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Trick, Treat or Eat...Nigga

The following morning, Alai after scrolling down google and choosing a black lady doctor that she felt would suit her needs, called and scheduled an appointment with the OBGYN for Halloween day. The weeks seemed to fly by, 6 to be exact, but the day of the appointment was finally here. Alai had seen Salim in passing, but they hadn't really spoken, much outside of bumping to each other at the mailbox and being cordial. She hadn't mentioned anything to him, wanting to wait until she had the first doctor's visit to confirm. Sanaa had agreed to go to the appointment with her after cussing her four ways from Sunday for not listening to her when she told her to watch herself with Salim.

He had a reputation, and they had warned her, yet here she was a little over 3 months after moving in, choked out, and pregnant with the nigga baby. Alai had lost some serious weight from not being able to keep anything down for weeks, and she was probably just imagining it but she felt she saw concern in Salim's eyes when he looked at her in passing as if he could see the toll this was taking on her. Heart longing for him, she knew she saw a similar yearning in his eyes during their quick interactions but never wanted to be the one to act first. These last few days leading up to the appointment she had gotten her appetite back and was eating everything in sight, currently scarfing down the crispy bacon and soft scrambled cheese eggs Sanaa had made for her, she checked her phone and exclaimed through a mouth full of food

 " SHIT!"

 Finishing the food and throwing the plate in the trash she snatched up her jacket and ran towards the door,

 " SANAA COME ON! WE GONE BE LATE!" she heard Sanaa tripping over shit trying to get out of her room door. 

The pair rushed out the door and ran smack into Salim, Alai literally, nose pressed up against his chest inhaled deeply.

 Oh, how she missed this scent.

 Getting ahold of herself before she went on one of her mental tangents she backed up and mumbled an apology eyes glued to the floor.

Salim chuckled that sexy chuckle of his " No worries, everything good? Yall seem to be in a rush", he asked. Alai detected a hint of worry in his tone that made her heart skip a beat, maybe he was finally coming around and telling him this news wouldn't be so hard.

"We. Are" Sanaa said curtly, dragging Alai down the hall away from Salim. They walked quickly down the stairs to the parking lot behind their building and hopped in Sanaa's red Jetta. Alai got in the passenger seat and immediately laid the seat all the way back. Resting one arm across her forehead while the other hand rested lightly on her belly, she lay there enjoying the peaceful rocking of the car on ride to the doctor. Arriving with only a few minutes to spare, Alai hopped out and ran inside to check in while Sanaa parked the car. 

The lobby was empty, so they were called to the back within a few minutes of Sanaa walking inside. After the nurse took her weight and blood pressure readings Alai was directed to a bathroom where she peed in a cup with her name on it and placed it inside a cubby with a little mini door in the wall next to the sink. Washing her hands, she grabbed a few paper towels and sighed heavily as he dried her hands and threw the paper in the trash before walking out of the door towards her assigned room.

Laying back on the paper covered clinic bed Alai's heart began racing as she listened to the murmur of the doctor talking to a patient in the next room over. She began wondering how the conversation would go with Salim. The last few weeks left Alai quite certain that she was pregnant, so she really was just here to get an official confirmation, find out how far along she was and get an idea of her options as far as care or termination.

The doctor came in snapping the door closed behind her and effectively snapping Alai from her thoughts.

"How are you today Ms., Glennwood" She asked in a warm voice after checking to make sure she had the correct chart.