4. Love ✔

Two

Nyeesha Brooks

"Nyyyy," Chance sang as I felt him rub his hand up my arm trying to wake me.

"I'm up I'm up," I mumbled as I opened my eyes.

"Good, your appointment is in an hour." He said before he disappeared out of the room. "Oh and I made you a veggie omelette" he stated peeking his head back into the room.

As I was entering the bathroom, my phone started ringing. It was Norma.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey Nyeesha, how are you?" She asked.

"I'm doing well, and yourself?" I asked in return.

"I'm fine, so I'm calling because there's a few people who were interested in speaking to you. The store has moved forward tremendously since you've left. We've opened two more stores in the downtown Chicago area. People have been asking who was marketing and networking for the store and of course I gave them your contact information. I was just calling hoping to see if that was okay. A lot of people should be calling you soon. I see a bright future ahead of you and would love it if you could return to the store and reclaim your position." She said causing me to smile.

"Thanks Norma, but I'll decline that offer." I told her.

"Oh okay, the best of luck." She said as I could hear the disappointment in her voice.

I ain't no boomerang nigga. You think once you throw me away that I'm just gon come back? Nah.

"Bye," I replied before I hung up.

I then proceeded with getting ready. After I was dressed I headed downstairs to eat breakfast.

"Took you long enough," Chance joked.

"Fuck up," I said as I hugged his bare body. "You ain't even ready,"

"I'll be ready by the time you finish your food." He said as he put his shirt on that was laying on the top of the chair.

"Thank you," I said as I started eating the omelette.

It was bomb and he knew it was my favorite.

"You gon be late," Chance said as I was washing my plate.

"As long as you drive your fucking car instead of driving like a grandma, we'd get there on time with ya slow ass" I stated. "Matter of fact let me drive," I said as I dried my hands.

"Whatever your nappy headed ass want" he said as he gave me the keys and we were out the door.

*

"You are indeed pregnant, approximately three weeks to be exact." Dr. Monroe said causing me to drop my head in my hands. "Ms. Brooks, what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing." I said as I wiped my tears.

"Baby," Chance said as he wrapped his arms around me. "Look at me," he instructed.

"I'll go get her some pamphlets and some prenatal vitamins, I'll be back" Dr. Monroe said as she left the room.

"Talk to me," Chance said as he tilted my chin upward so I was looking directly in his eyes. "What's wrong?"

"What am I going to do with a child? I barely know how to take care of myself, hence, you always reminding me to eat. I work too much and what if the baby doesn't get the attention it deserves? I'm unfit to be a mother," I told him.

"Nyeesha, please." He joked while laughing even though I found nothing funny.

"Fuck off of me," I said as I pulled away from him. "Fuck is so funny?" I glared at him.