Becoming Lovers

7

Who would have thought, the next time that I saw this man that he would be passed out on a stretcher next to me? This man passed the fuck out once the doctor asked him was he the father. I was dreading this moment because I never truly intended on telling David that I was pregnant. I mean could you blame me? This man had broke my heart four months ago and treated me like someone off the streets. I was this man's best friend for a decade and he had the audacity to live a secret life without telling me. The truth of the matter is here we were in the same room together again and I was dreading every moment of it. I had no intentions on calling this man, but my health and safety was at risk. The only thing that I could remember was that I was driving and started to feel different pains in and under my stomach with a bit of cramping and once I opened my eyes, everything was fuzzy and I was laying in a hospital bed. Believe it or not, David was the only person besides my father that I trusted with my safety. I'm a very private person and didn't like a lot of people in my business, so yes my last resort was to call David. I had always wondered after all this time, what my words would be if I ever was to speak to him again. I knew he wanted an explanation but my heart was still plastered on the pavement. I was always a cold bitch and what he did made it completely worse.

Everyday this nigga sent flowers to my house, for some reason he still had my location, so he would DoorDash me things, was still putting money in my accounts you know and even sending text messages to try to get my attention. It's not like I wasn't appreciative for the gestures, it just was not going to solve the fact that he was fucking me and some bitch that he never even fucking mentioned to me. Now here he was, yet again in my presence. I would be lying if I said I didn't miss being under him. His arms always made me feel safe and secured me and I felt protected. But not so more of the fact, that I missed just looking at his ass. Chile that man was one sexy ass motherfucker to me. My hormones made me want to jump his bones on one end and then here I am on the other end wanting to stab the fuck out of him and shoot him in the fucking knee caps for breaking my heart.

I was still trying to wrap my head around the diagnosis behind my symptoms and the complications I had been having lately. The reason behind my behavior for the past three weeks from the intensive cramping was that I was pregnant. The one word I thought I would never hear until I married the man of my dreams. Yet here I was pregnant, alone and the person that I wanted a future with already had a family to attend to. I was still pissed at him from everything that happened and I didn't want any parts of him not even being in my child's life. He was going to be here for this moment, but after, I didn't want to ever see him again and I was standing ten toes down on that decision. After a while we were still in the room waiting for the nurse to come in to do an ultrasound to see how far along I was and this nigga was still passed out on the fucking stretcher. So I took the liberty, grabbing the cup of water from my bedside and threw it in his face along with the cup at his head as I watched him jump onto his feet. He looked over at me with a pissed expression, but once he saw my face, his face softened and he sat next to me on the bed. "Ari, I am so sorry, I'm sorry I wasn't here for you" he began to say as he took my hand and placed a kiss upon it. Seeing him again brought butterflies on one end and then on the other was pure hatred for him. All I could do was snatch my hand from his and slap the fuck out of his face. "I can't trust you anymore, I trusted you with my body and my life, but you refused to tell me you was in a whole relationship and you had a child ?! That's low even for you" I semi yelled as I looked at him with pure disgust. His presence alone was pissing me off and made me regret even calling him in the first place. I knew it was going to trigger the same emotions and different ones but I wanted him to know that I was pregnant and that was that. Before he could say anything , the doctor and nurse walked back into the room with the ultrasound machine. "Alright, we are going to go ahead and take a look mommy and see how far along you are" the doctor said with a small smile on her face. I was nervous but a bit excited despite the situation. I always wanted to be a mom and this was going to be my chance to finally be one. The nurse began the process of the ultrasound, taking pictures and determining how far along I was. "There is something to be concerned about here" the nurse began to say as she pointed to two different spots that seemed to be close together. Immediately I felt scared and tensed up concerned but the nurse reassured me that everything was going to be ok. "No, Ms Simmons, its ok, everything looks fine, there is a discovery here and it looks to be another baby inside of you" she began to explain as I looked at her with a blank expression before I glanced back at the screen. My heart was pounding on the inside but on the outside my eyes were filled with tears. I glanced over at David but he was no longer standing. He had passed out again but this time the doctor was able to catch him. This shit was hella unexpected but my kids were going to be good no matter what. The nurse proceed to wipe the jelly off my belly as she began to explain the things that needed to be done for the most part. I looked to be about 17 weeks pregnant and I was still trying to figure out why in the hell did it take this long for my symptoms to show. I was happy, but then at the same time I knew David was wanting to have that talk with me and I wasn't ready for it.

