“If that’s what you wanna do you know we’re going to be here for you.” I said, grabbing Solana’s hand, squeezing it in a comforting way.
This wasn’t the outcome I was expecting. I knew I was pregnant but Yanna and Solana being pregnant too. Didn’t see that coming. I wasn’t sure how I felt about being pregnant. I think a part of me was still in denial. Abortion was not an option for me; I didn’t want to mess with my ovaries any more than needed. I was really toying with the idea of not telling Mikael. It sounded good but eventually it would bite me in the ass. Mikael would probably try to kill me if I kept this baby from him. I guess I had to put on my big girl drawls and call Mikael’s stupid ass.
I hated that Solana felt like she had to get rid of her baby. I wish there was a way for me to convince her not to go through with the abortion. She was an amazing mom and the way she took care of Sunshyne, this baby would be loved and taken care of. I knew Marlo might have said whatever he said buthe wouldn’t let her take care of their baby alone. Yeah he had a lot going on and probably was taking some of it out on Solana. He needed to get his shit together because he clearly has deep feelings for Solana. Anytime he looked at her he had hearts in his eyes. Hopefully, some clarity will come from this situation and not destruction. Yanna’s sneaky ass wasn’t off the hook either. Once the time was right she was gonna have to tell me everything her sneaky ass had been up to since she wanted to be all tight lipped. I couldn’t wait to tear into her ass. The three of us ended up stuffing our faces then Yanna and Solana left a few hours after some much needed girl talk.
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Later That Night
“The fuck you blowin’ my phone up for?” Mikael grumbled when I opened my front door.
I returned the frown that he had on his face back to him. “Apparently I needed you for something.
His funky attitude made me regret reaching out to him. Mikael hadn’t answered not one of my calls or text messages I sent to him. His Black ass left me on read all day; he had me heated. I had to talk myself out of going over to his house and cussing him out. To keep me from acting a fool I went to sleep early and just when that deep sleep hit me here comes banging on my door waking me up. Instead of calling me back like a normal person Mikael decided to bang on my door at almost midnight. I should have left him standing outside like he left me on read. If this had been for any other reason but to tell him about this baby, I would have.
“What you want?” He asked huffing and puffing like I was inconveniencing him too much.
“You don’t want to come in?”
“If you ain’t got company.” He smartly said as he stepped past me walking into my house.
“I didn’t call you over here for all this hostel attitude stuff you got going on.” I said talking to his back after I close my front door and following behind him to my living room.
“I’m chilling. Just ready to lay my ass down in my bed.” He said plopping down onto my couch. “What you call me here for? You couldn’t call ya other nigga.” Mikael snarled at me as glared at me evilly.
“What other nigga?” I asked angrily squinting my eyes at him and placing my hand on my hip.
“Don’t play stupid. The same nigga you had outside changing your tire after you asked me to.”
Rearing my head back as I asked, “What are you talking about?”
“You serious huh?” Mikael let out a bitter chuckle. “That nerdy nigga you was fucking with when you first moved back here,”
“I haven’t talked to him since the day you showed up to my condo.”
“Bullshit. You had that nigga changing ya tire.” He accused me.
“NO, the fuck I didn’t. I literally haven’t seen or heard from Lamelle in months. He texted me one time calling me a whore and I blocked him.” I unlocked my phone that was in my hand scrolling to my message thread with Lamelle. I pushed the phone in Mikael’s face, “See.” I didn’t have a reason to lie to him.
Mikael looked at the messages and then he pushed my phone from his face. “Well, that nigga must be stalking you cause he was outside the day I went to change ya tire and he said you called him.”
“Are you serious? Do you know all four of my tires were flat when I went back out there? I thought you did that being childish.” I replied, shocked.
Lamelle had vanished into thin air after he cussed me out. I didn’t even bother to read that long ass message he sent me; I blocked him and kept it pushing. I figured he did the same because I hadn’t heard from him, but it creeped me out knowing he had been lurking around my house. It made more sense that he was the one to flatten all my tires, but I didn’t understand why he was doing all the sneaking. It was giving stalker.
“Dead ass?” Mikael said sitting straight up, you could tell the wheels in his head were turning. “Man, that’s the reason I ain’t wanna fuck with you I thought you was tryna play both sides. On some ho shit.”
I mushed him in the side of his head. “Nigga I ain’t never been a ho. Be for real.”
“Shit, ion know with all that freaky shit you be doin’ now. Can never be too sure.”
“Boy fuck you. You made cause I know how to ride dick the right way.”
“IfI was mad it would be cause I wasn’t the one who taught you, but that’s not here nor there. I’m still tryna figure out why you was blowin’ a nigga up.”
“I’m pregnant,” I told him in an even tone.
“You forreal?” Mikael calmly asked me with his eyes staring deep into mine.
