𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

seventeen

By the time I got home with Ariah it was late. To be honest I didn't want to come home so I was stalling. He's been calling me throughout the day but I just sent him straight voicemail.

When I unlocked the door I showed Ariah to her room and took my shower downstairs instead of the one connected to our room.When I went in my room after I was finished, Nahmir was leaning on the dresser while on his phone.

"Where you been at all day, why you been ignoring my calls?" He looked up from his phone and I ignored him as I walked in the bathroom.

"Chantelle." He followed me.

"I spent the day with Ariah, I was just clearing my head." I mumbled while looking in the mirror brushing my hair as he stood behind me.

I put my brush down and he tried to grab my hand but I snatched away from him with an attitude.

"Chantelle I'm sorry." He said sincerely. "You know I love you I didn't mean to hurt you." He said looking at me through the mirror and I turned around facing him.

"I know you." I said softly.

"I just want to know what's going on, cause I feel like you keeping something from me." I said quietly.

"This ain't the right time."

"Don't worry about it then, nevermind."I mumbled leaving out of the bathroom and going into the closet.

I pulled out a pillow and covers and gave it to him.

"Bye, sleep on the couch." I climbed into bed.

"Stop playing." He dropped it on the bed and stood in front of me while I was sitting up in the bed.

"Or what, you gone grab me again?" I said with an attitude.

"Chill out Chantelle I told you- You didn't mean to, it's okay though." I cut him off and he looked at me for a second then stood up putting the cover back in the closet.

"Ight." He mumbled.

"You gone tell the truth?" I asked looking at him.

"You trust me?"

"Can you just say it damn." I yelled.

"I got a baby?" He said and I felt like my heart dropped to my stomach.

"You have another baby?" I looked into his eyes.

"Listen, I- how old is the baby?" I cut him off.

"She just had him two months ago." He said.

"What the fuck you mean two months ago?" I got out of bed walking towards him.

"Huh." I yelled.

"I ain't cheat on you." He yelled.

"We were pregnant at the same time for a while so explain." I got louder.

"Me and you wasn't even together." He said.

"So you lied right?" I said.

"Not once did I ever lie to you." He yelled.

"You basically said it doesn't matter cause me and you was just chilling but did you not tell me it meant something to you." I looked at him sideways.

"Stop putting words in my mouth. Chantelle I met her a month before I met you. What me and her did was a one time thing. I wasn't even talking to her when I met you. I ain't never lie to you about shit like that. She popped up a few months ago saying that she was pregnant with my baby." He said and I just stood there because I didn't know how to feel.

"Did you get a DNA test?" I asked.

"Nah not yet." He mumbled.

"You so fucking- how the fuck did you not get a fucking a dna test." I cut myself off.

"Stop fucking yelling damn." He stood over me.

"Well if you weren't so dumb I wouldn't be yelling." I said looking at him.

"I told you to trust me, you acting like I cheated or something this was before you." He said.

"It's the principle though you could've been brought this up." I said with an attitude and he gently put his arms around my waist to pull us closer together.

"I don't like arguing with you, and I don't want us to start. We need to work this out, and I'm not about lose you over some dumb shit that I could've been real about and you holding back what you want to say." He said looking down on me and I looked at him. "Tell me what you thinking."

"It's just the simple fact that you didn't tell me for months. Don't you think I should know if my baby was to have a sibling, you could've just told me straight up. You asking if I trust you, but if you knew we had trust why keep something like that from me." I said.

"You right, that's my fault I should've just told you when I found out." He said as he let go.

"So Have you seen the baby?" I asked.

"Nah, that's what my momma was over here for she said that I needed to." He mumbled.

"What you gone do?" I asked.

"I'm not dealing with that until I get a DNA test." He said. "Imma do it tomorrow."

"Okay."

I was contemplating on whether I should tell him that I'm going to talk to Langston tomorrow or not. You know since we letting it all out.

"I'm gonna talk to Langston tomorrow." I said.

"For what?"

"His sister said that he's not good and he's basically turning into an alcoholic." I answered.

"And,What that got to do with you?" He asked.

"He won't talk to nobody else and she said that maybe he'll talk to me." I mumbled.

"Ight." He rubbed his hands down his face.

"So we good." He looked at me.

"We good." I smiled.
____________________________________