Chasing Storm

38. Lets Get it Started!

~ Yasmine ~

"I'm fucking tired of crying Bri."

"Then stop fucking crying, duh!" Bri said, rolling her eyes.

I'm bout to knock her out.

"It's not that easy."

I watch her take a bite of her food and slowly chew it to her satisfaction, then take a sip of her drink before finally looking up at me.

"You see, that's where your wrong. It's very easy especially when the guy you crying over is a piece of dog shit that lead you to believe he wanted you but was really playing with your emotions and also turned out to be married! You shouldn't be crying over that old ass man, you should be fucking pissed because that bitch didn't care about you enough to be honest with you and to top it all off he hasn't even tried to get in touch with you!" She expressed, taking another bite of her food.

"I blocked his number." I said.

"Okay and? If he wanted you bad enough he would try his damn hardest to find any possible way to communicate with you babe.... Because that's what real men do. But instead you hasn't spoken to or seen him in weeks! Shit, If I were you I would be locked up by now but I also know that your not me and that it's harder for you to detach yourself from certain situations, so as your best friend/sister Im telling you that you need to forget about the egg head motherfucker."

"Bri! Don't you think I know that! I would love to forget about him but I actually really liked him and NOW I'm pregnant by him! I can't just DETACH myself from them."

"But you can though! All you gotta do is turn off them emotions like your a vampire from Vampire Diaries then run that niggas pockets for that child support and take everything he got! Duh."

I pushed back from the table and got up, " I can't stand your ass." I chuckled, then started walking away.

"Listen hoe, I gave you my advice. You could either take it or leave it but I ain't sugarcoating shit, go to Ella sappy ass if that's what you was looking for."

I walked into the kitchen and went straight to the fridge. Opening it, I stared inside, looking for something but I don't know what. Every time I tried to think about something else my mind always seem to take me back to Carter (the dean) and the fact that I actually have a baby inside of me.

I know I said I wanted an abortion at first but as the days go on, I realized that I was starting to lean more towards the fact that I actually might want to have this baby.

I know I don't need him. I have enough money and I have support. I genuinely can take care of this baby on my own.

But are you ready for that?

"Yaz, I need to run to the store and get some heavy cream and and extra block of cheese for the Mac or else I'm not making it." Bri yelled from the living room.

Standing to full height, I close the fridge and walked out of the kitchen.

"It's okay I can go get it. I need some air anyways." I said.

"Are you sure? I can do it." She said, meeting me in the hall.

"No it's fine, get started on what you can and I'll go get the stuff."