for y'all to send her hate, so please don’t. I wrote this to just hopefully get at least a text back. Y/N I’m sorry for not talking to you, for lying, for not appreciating you but please don’t leave. I’m trying so hard to work on me, for us. At the end of the day none of these females have what you have, they don’t have good cooking skills, amazing humor, sarcastic jokes, a sexy ass attitude, the best lips in the world and a smile that makes me fall in deeper love with you… Every Time I see you, I get so nervous as stupid as it sounds, I turn into a child with a crush. I love you, and your attitude and everything just everything. Please respond to me, the thought of you leaving and finding someone that’s not me, kills me. It wouldn’t make everything I fucking have worth it, if your not here with me. Please baby respond or at least see me. Love your baby face dill 😔❤️🐷”

I stood there and thought,

Me to Dills ❤️✨: I’ll be home in 10.
Dills ❤️✨: oh thank god. I love you ❤️
Me to Dills ❤️✨: whatever.

I approached the house, grabbing my purse and making sure to keep my guard up. I opened the door and called out for Dillon, I had no response before making it to our bedroom. On the bed stood a big bear, with flowers and a picture of when we went on our first date. Cute if you ask me, I wanted to forgive him in that moment but I needed a little more begging. “Babe..” I heard him step in, “yeah” I sternly said, he walked over to me holding one of my hands in his, “I’m sorry…” He rubbed over it with a finger. I rolled my eyes, “okay.” “Baby, I really am. I get it I get that I’ve been acting like a fucking ass but man I don’t wanna loose you. Your legit everything to me, it would kill me to see you happy with someone that’s not me. I wake up everyday blessed to be next to you, to have the memories I have with you and to go to sleep every fucking night with you. I’m new to this being in love shit and it’s not an excuse why I shouldn’t have asked you but dammit I’m begging literally to give me another shot, I have a lot I wanna make up to you. I wanna spend the rest of my days with you and I’m gonna learn to tell you everything before I do it just please don’t leave.” He pulled me into his arms holding me tight breathing quicker than ever, I took a moment for everything he said to sink in. I pulled back, “Dillon… I” his eyes turned to the side painfully as he let my hand go. “Of course I forgive you, you think you’d loose me that easy? Hell no, I just wanted to teach you a lesson stop being an ass or next time Imma really leave” he turned back smiling brightly as ever before lifting me off the ground and planting a soft gentle kiss on my lips. “ I fucking love you and Imma make up for everything.” “I love you too and you can start making up by putting a movie and having a day to just cuddle me” I laughed “yes ma'am” he laughed placing me down before putting a movie in and lying in bed with me. As stressful as he may make me, it’s worth every tear,sweat, heart ache and headache.

Got7 as teachers

JB: kind of scary and strict teacher, very business-like and no tolerance for tardiness but then suddenly takes class outside one day to all pet a stray cat that appears

Jr: lectures in a serious tone nonstop until everyone is bored to death then smiles at how cute his students look falling asleep before taking photos to use as blackmail

Mark: is actually too quiet for the students to hear so all the girls just smile and nod at him while daydreaming

Jackson: sometimes gets too excited by what he’s saying and starts running through the aisle of desks, super sassy to his students that aren’t paying attention, “Excuuuuse me, I’m talking right now.” *snaps fingers*

Bambam: Gets distracted and starts trading beauty secrets and fashion tips with the female students

Yugyeom: gets all shy and awkward whenever he makes a mistake and stutters otherwise super interactive with the students 

Youngjae: “Yoo man, why you guys no good English? I teached you everything I know, wassup??”