The Dealer

Calum Hood is a drug dealer. Jayde Mills is Calum's "friend". Jayde never realized how bad the drug thing was until she visited Calum in the city and he was high the whole time.


11. Chapter 11




Jayde is 24 weeks pregnant 


Calum would be coming home in two weeks and I was pretty excited. I had made plans with Ashton to go with him to the airport to pick him up. Ashton didn't want a big crowd to be there to greet him but he agreed to bring me with him. 

I had been waiting for a while now for Calum to come home that we could officially make plans for when the baby comes. I had started getting stressed about the baby. I had no idea what was going to happen once Calum came home and he could literally say he wanted no part of this. When I got pregnant I told him that he could be apart of as much as he wanted to. 

His mom had got in contact with me telling me everything that he's ever said which I was thankful for since he wouldn't call me. I understood why he didn't. He only had his phone for an hour each day and he was probably talking to his parents, his sister, or Ashton. 

I had planned to go baby shopping with Mali-Koa and Joy. Even if Calum didn't want to be in my life, Mali and Joy did for at least the baby's sake. I wasn't feeling good but I was going to go anyway. 

Mali barged into the apartment while Joy shouted at her to be respectful. 

"Hello, baby Hood." Mali fell to her knees and held my belly. "I'm your auntie Mali. I'm gonna be your favorite aunt. I know Auntie Julia has a pool but I live closer." She talked in a soft baby like voice making me laugh. 

"Are you giving it the last name Hood?" Joy asked. 

"I haven't really thought about it." I wasn't going to tell them that Calum hadn't been talking to me. "I'll think about it." To me it didn't really matter as long as Calum was in the baby's life. If he didn't want any part of this, I would give them my last name. 

"Do you have any first names picked out?" 

"I haven't really thought about that either. I do like Violet but I don't know." I shrugged. "I think I'll think about it when I actually know the sex." 

"You never found out?" Mali asked. 

"No. I was waiting for Cal to come home. He said I could find out without him but I would feel bad about it." I shrugged. There was an awkward silence before Joy clapped her hands. 

"Okay, let's go. What else do you still need?" She questioned as I locked the door and we headed down to her car. 

"I just got all the money for the crib so I think we should pick one out." I smiled getting into the front seat after pushing Mali out of the way. 

"You're lucky you're pregnant." She rolled her eyes getting into the back. "So, what exactly was your relationship with my brother." She asked and I turned beat red. It was clear that we were having sex but that was the extent of our relationship and we planned to never tell our parents that. Of course that didn't go as planned. 

"Ummm." I dragged out the m before she hit me softly. 

"Just tell me." 

"I would rather not speak about that in front of your mother." I was close with Joy but not close enough to talk about my sex life. Let alone my sex life with her son. If it was just Mali talking with me maybe I would tell her but not with Joy in the car with us. 

"I'm curious." Joy answered making me pick up my water bottle and gulp from it. "You don't have to go into detail." 

"Oh god, he's gonna kill me." I groaned. I was hesitant to say anything but I finally answered with "we were friends with benefits. Since high school." 

"High school?!" Mali shouted. "How could I not have known about this?" She asked. "His room was right next to mine." 

"I never said we did it in his room." Which was a lie, that the first place we ever did it until I got a car and we started doing it in the car which was a terrible idea and we could have been caught super easily. 

"Jayde!" Mali shouted laughing. "You guys are sluts." I laughed and rubbed my belly. 

"Nothing wrong with being a slut." 

"This is gross. I shouldn't have asked." She answered sitting back in her seat and crossing her arms. 

"Yeah he's a good shag." I giggled looking at Joy who laughed at Mali's gagging sound. 

"You're disgusting." She commented. The ride to the stores outside of the city took a little over an hour which made me a little uncomfortable. I felt like the baby was pressing on everything. I had to pee around the clock now, I felt like I was always hungry, I got cravings at weird hours but thankfully it wasn't anything weird lately.

We stood at the cribs trying to decide which one would be best. There was a ton of things to think about. The color, something that wasn't going to fall apart, and I wanted something that could transfer into a toddler bed. 

"I like the dark wood." I commented. 

"Well, what color is the room?" Mali asked. 

"It's white. I don't plan to paint. All of the things I've bought are grey." 

"I like the dark wood." Joy said coming over with things in her arms. "Get the dark one. Harder to see dirt." She smiled walking away. A worker came over and went to the back to get the one we wanted before getting it into the car. "Should we do lunch?" 



I was one day closer to going home which I was thankful for. I had decided to stay the few extra weeks to try and figure out everything. I tried to find the "root" of my problem but I was pretty sure that there wasn't one. I just liked doing drugs. 

I had called the girl who I guess I was dating and broke it off. I literally had no idea who she was and why I even started the relationship in the first place. 

I already set up AA meeting for when I got back home. I was going to do everything in my power to stay sober for me and for my baby. I still wasn't sure what I was going to say to Jayde because I was so pissed at her but she was the mother of my baby. I just couldn't believe that she used me. 

That night when I got my phone I called her. 

"Hi! I miss you!" She answered sounding exciting and I right away began to yell at her about pointless things. 

"You used me!" I nearly screaming. "You used me for sex! You used me to get pregnant! You used me for your own god damn pleasure! You couldn't give a shit about me." 

"I... What are you talking about?" She asked choked up. 

"I love you and you knew and you used me for sex!" 

