Later that night, Zac came home from work. Fatima made sure that she cooked him dinner before he got home.
"You cooked for me and you didn't feel good? That's real love. Thank you baby."
"You're welcome. I was bored all day. All I did was sleep."
"That's exactly what you should've been doing. I'm glad that my baby finally getting you to sit down because you don't listen when I tell you to."
"This baby is picky, and I don't like it."
"We might be having a girl. Where you about to go fully dressed?"
"My parents house. I feel like bothering my mama today."
"You want me to go with you? I don't want you outside alone."
"I'm okay. You just got home. You can relax."
"Ok. Text me when you get there, or I'm coming immediately."
"I got you." She ended up leaving and she made it to her parents house in 30 minutes. She ended up making it to the house at the same time as Pauletta.
"I'm mad at you. You didn't even text me and tell me that you weren't coming."
"I'm sorry. I just didn't feel well, especially not this morning."
"You sick?"
"No, I just didn't feel well."
"You supposed to be at home laying down"
"I've done enough laying down. I wanted to come and bother you."
"You aren't bothering me. Come on." They walked into the house. Fatima took Jr. out of Paulettas arms.
"Why you still got that coat on? It's hot as hell in here."
"I'm about to take it off. Jr got right in my arms just to fall asleep. So petty." She put him down
"Good because he don't be wanting to go to sleep. He's energetic."
"I'm glad that he's energetic. He gives me stuff to do when he's at my house."
"When you have a baby, you'll understand. You'll be wanting to sleep and it'll drive you crazy."
"Mmm"
"What was that?"
"Nothing. I was just agreeing."
"Oh ok. Can you watch him while I get in the shower?"
"Yes. Take your time"
She went upstairs and got in the shower. Denzel walked in the front door.
"This is interesting. I haven't seen you in 4 days."Denzel said
"4 days isn't that long. I've been sick for 4 days."
"You need to go to the hospital. There's no way that you should be sick for 4 days."
"It's possible for somebody to be sick for 4 days. I still called and sent you text messages."
"Yes, but you could've brought your sick ass over."
Fatima laughed.
Denzel went upstairs to the room. Pauletta was just now getting in the shower. He walked into the bathroom. He stared at her.
"What you looking at me for?"
"You still mad at me?"
"Maybe."
"Don't be like that. Talk to me."
"I was pissed. I didn't like how I came to your job and that lady touched you like that. I know the difference between certain things because I'm a woman. That lady wants you. I'm not feeling that at all. On top of that, you acted like you didn't know what I was talking about."
"Let's be real. That was the first time that she ever touched me, and that's why I just brushed it off. I don't pay any of the women that I work with any mind."
"I know that, but you have to set boundaries. I don't like that. She also had the audacity to look at me up and down afterwards, and I almost had to snatch her."
"I know, but I did tell her about that. We had a conversation and I told her not to touch me, and she needed to keep everything strictly professional."
"Thank you."
"Are we good now?"
"We are always good"
"Don't be sarcastic. You know what I meant. Are you still mad at me?"
"I was never mad at you. I was mad at the situation."
"When are you going to put your ring back on though? You looking mighty single right now."
"You haven't noticed that I always take it off to shower and wash dishes? I always put it back on afterwards. I'll never take my ring off just because I'm mad."
"I'm just now noticing that because I rarely come in here while you are showering, unless I plan on doing other things. I didn't get any sleep last night because I thought you were going to kill me. I slept with one eye open."
"I would never kill you while you're sleep. I'd make sure that you are awake so that I can be the last face that you see. I love you though."
"You just threatened to kill me and then told me that you loved me?"
"Yes."
Denzel shook his head. "I love you too, crazy ass."
She stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her. She was on her way out of the bathroom, but Denzel grabbed her. "Where you going?"
"To put some clothes on. I think I need to talk to Fatima."
"Why?"
"I don't know, but I need to talk to her. We haven't had a mother-daughter talk in two months. I feel like she just stopped talking."
"She's been a little distant. She said that she was sick."
"I know Fatima. She ain't sick. She wants to say something but she doesn't at the same time."
"Go talk to her. I want my baby to be good. Even if that means talking to you instead of me."
"She tells you certain things, and she tells me certain things. We both just feel each other in."
*10 minutes later*
Pauletta was downstairs on the couch. Fatima was laying on her.
"You laying on me, but you aren't saying anything. What's going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"You got something to tell me?"
"Are you talking about me missing work?"
"No, you've been distant for a while, especially from me. We went from talking about our days, to you barely talking."
"I know. I don't think that I can hold it in any longer."
"Hold what in?"
"Im pregnant. I don't know why I wanted to wait so long. I'm not regular sick. Morning sickness is taking me out."
"Ohh baby. Im happy for you and Zac. Your secretive ass really tried to hide my grand baby. Morning sickness is no joke, but you have to rest."
"I don't know why I wanted to hide. I have a whole bump under here. Morning sickness is definitely something that I didn't expect. I've heard about it, but it hits harder."
"I know. I get it though. I only told the people that were in this house that I was pregnant. My own family didn't know til I was 7 months. Don't hide it from me though. Even if you need to just lay on me to feel some relief, you can. I'm always here. I missed our girl talks."
