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I pulled up to Nate's house 20 minutes later. The entire car ride was a daze . I wasn't sure how I was going to tell Nate I'm having his child. He had a bright future ahead of him, and i didn't want to ruin it, but he should of pulled out. As soon as I opened my car door , Cesca ran out of the house screaming, crying and shouting at Sam. "How could you do that, i love you and instead of loving me back you sleep with other girls" she stuttered through broken tears while hitting him in the chest. I didn't know what to do so i just sat there and looked at the two of them. Hoping she wasn't referring to the night I slept with Sam. All at once Sam and Cesca both turned and looked at me, expecting to be cussed out i started to cry. " Why are you crying?" Cesca asked me concerned. Im starting to hate these mood swings.
"No reason" i answered "uhmm is Nate here I need to talk to him?" I asked in between my awkward tears.
"Yeah he is, but can I maybe stay at your place?" she asked. "babe no i'm.." Sam stuttered
"NO shut the hell up, do NOT CALL ME, DO NOT TEXT ME" Cesca shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Uhm yeah you can come" I told her while walking away from that ugly situation before anymore was said.
"NATTTEEEEEE!" I sang as I walked in the door . "YO" I heard his sexy voice call from his room. I walked into the room to see him shirtless on the bed rolling a blunt. "Whats up daddy" I cooed while kissing him on the lips. "Not much finna light up, its late why you here?" he questioned while continuing to roll. "I needed to talk to you about something, but smoke and then we can talk." I figured it would be easier to break the news to him if he was high. Nate sparked the blunt up and started to smoke it when Sammy came in. "Yooo what happened bro?" Nate asked while he inhaled the smoke. "Man she left me, she wasn't putting out the way I wanted her to. I mean what girl is to proud to fuck her man?" Sam asked giving me a sexual look. Nate was about to respond when I spoke up instead
"uhm Nate I need a word." I shot him signaling it was time for Sam to go
"Oh yeah baby okay, alright sam I'll catch you later tonight." Nate said while they slapped hands and Sam left.
"What you wanna talk about ma?" Nate spoke in a sexual whisper. He came closer to me while waiting for me to respond .As his lips crept closer to mine I softly pecked them. "I wanted to tell you that." I wanted to say it but his kisses on my neck distracted me.
" Just say it" he spoke between kisses. Okay okay I thought to myself it's now or never right, and right as I was about to spit these dreaded words I felt my shorts being unzipped and taken off.
I forgot all about why I had originally come and focused more on Nate's hand between my thighs. "Don't stop, please" I moaned as he worked his hand faster. "I love you" he answered back.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I yelled as I came to a quick climax. Nate got off the bed and took his shorts off wasting no time getting inside me. "I love you" he muttered in my ear. My body felt great, I felt my toes curl indicating I was almost done. Out of the blue the words " I'm pregnant" came out my mouth. I must have said it out of pure pleasure, and was hoping he didn't hear it but He did.
"What?" He stopped misthrust
"I said I'm pregnant" I repeated knowing he heard me the first time.
"How far are you" he asked getting off the bed and re dressed. "Well today makes 6 weeks,so a little over a month" I yelled so he could hear me from the bathroom.
"So you got pregnant in Chicago?" He stated more than asked.
"Yeah chi-" oh my god if I got pregnant in Chicago that means... No it doesn't mean anything.....
" You need to go." He said stepping out the bathroom. I was shocked at his response but I respected his wishes and left. As I got into the car my stomach started to flutter and I knew it was my baby telling me I did the right thing.
AT HOME:
I stepped out the car exhausted from the drive home. I unlocked the front door and was greeted my the usual sounds of chase crying.
"Before you start, he has an ear infection." Clay said jumping off the couch. I walked into the kitchen because I was starving and saw Cesca eating cereal.
"Hey hot momma" she greeted me mouth half full. "I guess clay told you my big news then?" I asked exhaustion in my voice.
"More like she forced it out of me" clay shot from the other room. I wasn't in the mood to deal with them tonight so I made myself a hot pocket and headed upstairs. (FEW HOURS LATER)
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Someone was knocking at the door I looked at my phone and saw a text from Nate. KNOCK KNOCK. I ignored the text and got up to answer the door. I had no idea who would be knocking at 2:45am but it better be good. Clay opened the door and a police officer asked if he could come in. "What's this about?" Cesca asked with sleep in her voice. "Is you're mother Sandra Mallette?" The officer asked directing to question to clayrissa. "Yes why?" I shot the officer a look.
" The office your mother was working in had a chemical fire and the building burnt down, so Sandra is in the hospital with third degree burns and in critical condition," The way the officer spoke it was like he broke bad news for a living. I sat there trying to Register what he had said but was snapped out of my thought to the sound of my sister grabbing chase. "We are going to the hospital are you coming rissa?" Cesca asked me. I shook my head yes and grabbed my things.
HOSPITAL:
"How can I help you?" A brunette nurse asked from behind the desk
"My mother Sandra Mallette is in this hospital we need to know what room." I spoke trying not to cry
"Sorry visiting hours are over" she gave us one more look before returning to her computer.
"Look here, I am pregnant and moody, my sister has a new born who won't stop crying, and my cousin was just cheated on.That means none of us are in the mood to hear the words no so I recommend you tell me what room she's in!" I advised her. She shot me the nastiest look ever but gave us the room number. As we walked into the room the sight was horrible. My mother was burned,with tubes running in and out of her, I couldn't help but cry. A doctor walked in interrupting my crying .
"Ms.Mallette is in a medically induced coma until her burns become less severe and her Heath improves, for now she is on life support. Are you her children?" He asked "yes" clay and I answered in unison. "Well I need to know which one of you will be making the decision need be to take her off life support" he explained. "That's not an option" clay stuttered with tears coming down her face. "In these situations it's recommended that after 6 months a patient is taken off the support system." He explained while handing me and packet of papers to fill out releasing my moms life in 6 month if she didn't wake up. The next thing I knew I blacked out.
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I woke up to the sound of nate snoring, how I got to his place I don't know. I looked around and saw that I was in a hospital bed and Nate was asleep in a chair. " MY BABY!" I screamed loud waking Nate and catching the attention of a nurse.
"Ms. Mallette, Ms. Mallette" The nurse said my name trying to calm me down. "Nate please tell me our baby is okay!" I cried out
"Yeah the baby is fine rissa, I guess you blacked out and they bought you to this room to make sure everything was okay" Nate told me. Relief washed over me as the nurse handed me a water. "Ms. Mallette how long have you known you were pregnant?" The nurse asked. "About a week, but my doctor said I was 5 weeks" I told her.
"I'll be right back babe" Nate spoke as the nurse pulled out what looked like an ultrasound.
"We did an ultrasound and you are actually 8 weeks, so two months" the nurse said handing me my ultrasounds of my baby.
"That's impossible, me and my boyfriend had sex around the 5 week mark" I tried to explain to her.
"Then you were already pregnant"
she gave a look of sorrow before walking out the room. Already pregnant, already pregnant that's impossible unless..... Nate isn't the father of my child. Nate has to be .....he is for sure...... I kept trying to convince myself knowing what I know about my past few months this child was not Nate's.

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