As we pulled up into my driveway, David looked over at me with sadness in his eyes as he grab my hand and looked at me with an unreadable expression. It was like he was scared to say the words he wanted to say to me. I truly had no intentions on saying any other words to him but we were going to have to talk about the situation with the babies. "I just want to say this to you and you can feel what you wanna feel afterwards. I'm glad you came to the hospital for me, but it doesn't change the fact that I no longer trust you. So with that being said, I want absolutely no contact with you. My business is taking off and I have more opportunities coming in and I am willing to raise the twins alone without you. The only reason I never considered having an abortion is because I never believed in killing an innocent child. So after today, delete my number and I truly mean that. " I was finally able to get those words off my chest since we left the hospital. I'm not quite sure what was holding me back at first, but it felt nice to have that weight lifted off my shoulders for the first time in four months. As I was opening the door to get out, he pulled onto my arm and crashed his lips into mines as the butterflies suddenly came gushing back into my stomach. It felt like our first kiss all over again and I was a sucker for his touch. His lips, the swirling of his tongue against mines, the gentle rubs from his touch made me melt into his arms even more. No matter how much I tried to run away from it, no matter how hard I tried to get him out my mind, it was hard to get over this man. How can you share a life with someone for eleven years and recently fall in love with them and up and try to distance yourself from them? At that moment I was just like fuck everything bad I ever said to him and everything that happened between us, I needed him, hell I wanted him.

"Don't ever say no shit like that to me Ariana, I will kill you my damn self if you think about taking my kids away from me. I've always loved you and I want to continue to love you, you got my seeds now and I want this shit to work you hear me?" He said as he raised an eyebrow as he mugged the fuck out of me for even thinking the way that I was. All I could do was nod. My hormones were all over the place and the only thing that was happening was me getting wetter from his tone. I had to continue to stand my ground, he needed to work harder to earn my trust back. "I hear you David, but you need to get rid of her. I understand she has your child too but you owe me that. You broke my heart, not the other way around David. The fact she never knew about me pisses me off, yet you was bending me over all over the house where you got that bitch laying her head at now" I responded as I became annoyed again revisiting the past that had presently brought us to where we were now. It was his fault that we were like this, but it was also my fault that I let him in so easy. We only knew each other as friends, but we never got the chance to take it slow in a relationship for him to know the type of bitch I would be for him. I was furious for even letting him in so easily, but could you blame me? Before he could say anything to me, I got out the car and slammed his door making my way into the house. As much as I wanted him to suffer, I couldn't. I wasn't that evil of a person, I was trying to have a cold heart but that was drastically starting to change. Opening the door to my home, I walked in noticing that all my lights were on just the way that I left them. I could hear the footsteps coming from the living room and I was becoming scared because nobody was suppose to be in here. "So many things I have learned from you. Going through life with you as my guide is like walking on sunshine, with nothing to fear." Were the words that I began to hear from the mysterious voice. Hearing those words replay in my head, my heart began to beat rapidly and I couldn't catch my breathe as the man came closer with a letter in hand that he continued to read from. All he did was smile and continued to read the letter fully throughout. The tears began to fall and I started panicking even more as I backed myself into the wall not believing my eyes. When everything started to go so wrong in my life, it was starting to slowly give me hope again. I was blown away because I felt like a dream and I didn't want to wake up from it.