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No. 21 ♡

I stared down at the ring on my finger. I just couldn't take it off. No matter how hard I tried I just couldn't take it off.

I thought I could at least have a little trust for Marilyn. Even Pierre. But the two was fooling around behind my back.

I wanted to kill them both. I got multiple calls from the two, but I never answered. When Pierre came to my house I never answered the door.

I heard the doorbell ring, but I still rested on the couch. I received a call on my phone. I ignored that too.

"Hampton! It's Amir," I heard the voice say. I wrapped my self tightly in the blanket, standing up.

I pulled open the door and Amir was standing there with a bag of food.

"Hampton, you okay?" He asked stepping in. I nodded my head. "No you're not," he said. He sat the food down.

"I hope you ain't starving yourself like you used to," he said. I shook my head. Truth is I haven't ate in days.

"Look, go take a shower and stuff. I'm going to clean up in here," he said.

I went upstairs and ran the shower water as cold as it could go. It'll definetely wake me up.

I showered and put on some decent clothes. I walked back downstairs and it was all clean and nice. The aroma of pancakes hit my nose and my mouth began to water.

Amir makes the best pancakes I've ever tasted. I walked into the kitchen and he was sitting down my plate.

"You needed some real food. So I just cooked you some," he said.

I smiled and sat down. I slowly began to eat. It tasted so good and mouth watering. I finished eating and Amir got my plate.

I walked back into the living before quickly running to the bathroom. I had to throw up.

Everything I ate came back up and all the contents was in the toilet. I think it's because I haven't ate in a few days and my stomach is just now getting used to food.

"Hampton, whats really wrong?" Amir asked helping me up. I brushed my teeth and trudged back to the living room.

"Nothing, Amir," I said waving him off. "No, because it must be some serious if you just not caring for yourself. Like you just let go," he said.

I felt myself collapse into his arms and I was out like a light.

×××

I slowly opened my eyes, squinting from the bright light. I heard the machines beeping and I was on full alert.

I saw Amir sitting in a chair from across the room. "Amir!" I said. He quickly woke up. I tried to pull the stuff out my arm.

"Amir, why would you bring me here!?" I cried. I hated hospitals with a passion.

"Calm down, Hampton," he said trying to strain me.

"Amir, stop!" I screamed. "Listen! I had to bring you here," he said.

"I would've been alright," I cried.

"No you wouldn't have. You would've lost the baby," he said.

"Baby?" I questioned. "Yes Hampton, you're pregnant," he said.

"B-B-But I'm infertile." I said. How could I be pregnant? He shook his head.

"Get the doctor, please," I begged.

He walked back in with a doctot.

"Well yes ma'am you are indeed pregnant," he said. I quickly shook my head.

"But I'm infertile," I said.

"Doctors make mistakes sometimes. You wasn't infertile it was just that it was going to be hard for you to have children. But this man here, has some very powerful sperm," the doctor joked.

Amir isn't my baby's father. I shook my head. I'm pregnant.