"Julissa don't be sad mami. It's just overnight. I'll be home tomorrow."
"I know but I don't want you to go." She pouted.
"I promise I'll be home before you know it." I said as I gave my baby sister a hug before I walked out of the house and down the driveway where Ahmad was parked on the street. Why this nigga never parked in my driveway was beyond me.
I got in the car and was immediately met with a smile.
"Look at you on time and shit."
"I can be on time when I want to." I replied leaning in and kissing him on his lips. I could tell he'd just finished smoking a black-n-mild. I could still taste the scent on his lips.
"Look, I know how you been talking about wanting to spend more time with me and I've been saying we were but I'm trying to show more effort."
"I see … I see."
I wanted to ask him about the status of him and his crazy ass chick he called his girlfriend but I dare not bring it up and ruin this good mood Ahmad was in. Ever since Ahmad's so called girlfriend Tameeka rolled up on us at the nail shop he'd been laying low. I didn't think too much of it especially since all I could think about was Kwame and seeing the thot he paraded around town as his woman. I really didn't even think of Ahmad until he called to apologize for how Tameeka caused a scene and that's when it finally hit me. If I could convince Ahmad that I was pregnant with his baby then all my problems will be solved.
"I missed you Selina." I turned up my lips and rolled my eyes. I wasn't used to the sentimental Ahmad.
"Yeah whatever. You don't miss me that bad. If you missed me that bad then you would've called me long before now." I asked giving him the impression that I was mad but I wasn't.
"‘Cuz I had to figure some shit out and now that I'm cool a nigga miss you. Is that a bad thing?"
"Naw. I guess it ain't." Ahmad loved when I pouted and when he was in a good mood there's no telling what I'd get him to give me just to get on my good side.
"Don't worry I got us a nice little suite out the way with the right amount of turn up just like you like it too."
Normally, I'd be too excited to hear all of this but the current situation in my stomach had changed things drastically.
"Cool." I replied.
"Don't worry I brought all your favorites too so I don't have to hear your fly ass mouth cussing me out for bringing stuff you don't like."
He pulled up to Motel 6 in Liberty and drove around until he reached the end of the building furthest from the street. Ahmad pulled out the key card and handed it to me.
"Go ahead and go in. I'll bring our stuff inside."
I grabbed my overnight bag in with me. Once I walked in, I decided to go in the bathroom and get myself ready. I needed to look good as hell to drop the baby bomb on him. I needed to look so delectable that he wouldn't even care about nothing else but the sight before him. I examined my ever changing appearance in the mirror and I wondered how Ahmad would even take the news but I prayed that it would go smoothly. I managed to put on my pink lace baby doll nightie and the extra material in the front concealed my tummy perfectly. I turned round and checked my ass out which looked amazing in the piece of lingerie I chose. When I turned back around my reflection caught me off guard. I looked just like my mother and not only did we resemble but my actions mirrored hers as well. When I was Julissa's age, I remember my mother doing whatever she had to do in order for us to survive. I used to swear when I got older that I wouldn't be like that but I've wound up doing the same thing. I guess I can't truly fault myself for doing what I needed to do to survive and if my mother never taught me anything else she taught me how to make it by myself in this cold ass world. She taught me how to be callous and woman up when it was time to get this money so right now me being in my feelings wasn't doing anything but messing up my money and I didn't play that shit. I glanced myself once over before walking out and joining Ahmad. His eyes stayed glued to my body as I walked towards him.
"I love when you wear little sexy shit like this. You seem like you done got a little thicker since the last time I seen you with this jawn on." I knew my apparent weight gain would be noticeable to him since he took great pride in staring at every inch of my body.
"Come sit on daddy's lap." He urged and always aiming to please I obliged.
"Yeah I know I gained a few pounds. Does it look bad?"
"Naw. Not at all. It just make you look sexier in my opinion. It's all in the right places too. That must mean I'm hittin' it right."
"It must be." I winked at him. I watched him as he took a long drag of Kush and then blew out the smoke. He then signaled for me to take the blunt so I could smoke too. I surprised the hell out of him when I declined.
"You don't wanna hit this blunt?" Ahmad asked as he lifted the blunt to his mouth and inhaled again.
"No I'm good. I'd rather watch you." I lied. I wanted nothing more than to hit that blunt but I had stopped smoking the minute I found out I was pregnant.
"What? I don't think I've ever seen you turn down smoking for as long as I've known you. You tripping."
"I'm enjoying watching you." I replied and I knew that I had to sound like a complete idiot telling Ahmad that I didn't want to smoke since he knew I loved to smoke.
"Well since you don't want to smoke, I do have some Crown Royal Apple just for you." He announced and my eyes lit right up when he mentioned my favorite drink but immediately I remembered I couldn't indulge in that either.
"Please don't tell me you don't wanna drink either."
"It's not that I don't wanna drink cuz you know that's my shit its just I can't."
"And why can't you? I brought it just for you. You know I only drink Henny." I got off of Ahmad's lap and then decided that this was the moment of truth. The moment in which I would choose to come clean with him and see how he would react.
"I can't drink or smoke because … I'm pregnant Ahmad."
"What the fuck? Are you serious right now?"
"Hell yeah I'm serious."
"How far along are you?"
"Almost three months."
"Well why are just telling me now?"
"Because I didn't know how you would take it. I wanted to tell you that day we were at the nail salon but all that drama popped off with your girlfriend. So I just kept it to myself. I was scared Ahmad." I confessed and started to cry. When tears started rolling down my face, I surprised my own damn self at my own stellar performance. I really needed to look into acting after I had this baby.
"I know it's scary being pregnant but you don't have anything to worry about ‘cuz you got me and as long as you got my seed I'm gonna always be there for you and my lil shorty."
"Really? I thought you would want me to get an abortion or something."
"Naw, and abort my seed? Hell naw. I want you to have my baby and I'm gonna be there every step of the way. First order of business is we need to get your own place. I don't want my son having to share shit with anybody else."
"Your son? I never told you it was a boy."
Ahmad placed his hands on my stomach and smiled.
"Oh you're having my son. And he gon' be so fly watch. I cant believe I'm gonna be a dad." He leaned up and kissed me on my lips and inwardly I breathed a sigh of relief since my plan fell in place perfectly without me really having to do anything at all.
Charmaine
Chapter 15
When I looked down and saw who had been calling me I couldn't help but have an attitude. Here I thought it was Tariq calling me explaining where he's been for the past week and it ended up being Kwame's ass calling me probably on some bullshit.
"Hello." I answered dryly.
"Oh so you finally answer the phone. What's up with you? I've been calling you for the past month and you haven't returned any of my messages."
"I've been busy."
"That's a damn lie and you know it."
"Say whatever you want but I be having stuff to do and it doesn't involve being stuck up underneath yo' ass."
"Why haven't you brought my son to see me?"
"Why haven't you gotten rid of that bitch you with?"
"Come on Charmaine are you serious? Kyhanna has nothing to do with me and you being able to parent our son. I went from seeing him every day to now not seeing him at all. How do you think that makes me feel?"
"Hmmm it seems like you know what I went through when you decided to kick our relationship to the curb. I went from having a man to having nothing at all. So now you know what it feels like."