Unexpected Love

Chapter 11

Raye POV

I sat in my car waiting for Layla's shift to be over, I couldn't believe she was pregnant so many things were going through my mind. I honestly never saw my self having any children.

I for damn sure never saw myself having a child by a one night stand. I'm not ready to be a parent, I don't live a safe life and bringing a child into this life wouldn't be fair.

Layla doesn't even know who I am but everyone else does. I feel bad for not wanting this child but I refuse to let them be in the system.

I saw Layla leaving the bar so I exited my car quickly to catch up to her before she could think about leaving.

"Can we please talk about this?" I l pointed in the direction of my car so she could get the hint, she looked at me then my car

"Okay but I have to get home soon, I'm tired and my feet hurt".

"I was thinking you could come by my place so we can talk it out" she looked at me as if I was crazy.

"Hell no, we can either talk in your car or talk in front of my building" She stated opening the car door.

Once she got in I quickly walked to the drivers side getting in and facing her. I noticed her hand rubbing her stomach when she leaned back and that's when I finally took notice on how big her stomach was.

"Can I?" I silently asked her, pointing to the round stomach. With a nod from her I placed my hand on her stomach and I felt my child move.

My child...hmm that sounds strange coming from me

"Do you have a girlfriend? Because I saw a video of you with a girl on Instagram and if you cheated on her with me then you are fucking sick, and it makes me feel away knowing I'm pregnant by a cheater" Layla now ranted out surprising me when she broke the silence.

I sat back and looked straight ahead "I don't date, I'm always down to fuck but relationship aren't for me" I replied.

"So then why did it look like you we're together? and she called you 'bae' or whatever the fuck she called you" Layla said with a confused look on her face.

I tried thinking of who she could be talking about then it clicked that, thinking back at that one time I was with Samorah.

"Listen, like I said I don't do relationship, you we're just supposed to be a good fuck and nothing more"

She scoffed in disbelief " you're sick" she told me with disgust clear in the way she spoke.

"I can't believe I'm having a child by someone like this" she mumbled to herself but I heard her crystal clear.

"I'm not sure what you want me to do"

She looked at me leaning towards my face "I don't want you to do shit, I didn't ask you to do anything YOU wanted to talk to Me" she spoke with anger poking my shoulder.

She reached for the door handle but I put it on child lock, not wanting her to leave the car.

"Open the fucking door I want to go home!" She yelled at me but I ignored her trying to figure out what to say next. It's not everyday that you find out you have a child on the way by a one night stand.

"I need you to help me figure out what we are going to do, and you're not leaving this car until we do"

She sat there for a minute and I wondered what was going through her head, after staying quiet she finally spoke "my next appointment is this Thursday at 3:00 I'll give you my number to stay in contact and from there we will figure it out" she took a deep breath

"Now would you please let me out so I can go home..." she said with a crack in her tone.

I unlocked the door and watched as she walked to her car that was two cars in front of me.
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I walked into the house not really in the mood, if I'm being honest I'm not really sure how I feel right now.

Part of me is excited to be having a kid...but do I really want a kid with the life I'm living. Lord knows when I'll get out of this lifestyle.

It was basically passed down to me and it's all I know. There's a slim chance of me getting to go to school and be the detective I always dreamed to be.

But I doubt that'll happen

"What's got you so deep in thought?" My Bestfriend asked me. I just looked at him and saw my vision blur by the tears that was ready to leave my eyes.

"I need to tell you something" with a shaky voice and hands I lead us to the living room that was grey, black and white with a glass coffee table in the middle.

"What's the matter?" He asked me with concern and that soft voice that never fails to calm me down every time.

"I'm not sure how you will react but um" I hesitated on telling him not sure on how I want to.

"I um...I got someone pregnant" I mumbled but I knew he heard me by how stiff his body went.

I sat there scared at his silence, switching from bouncing my leg and rubbing my hands up and down my legs.

"I told you if continued to mess around it would catch up to you one of these days" he stated and I knew he was right.

Some days I'm careless and some days I'm not, that day just happened to be a day I was careless.

"What are you going to do?" I shook my head at the question.

"I don't want to be like them" I said not being able to hold my tears in anymore, I began to cry.

I refuse to be like my parents, they broke me in the worse way possible and I'm still picking up the pieces.

Marcus turned me to him by my shoulders wiping my tears with me, "I want you to listen to me and I want you to listen good Nya"

"You are nothing like them so get that thought out of your head, you be in that child's life. Do you understand me ?" He spoke shaking my shoulders lightly, speaking with demand.

He patted my back and started to smile "you son of bitch...I'm going to be an uncle" I laughed at his excitement.

"She's going to the doctor on Thursday, I'm going with her then maybe try and get her to meet you, she's not exactly nice" I said to him thinking about the smart remarks and attitude Layla usually have.

"Alright I'll be waiting but in the meantime I'm going to sleep, I know I don't say it much but I love you and I'm proud of you Nya" I looked at my Best friend and hugged him.

He walked away leaving me to sit in the living room by myself, so I decided to text Layla then look at some stuff to create the baby's room.