“What do you mean other options? You don’t need any other options. We need a little time to process this, but we’ll work through it,” Zumo assured me. My head snapped so hard in his direction I felt like my neck was about to pop out of place.
“We absolutely need other options. Time is the last thing we need. A baby grows more by the day and after a certain number of weeks you can’t terminate a pregnancy. We need to handle this now, like tomorrow.” I looked at him like he was crazy.
“Brick relax,” Zumo said as he placed his head in his hands.
“I can’trelax. The FBI is crawling so deep in my ass if I fart, they want to know if I ate Chipotle. Somebody’s stealing from my members. I don’t know if my brother’s involved. My daddy almost died today. My life is falling apart and nowthis.”I twisted my face up like I bit into a Cry Baby piece of gum.
“I understand you’re scared,” Zumo retorted as he stood up and walked back over to console me.
“I’m not scared, I’m fixing the situation because that’s what I do. I fix shit. Now call that doctor in here so he can point me to some options. I already set up an appointment with my primary care provider this Friday and wait until I tell her that the headaches were from a baby. I didn’t even realize I missed my period. Lord, I don’t know if I’m coming or going.” I rambled nervously as I looked down at my hands.
“Brick I don’t agree with this,” Zumo told me as he stared at me eye to eye.
“Are you serious? This is my decision.” I retorted not believing that he had the audacity to feel like he had a say in what I did with my body.
“You’re right, it’s your decision, but it’s mine too. Listen when I lost my wife, there was nothing I could do to save her or my daughter. I never even got the chance to meet my baby girl. I won’t ask you to keep this baby because it is your body, but if you choose to end our child’s life, please don’t ask me to live with that. I don’t want any part in it,” he told me as he backed away from the hospital bed.
“If anybody should understand why I want to end this pregnancy it’s you. If your wife hadn’t gotten pregnant, she would still be here,” I spat angrily.
“I know you are going through a lot and I’m right here to help with every piece of it but won’t support you killing my fleshand blood.” Zumo kissed me on the forehead and walked away from the bed. When he made it to my room door, he grabbed the knob and looked back, “Your father is awake and stable, your brother called and told me to give you the news. I told you he would be ok,” he smiled sadly at me before turning the knob and walking out.
I would have rather he yelled at me, cursed me out, or told me to get the fuck out of his life instead of peacefully ripping my heart into a million tiny pieces with a forehead kiss and a sad smile.
Chapter Seventeen
Trallis McDaniel
AK was ruining my life, and I was beginning to curse the day I laid eyes on that big dick monster. He was on a rampage, and I was working overtime to monitor the credit reports of every person I had highlighted in my paperwork. Not only had he taken over every account I created in Ny’Airy’ s name, but he had also created six more profiles for six other members who were highlighted. He couldn’t have been working alone; he had to have a team of scamming niggas working with it. I couldn’t keep up and more and I was counting down the days until I could tell Cozart about what was going on.
It had been weeks since he reached out and offered to cook dinner for me so we could talk about the baby I wasn’t carrying. He hadn’t said another word about the dinner or the baby since then. These days he floated into the gym, handled his business, and floated out of there barely paying attention to anybody around him. Something had his nose wide open. He and Ny’Airy barely talked in the gym so it couldn’t have been her, maybe It was someone new?
I had no time to play the guessing game, so I decided to request the day off, and initiate this conversation Cozart asked me to have. He needed to know that me and his imaginary baby weren’t going anywhere.
ME: HEY BABY DADDY, JUST REACHING OUT TO SEE IF YOU FORGOT ABOUT THE DINNER AND CONVERSATION WE ARE SUPPOSED TO HAVE. HOW DOES TONIGHT SOUND?
After texting him I slid out of bed and went to shower. After getting dressed, I went into my home office and found my template for doctor’s visits. I knew that when I made it to Cozart’s house he would ask to see proof that I went to the doctor. I typed up a positive pregnancy test result and used the letter head of a nearby hospital. I then researched their women doctors, added her name to the bottom of the letter, printed it, and signed on top. I used a blank envelope to print out the hospital’s letter head, folded the note, and put it inside after and folding and unfolding the note multiple times so it wouldn’t look brand new.
When I looked down at my phone, there was a message waiting from Cozart. I smiled and opened it.
FN DEAD BEAT:I haven’t forgotten about you I just wanted to give you some time to get to the doctor. I realized that you can’t request appointments that fast. I know you’ve been by now so we can discuss next steps. Meet me at my house tonight at 8pm and bring your appetite.
I smiled and twerked in my seat as my plan began to form more layers. Initially, I just wanted to lie to him about AK and get the heat off my ass but now I realized I could go even further. I had proof that I went to the doctor and was “pregnant,” Cozart couldn’t get me pregnant if I was already pregnant. So, I could make up a BS excuse about being extra horny since I’ve been carrying his baby, convince him to fuck me unprotected, and really get pregnant. After I was really pregnant, there would beno reason to pretend. The plan was brilliant. Now I just needed to make myself look as fuckable as possible.
ME: SOUNDS GOOD SEE YOU THEN
I texted him back, locked my computer, slid the envelope into my purse, and grabbed my keys on the way out the door. It was almost noon and I had a lot to do to prepare. First, I needed to get a last-minute wax. I needed my pussy and my asshole to be balder than Steve Harvey under his lace front wigs. After that I needed to get a manicure, pedicure, get my hair and eyelashes done, and I needed to buy me something sexy to wear. I knew I was about to spend over one thousand dollars, and I was grateful for my old reliable credit card that AK knew nothing about.
“If I ever run into that bastard again I’m going to shoot him in the face,” I said aloud as I walked out of the door and locked it behind me.
After a full day of pampering, I knew I looked like a bad bitch as I followed the GPS directions to Cozart’s condo. After forty-five minutes, I pulled into a driveway and admired the property overlooking a beautiful hiking trail. I whistled low and pulled my mirror visor down so I could admire today’s handiwork. My hair was gorgeous, soft makeup, long alluring eyelashes, and I knew I smelled like a bakery.
“I know he’s going to want to fuck me because I want to fuck me,” I bit my bottom lip and winked at my reflection. I had just gone off my period, and I was hornier than a down low brother at a male stirp club. I was definitely getting fucked tonight.
I whipped out my phone texted,I’m Outsideto Cozart and turned off the ignition while grabbing my purse. When I stepped out of the car, his front door opened and he came outside of the door wearing a tank top, and linen pants. He walked down the driveway to the car, opened my car door, andreached for my purse as I got out of the car. My eyes went wide; there was no way this was the same nigga that used to have me meeting him in hotel rooms. He had never opened a car door for me in the amount of time I had known him.
It’s because he knows you are carrying his babymy thoughts rang out loudly, causing me to blush.
If being pregnant was getting me this type of treatment, I should have lied and pretended to be pregnant a long time ago. He reached for my purse, and I handed it to him as he held my hand and helped me out of the car. My pussy clenched in anticipation.
