Chapter 5: You need to quit!

(Spencer’s pov)

Dion looked at me with, shocked, “You’re pregnant???”

“Yes, I’m about 16 to 18 weeks pregnant and you’re the father of this child Dion.  I haven’t been to a doctor yet but I took a home test to confirm my suspicions.”

Dion’s face is red with rage, “What the fuck were you thinking Spencer!  Do you know how bad it is for you to be pregnant right now?  You can’t fuck clients while you’re pregnant which means no fuckin money Spencer!”  He slaps me in hard in the face.  

“Don’t you get that I can’t have a fuckin kid!  I can’t afford to have a weakness with the other damn gangs on my back.   Do you realizes those bottom feeders would try to do if they find out you’re pregnant?!” He drags me out of the bed and shakes me hard, causing my head to snap back and forth on my shoulders.  I immediately became dizzy and slumped in his arms my whole body.

“YOU GOT ME PREGNANT DION!  I didn’t do this by myself!”  I yell back now getting pissed that he’s trying to place all of the blame on me.  “You and your always wanting to cum in me did this!  Oh Spencer, your pussy feels so good and wet, I can’t bother fucking you with a condom anymore, I need to feel all of you.  Remember that Dion, huh?”  I placed my hand to my mouth and looked in shock at Dion as I realized what I just said. 

I felt a hard slap to my face for the second time tonight.  He then did the unthinkable, what I feared he would do, he punched me in the stomach.  I fell on the ground doubled over, holding my stomach and trying to catch my breath while Dion kept hitting me with his fist. 

“How could you say that to me, you stupid whore bitch?!  You’re always begging me to fuck you, or have you forgotten, dirty slut?!  Just the other I night I woke u to you riding my dick, did you forget that bitch?”  He hit me hard in the back on my head. 

“I fuck you exactly like you like it and what do you do for me?  You get fucking pregnant?  I never asked for that!”   He hits me again hard in the stomach.   “I want this fucking brat dead!  Do you hear me whore?  I want this brat D.E.A.D., even if I have to kill it myself!”