For: mrswade3
*Warning(s): Sex scene and foul language*
"Aaniyah you're pregnant." I sighed looking in the mirror. There was no denying that I was pregnant I had taken three pregnancy tests that were all positive and I even went to the doctors who had confirmed my pregnancy. I didn't understand how I could be pregnant, Kevin and I always used protection.
I was scared of how Kevin would react. He had been under a lot of stress lately due to his injury and I don't think adding children to the mix would be a good thing. I was beyond nervous about telling him.
"Aaniyah," I could hear Kevin calling me from the bedroom. I rolled my eyes, I didn't want to deal with him right now. He had turned me into his personal servant with all the things he had expected me to do for him.
"Yes, dear?" I asked as nicely as I could.
"Get me some water," he commanded.
I glared at him, "there's water right there," I said pointing to the water sitting right beside him on the nightstand.
He looked at the water and turned to look back at me. "That water is old I want new water. I'm thirsty, hurry up." Kevin said shooing me away with his hand.
My mouth dropped to the floor in shock. He had gotten much ruder as the days had gone on. Instead of saying anything I closed my mouth and stomped down the stairs angrily to get him some water.
"Don't stress yourself out, Aaniyah, it isn't good for the kids," I told myself rubbing my stomach.
"Aaniyah, where's my water?" I heard Kevin yelling from upstairs. I rolled my eyes before stomping back up the stairs and handing Kevin his water.
I waited for him to say thank you, but he said nothing in response and kept his eyes on the TV.
"What's your deal?" When he didn't respond or acknowledge my presence I stormed over to the TV and unplugged it.
"What the fuck was that for?" Kevin asked angrily.
"I've been busting my ass off doing everything you want and you can't even pay attention to me. I don't know what your problem is, but you don't need to take it out on me because I have my own stuff I'm dealing with." I tried my hardest to keep calm and not yell at him, but he was making it hard for me to keep my composure.
"What could you possibly be dealing with? You don't work, I pay for every thing, there isn't possibly a thing you could be stressed about because I take care of every damn thing while you sit at home all day on your lazy fat ass." Kevin spoke back at me finally paying attention to me.
"I'm pregnant, shithead." I lost my temper and screamed at him.
"That's great you're pregnant. Now tell me whose baby is it?" Kevin asked.
My heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach. Could he really ask that question when I've been nothing but faithful to him.
"They're yours," I told him while tears started to fall from my eyes. I wasn't angry anymore just sad.
"Hold up you're pregnant with more than one child?" He asked looking shocked.
I nodded my head not being able to speak.
"I'm going to ask you one more time who you slept with. Who did you sleep with?" He asked looking furious.
"The only person I've slept with is you they are yours." I tried explaining to him, but he didn't listen.
