Fallon
Two weeks later.
It had been two weeks since we took the home pregnancy test. The earliest appointment I could get was for, two weeks from now. Not much has changed. I was still living with granny, and me and Rylan were still not on much of speaking terms. He checked on me daily though so that was something.
"You gotta eat something Fallon." Sevyn said as she sat on Rico's lap and he rubbed her belly. I laid sprawled out on the couch.
"I'm not hungry." I said. I was extremely nauseous and couldn't keep anything down, I was over it.
"That's it. I'm not going." My granny said bringing me a Gatorade.
"Granny please go to Dallas and see daddy. I'll be fine." I said.
"No absolutely not. You're not eating. And these two love birds over here ain't gone keep watching you for me."
"She ain't lying about that part. I know how to fix your ass up. But you don't want me to call him." Rico said.
"Please do not call Rylan over here. I am fine." I said.
"Why they can't call me?" Rylan asked coming through the front door.
"Oh hey baby how you doing?" My grandma asked kissing his cheek.
"What the hell?" I asked.
"I didn't call." Rico said putting his hands up in surrender before returning them to Sevyn's belly.
"Nah he didn't call. But you weren't answering the phone so I figured I would just come over. What's going on?" He asked me sitting down next to me on the couch.
"The baby is kicking her ass." Sevyn said. Rolling my eyes at her I returned my attention to the tv. They were getting on my nerves.
"And I was gonna go to Dallas. But I don't feel comfortable leaving her here while she's not feeling good." My granny said.
"Nah it's all good Ms. Gladys, go head to Dallas." Rylan said.
"Thank you." I said relieved.
"She's coming back home today." He said. Sitting up straight I almost gave myself whiplash at how crazy I was looking at him.
"Oop I heard that." Sevyn added being messy.
"Um what?" I asked.
"You heard me. Go head and get in the car, im grabbing your things." He said. I sat with my mouth wide open.
"You heard the boy, go get your ass in the car." My grandma said.
"Granny."
"Gone Fallon nobody got time to keep repeating they selves." Rico joked laughing. Rolling my eyes I grabbed my blanket and slid on my house shoes going outside, and getting in the car.
Sitting in the passenger seat, I watched as Rico and Rylan brought all my shit out. Shaking my head I was annoyed.
Once he was done Rylan climbed in the drivers seat.
"You could have asked if I wanted to move back in?" I said as he drove away from my grandmas house.
"That would have implied that I cared what you thought. Which I don't." He said.
"Why do you even want me to live with you if you're going to be like this?"I asked.
"Because I want to know if our baby is good at all times. Considering he or she is temporarily attached to you for the time being that means seeing you."
"You used to feel that way about me." I said lowly.
"Fallon shut the fuck up. I still feel that way about you. I still care about your well being and safety, I just can't be with you."
"And why not Rylan?"
"Because you betrayed me." He said loudly.
"I didn't even know!"
"Calm your fucking nerves." He warned.
"No because I don't have to deal with this."
"Actually you do Fallon. As long as you're carrying my child, you gone deal with whatever when it comes to me. Because that's the same reason I have to deal with you, so shut up and relax. It is what it is." He said pulling up to the house. The car was silent. I already hated being pregnant now I hated even more than anything that it was by him. Getting out the car I slammed the door behind me.
"Don't slam another one!" He yelled after me. Rolling my eyes I unlocked the front door going in the house, I slammed it behind me also. Taking a seat on the couch.
Coming in the house carrying my things, he closed the door behind him.
"Keep fucking with me, and your son or daughter won't have a mother." He said.
"No you keep fucking with me and they won't have a damn father." I said rolling my eyes.
Shaking his head, he walked past me.
"Where are you going?" I asked following him to the backyard.
"Go back in the house man."
"No what are you doing? You wanted me here just to leave me by myself." I said.
"Fallon please man go inside. I need to smoke."He said.
"Fine." I said closing the patio door.
I went back in the house. Settling into the couch. I missed smoking. Hell I missed drinking too.
So far my pregnancy was not what I had expected it to be. But I had no one to blame but myself, I had ruined our entire relationship and he hated me for it. I didn't feel like now was a good time for us to be bringing a child into the world but like my grandma said "science and God always win."
Coming back in the house, his clothes reeked of weed.
"I know you ain't been eating but that ain't gone fly here. I'm about to cook, tell me what you want." He said his eyes low.
"Oooh some loaded baked potato soup. Extra bacon please."I said my mouth watering from the thought.
"Hell nah my baby ain't about to be eating that swine either. We raising him or her up to be Muslim also." He said.
"Oh yeah?" I asked chuckling. "Who decided that?"
"I did." He said. "But I'll make your soup but I'm holding the bacon. You gotta stop eating that shit man." He said starring at me. My mouth was still watering, but this time I was rushing to the restroom. Throwing up, I dry heaved because my stomach was empty.
"Do most women throw up this much?" Rylan asked dabbing at my forehead with a cold towel.
"I don't know Ry. This is my first time being pregnant." I said sarcastically.
"Just lay down, I'll bring your soup to you." He said helping me to my feet. I felt awful and for the first time I didn't even have a rebuttal. I was going to lay my ass down.
