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Jason POV

Violet frowned.

''Pregnant?''

''It's not mine.''

''Pregnant?'' She repeated herself.

Violet shakes her head no and went inside, pacing her way to find Sasha. She was raging through anger, walking around, picking up the clues to find her.

''Where is she?'' She barked.

''Not here, at the loft.''

''Loft?''

''It's Jessica's. Baby let me explain.''

''Explain? What do you mean explain Jason? You don't think for a second that this ex of yours is using you? Perhaps maybe even taking advantage that she still, in fact, is in love with you.''

I froze.

''Vi--''

''--Oh, please. It's not a good time to call me Vi.''

''Violet. She has no one to go to, none of her family relatives doesn't want to deal with her. Not after what she has done.''

''Cry me a fucking a river.''

''Violet, I'm serious.''

She chirps through her teeth with a light laugh. ''This is fucking ridiculous. I don't know what's going on in that tiny brain of yours, but you need to wake the fuck up Jason.''

Sighing roughly, I replied. ''I'm trying my hardest to keep things cordial between us, Jes and I are the only ones....''

''-You know what? That's fine, help her all you want.''

''Woah, hold up! Hold up!' I said. Violet paced through upstairs and marched over to the bedroom.

She went through the closet, stacking her clothes on top of each other, and went over to the side of the bed, grabbing a duffle bag.

''Baby please, don't do this... don't leave, I---I'm just..''

''What Jason?''

''You really want to leave? Like that?''

''Let me know when this Sasha thing is over.''

''It is!''

''Jason, seriously? You know it isn't, she keeps coming back to you, being for you to help her out, to be this shining knight armor. This girl, something about this girl isn't right and I can't believe you're standing there acting like it's nothing!''

''I'm sorry baby, it's just... you have to believe me, okay, Roc said--''

''Yeah, do the right thing, I get it. No worries.''

''Come on V--''

''I'm spending the night with Aubree. I need some space.''

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Violet POV

''Can you believe him? After all, that nonsense of him saying ''ooooh Sasha broke my heart, ooo our relationship was horrible, yadda yadda yadda, then all of the sudden he is going to make sure that she's okay?'' I said to Aubree.

She munched on her chicken sandwich and slurped out of her soda can of Sprite. ''This is some good tea,'' she replied.

''Bre!''

''Okay, alright, I'm sorry.''

''Ugh.''

''Hey, listen I would have to agree. I mean she seems a bit fishy.''

'' How would know--"

''- Oh, I know enough,'' she smiled devilishly.

''What do you mean by that? Why are you smirking like that, it's freaking me out.''

''Let's just say I peeped a little something, something.''

''Peeped?''

"Okay, well, when I was with Cameron he took me to his place, showed me a few stuff and all. Then I came across a notepad and says must tell Jay. I asked out of the blue, and he told me that he saw a guy with Sasha lending him some money and whatnot, and it could be a possible chance that.. she's.. setting.. him..up,'' she whispered towards the end, and continuing to drink.

''Setting him to what?''

''Well, Cameron says the guy works for a stocking company. His name is Rodger--''

''Woah, Woah. Rodger?''

''Yeah, you know him?''

''Know him? Bre, I used to work with him.''

''Well, that ex-worker must have a lot of grudge-holding against Jason because I think he's going to make him go in bankruptcy. With Sasha being the distraction, it can happen.''

"Bankruptcy?"

"Mm-hmm, he can hack into the system since he remembers the codes and stuff, can manipulate the money transfers and sent them to any other company in the stocking business and then," *snaps fingers*.

''This is bad. This is so bad, I have to tell Jason.''

''Well, it's not too late.''

''Yeah, you're right. I'm going to make a phone call.''

I got up from my seat and immediately called Jason. The phone ringed and went straight to voicemail.

please leave your message after the tone

''Jason, hey, it's me, please call me back as soon as you get this. I'm sorry for what I was acting out earlier. I'm so immature, I admit, I should've listened to you. I get what you meant and I apologize. But, please call me, it's urgent. Okay? I love you.''