Jahseh Onfroy
By the time I had made it back to my apartment the only thing I wanted to do was take a bath and through myself into my bed.
Today had been exhausting enough for three months. I used my key and unlocked my door. I walked in and all of my lights were off just how I had left it. I dropped my bag at the door and kicked my shoes off. I felt around the wall for the light switch and switched the lights on.
"Holy shit!" I jumped when I saw Stokeley sitting on my couch with tears rolling down his face. "What the fuck are you doing in my apartment?"
"I need to talk to you Jahseh please!" He begged me.
"I don't want to talk to you," I admitted. "I really don't."
"You don't have to talk, just listen."
"I'm done listening to you," I stated. "I don't want you in my life. I barely want you in the baby's life, and until the baby comes... we have nothing to talk about."
"Jahseh please?" By now he was a mess. He had snot and tears drenched all over his face and he was not letting up.
"Fine!" I snapped. "Just let me take a shower and eat something first. I have a feeling you're about to ruin my appetite."
"You don't have to yell," he mumbled.
"You're pissing me off," I pointed out. I left the living room and stormed off into my bedroom, slamming and locking the door behind me. The last thing I wanted was for him to know where I live.. but here we are.
I opened my closet and the smell of clean clothes hit my nose, instantly making me feel some sort of comfort. I gathered a pair of socks, boxers, some gray sweatpants, and a plain white T-shirt.
I took my clothes with me into my bathroom and started my shower routine.
I opened my bedroom door and finally decided to go ahead and speak with Stokeley. I had already been done with my shower for about fifteen minutes but I just had to mentally prepare myself for this conversation.
I walked into the hallway, finally making my way to the living room.
Stokeley stood from the couch when he saw me, following me into the kitchen,
"When are you due?" He asked.
"In five months," I answered after I grabbed me a water out of the refrigerator.
"You're five months pregnant?" He asked.
"Four."
"I- im so sorry jahseh. Words can't even sum up the amount of guilt and disappointment I feel right now. I have been in love with you from the first time I ever saw you and instead of being a man and asking you out... I went and created this mess and I feel like I just fucked up my whole life and your whole life. I don't know what to do."
I looked at Stokeley, "you did fuck up my life." I chuckled. "When I found out I was pregnant... the first thing I said to the doctor was I wanted an abortion.. because I saw the baby as something tying me to you and that was the last thing I wanted..."
He looked at the floor.
"But once I heard the baby's heartbeat and I saw her on the ultrasound... everything changed... and all I want to do is make her the happiest baby ever. I don't want us to be fighting all the time around her. I want to be able to coparent with you and it not be a problem all the time."
"I want to do that too, but I really want to be with you Jahseh. I love you so much. Words can't even explain.... There has to be something I can do.. I'll do anything.... Wait it's a girl?"
"Yep. And anything?" I asked, this peaked my interest.
"Just say what you want and consider it done, I just want us to be a family and I want to do it the right way this time."
"I want a house. And I want it in my name. I want a big yard and in a good school district so our daughter can grow up happy in a good home. And I want to be able to stay home and take care of her after she's born."
"Okay, we can go house shopping tomorrow," he agreed. "I just want us to be together again."
"It's going to take some time for us to get fully back together but for now we are working on it. But it doesn't change how angry i am at you right now:."
He nodded his head and let out a breath of relief. "I'm really sorry, I really am."