Stokeley G
After our last conversation, Jahseh and I hadn't talked in a week. I couldn't bring myself to call him, even though I really wanted to.
Because then I would be saying he was right.
Flashback
"You only want to be with me because I had someone new," I spat to jahseh through the screen.
"I wasn't even worried about you. I went about my life with my wife, as you recall you showed up at MY house. Not the other way around," he yelled. "You wanted me and you still want me now. You're just too stubborn to get over yourself and let go of past shit."
"No I'm not, I just don't want to be with someone I can't trust."
"Then break up with me. Because I don't want to be with someone who's always gonna be waiting for me to fuck everything up," he spat.
"Okay well then I guess we're done," I stated.
He rolled his eyes, "goodbye Stokeley." The line clicked.
End of Flashback
Our last words shouldn't have been those ones. We could have worked. We would have worked. But the two of us aren't mature enough to be together. Let alone be having a baby.
I wasn't even thinking about the baby in all this. At all. And that's the worst part. The baby. How am I supposed to coparent with Jahseh if my heart aches just knowing I can't hold him in my arms anymore.
He's not mine anymore.