"I would never do that! I thought you wanted it just as much as I did." She whispered the last part.  It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulder's after letting her know exactly what I thought. 

"I hate you, Jayde."


I was so confused on what Calum was talking about. I thought that it was clear that we were both using each other for sex. He never said anything about taking our relationship further and I happily would have dated him. He always made it clear that he didn't want to be tied down. 

He hated me. He said it and those words crushed me. I was confused and sad and had no idea what to do so I tried calling him back because I needed him to explain but he didn't answer. 

For the first time in this pregnancy, I felt utterly alone. 

For the next few weeks I had trouble sleeping. I couldn't live with myself knowing that Calum hated me. He wouldn't return my calls or texts. I canceled on Ashton when we were suppose to go to the airport to pick him up. I figured he wouldn't want me there. 

Instead of going to the airport, I made an appointment to find out the sex of the baby. I was more than excited to be having a little girl. I was only 13 weeks away from my due date and I nearly had everything I needed but I would now be able to buy more things knowing the sex. 

I had called everyone to let them know. It made it seem so much more real that I was actually having a baby. I was actually like a pregnant women. I was large and in charge. 

I had tried to get in contact with Calum and Ashton to let them know the news but neither one of them texted or called me back. 

Julia insisted on having a baby shower so I gave her a guest list and she was going to plan the whole thing. I was quickly realizing that I was going to be doing this without Calum which hurt a little. But I couldn't be mad. I told him from the beginning that he didn't need to be apart of this. 

I sat on the couch watching Supernatural when there was a knock on the door. I slowly walked over and looking through the peephole. 

"Calum." I opened the door. "What are you doing here?" I questioned quietly. The last time we had talked he told me he hated me.

"I don't know." He answered looking from me to my stomach that was a lot bigger since he had seen it last. "So it's a girl?" I nodded. "Can I come in?" I moved to the side to let him into my apartment. 

I wrapped my sweater around my stomach and crossed my arms. Not in a way to be rude but hold myself together. 

"How are you?" I asked. He looked different. He was skinnier, he had a beard which I was surprised about. He looked healthy. 

"Better. A lot better." He commented and I nodded and sat down in a chair looking at him. 

"You look good." 

"I feel good." He commented running his hands over his pants. "Felt like we should talk." I looked up at him. I didn't want to talk. He accused me of things that I never did and then told me he hated me. 

"About what?" I asked. 

"The baby." 

"What about her?" I asked. "You made it pretty clear that you didn't want anything to do with me." 

"Doesn't mean I don't love my child." He answered. "I want to be in her life. Don't have to like my child's mother to be in their life." I sighed. 

"I guess." I commented. 

"You used me." 

"We used each other. That was the deal, Calum. To have sex. I thought that was what we both wanted." He sighed and rolled his eyes. 

"You used me for sperm." 

"Why would I ever do that? Why would I purposely get pregnant with a man who I'm not married to, doesn't have a job, and has never taken care of a child in his life. Yeah, I would purposely do that." I shook my head looking away from him. 

"You just wanted a cute baby." 

"I want to punch you." I commented. "People get pregnant when they have sex. It happens. We had sex, we got pregnant. Stop saying I used you to get pregnant. Trust me, this is the last thing I ever wanted at this age. People my age are suppose to be starting careers and meeting new people not getting pregnant off a friends with benefits relationship." I wanted to cry. I want to scream and slap him and try to get him to see that this wasn't all my fault. Get him to see that if he asked, I would be with him. 

"I feel used." 

"You think I don't feel used?" I asked. "You really think you're the only one who has feelings? I look like a whale, Calum! You don't have to walk around with the evidence that we had sex. You could deny this baby and I would look like a slut to everyone." I cried wiping the tears that spewed out over my anger. "You never gave a shit about me. You cared about if I sucked your dick and got you off." 

"Don't you dare! You know damn well I would never just threw you away like that. I care about you." 

"I supported you through everything! I tried to help get you a job, I supported you through when you were robbed and lost all of your stuff. I was there for you. I don't deserve to be treated like this." He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. I stood up and grabbed some tissues. "I don't want to be the person who makes you frustrated." 

"Well you are." 

"I don't mean to." I cried. "I never wanted this." 

"You think I did?!" He shouted. "We fucked up. Big time." 

"You said you wouldn't leave me. You promised." I whispered. He was quiet for a long time and all that was heard was my sniffling. 

"Where did it all go wrong?" He questioned and I shrugged. We sat together for a while. I had no idea what to say to him. I would never use someone, let alone him. He meant the world to me, we literally grew up together. I loved him and maybe I didn't love him in the way that he wanted me to love him and that's where we went wrong. 

"Do you love me?" 


"Like love me love me?" I asked looking up at him. My eyes hurt from crying so much and my voice was hoarse. 

"I don't know." He answered softly. "Whatever we had, I liked. I wanted it to work out. I wanted to raise a baby with you and if that's love then I guess so." I knew he meant but wasn't sure how to respond to him. Instead I walked over and sat next to him and leaned into him. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. "I'm sorry." 

"I'm sorry too." I whispered resting my face in his neck. "I hate that we're fighting." 

"Let's go to a meeting." He commented. 

"Right now?" I asked looking at the clock. It was nearly midnight. 

"Yeah. We'll stop and get some food then go to a meeting. This process will be a lot easier with you and the baby there." He commented and I stood up. I promised him that I would help him through this process and there was no way I was letting him down now. 

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