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I hated that Dre was still mad at her and didn’t bring her himself. I knew Toya, and I knew her reasons for not telling Dre about the pregnancy were good. She had told me everything that happened between her and Dre the other night and I felt for her. I think Toya and Dre’s ass have way more drama than Quan and I because lately things between the two of us have been pretty good. If he was fuckin’ around, he did a damn good job at hiding the shit.
“As ready as I’ll ever be. I’m just ready to get this over with,” she said.
I shook my head and the two of us got out of the c
ar. We walked inside the building, and while Toya went up front to check in, I sat down in the lobby and picked up a magazine. A few minutes later, Toya came and sat next to me and pulled out her phone. I watched as she went to her messages and I could see all of the blue messages but there were no white ones. Which meant that she was constantly texting Dre and he was ignoring her. That shit pissed me off and I wasn’t the one who was getting ignored, so I’m pretty sure she was livid with his ass by now. If a woman hates anything in life, she hates to be ignored especially by a person who claims that they love you. I feel like if you love me like you say you do, then it would be fucking impossible for you to go a day without texting or calling me.
I watched as Toya sucked her teeth and quickly put her phone in her purse. “I don’t know what the fuck to do, Charlie. He knows I’m getting the abortion today because I saw where he read the message. I never in my life felt so fuckin’ defeated before, and it’s making me come across as weak. I’m sick of crying over his ass, but damn, this shit hurts,” Toya said as a few tears slid down her face.
I wrapped my arms around her and let her get it out. Funny how the times have changed because months ago, I was normally the one crying on her shoulder.
“Ms. Latoya Diaz,” the nurse said.
I watched as she quickly wiped her face and then stood up and followed the nurse to the back. I wasn’t going to go back there with her because this was just all too much for me, especially with me being four months pregnant. I never even though that I would ever be sitting in an abortion clinic, but I swear, for the ones I loved, I was willing to do anything. Toya swore up and down that this baby was James and not Dre’s, and for the most part, I was a person who tried to stay out of people’s relationship business.
I never even knew about a damn prenatal paternity test until I sat here and read this magazine at the clinic. I mean, these people would perform a procedure, which is known as amniocentesis and take a sample of fluid from the womb by inserting a needle through the abdomen. That shit was crazy, man. I wonder if Toya had considered having it done. But the article also said that it’s a dangerous procedure, so I felt like Toya was damned either way. I literally sat my ass there reading all of these magazines, not even paying attention to the time. I heard my phone vibrate in my lap and I looked to see who it was. It was Toya texting me.
Best friend: Hey, they just finished the procedure and I’m about to talk to the doctor now. They said when I’m finished, I have to do some recovery time for about thirty minutes. If you’re hungry or something, you can go and get you something to eat because I may not be done until another hour or so.
Me: Okay, and no, it’s fine, I’ll just get something when we leave.
After I texted her back, I set my phone back down in my lap and continued reading the magazine. I wasn’t complaining about the wait, even though I noticed that three hours had gone by already. Also, it was a Thursday morning and nobody was really there. Maybe like thirty minutes ago someone else came in, but they came back out ten minutes later, so I think they might have changed their minds about having the procedure done. Hell, I didn’t know.
I had to drop my baby off over at my mom’s this morning because Quan was out of town and I didn’t know if I would be out of here in time to pick her up from school. I could have let her go to school and had Monae pick her up, but Monae’s ass had a thing with not being on time, and I didn’t want to risk my baby being the last damn student left at the school. Since being a wife of a famous rapper, I’m often asked why don’t I let my daughter be homeschooled and why I allowed her to go to school with the middle and lower class students. I feel that when famous people do shit like that, then clearly they forgot where the fuck they came from.
Quan and I had received our education in public schools, and I wanted the same for my baby. Yes, she went to school in a better environment than what Quan and I went to, but she was still going to be in a public school setting. I wanted her to be surrounded by people who looked like her, and I never wanted her to get caught up in this lifestyle that her father was living. I say her father because he was the one rapping. Not trying to talk bad against the way anyone else raises their child, but Quan and I did it on our own, and whenever we needed someone to watch China, she would always go over to my mom’s house or his mom’s, or Toya and Monae. Fuck all that having a nanny and shit. I wasn’t about to bring a total outsider into our home. I didn’t care how good her resume looked.
After reading two more magazines, I looked up and Toya was walking out from the back. Her eyes landed on me. One look at her and I could tell that she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. She was carrying a bag with the name of the company written on it, and I’m sure it was pamphlets and they had probably hooked her up with some birth control too. I stood up from my seat, walked over to her and gave her a hug.
“Can you eat?” I asked her once we pulled apart from our hug.
“They told me to make sure I drink lots of fluids, and nothing too heavy. We can go and sit down somewhere and eat,” she said and I nodded my head and let her lead the way.
I noticed that she was walking kind of slow, so I assumed that she was in pain. When we got to the car, I shot Monae a text message, telling her to meet us at Red Lobster for lunch. Quay was out of town with Quan, so she wasn’t going to be up under his ass all day.
After driving for another thirty minutes, we pulled up to Red Lobster. I parked the car and the two of us got out. I led the way for us, and we made our way inside the restaurant, where I held the door open.
“Hello, welcome to Red Lobster. Will it just be the two of you?” the very energetic waitress asked us as soon as we stepped in the door.
“It’ll actually be three of us. She’s on her way,” I said.
“Okay, follow me.” She grabbed two menus off the front table and led us to the back. We were seated toward the middle of the restaurant at a large booth and Toya and I sat across from each other.
“Your waiter will be with you shortly. Enjoy,” she said, placing a menu in front of each of us, and then walking back up to the front.
As if on cue, as soon as she left, my phone started ringing. I looked down and it was my husband calling. I didn’t even realize that I hadn’t talked to his ass all day.
“Hey, baby,” I cooed as soon as I answered the phone.
“What’s good with you? What you doing?” he asked me in that deep as voice of his. I smiled, missing him.
“I’m at Red Lobster with Toya, and your sister is on her way,” I told him.
“Oh yeah, you did tell me that sis was going to have that taken care of today. Pass her the phone right quick, let me talk to her for a minute,” Quan said.
I smiled as I passed the phone to Toya. I swear I loved the little brother and sister relationship they had. As Toya talked on the phone with Quan, I scanned the menu to see what I wanted. I heard Toya laugh at whatever my crazy ass husband said, and then she passed the phone back to me.
“When are you coming back home?” I asked him as soon as I got back on the phone.
