Love Is Complicated

Chapter 22

Zuri

I get up and eat 12 French toast sticks. I make a bottle for Myla and change her diaper from last night. I put her back to bed since it was 5:00 am. I go into the living room to find Anthony on his phone. I jump on him and he laughs. 

"Wassup?" Anthony asks me. "Can I tell you something?" I say nervous. Anthony nods of approval. 

"I miss having sex all the time," I say quickly. He continued to look at his phone.

"Anthony, be for real," I say.

"Listen we already talked about this. I don't want to give our child a bad influence. And my parents live here too." Anthony says.

"Soooo get a place," I say confused.

"You think I'm not trying. You know sometimes I feel that you don't view me as hard-working. At this point, I don't care. What you need to focus on is getting a job." Anthony says while on his phone.

"I try too. All I'm asking for is attention." I say groaning.  Anthony drops his phone and looks straight into my eyes. I don't like eye contact so I look down a bit. Anthony takes his finger and lifts my chin. He pushes my neck to the side and starts to suck and kiss my neck. I moan as it feels amazing. He lets go of his strong grip on my neck. He kisses me softly on the lips. 

I lay my head softly on his neck. He messes around with my coily hair. I slowly fall asleep on his bare chest. He smiles at my loud snoring and carries me like a princess to the bedroom.

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I look in my mirror to see a giant red hickey on my neck. What a great morning start. I put on a hoodie and greet everybody. I go to the gym while Anthony takes care of Myla, Today was leg day. I get home sweating. Anthony hugs me but smells my nasty odor. He immediately backs off. Rude. I take a shower and give Myla a bath after. I put her in a cute jumper and flopped on my bed. Anthony puts on his belt and fixes his tie.

"I got an interview for a new job," Anthony says randomly.

 "Nice," I say bored. Anthony turns to me.

"Are you okay?" Anthony asks me. I nod my head. He hovers over me. I sigh.

"You got a hickey. That's one thing. Two, my sheets are soaked with blood." Anthony says. I get up and look down. I see a puddle of blood. I completely forgot I wasn't pregnant anymore.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry." I say sorry.

Anthony puts the sheets in the washing machine and leaves. He says nothing. I put stain remover on the bed and started to scrub the mattress. The blood slowly comes off. I sigh in relief since period blood usually stains. I change my pants and put on a pad. I feed Myla a bottle, burp her, and I put her back to nap. I put the sheets in the dryer and after 30 minutes Anthony comes back. He looks exhausted.

"Are you okay?" I ask concerned.

"Yeah, I got the job. I'm just tired." Anthony says very low.

I hear the dryer start to ring.

"Perfect timing!" I say while getting up. I get the sheets and I lay the bed. I arrange the pillows and put down the blanket.  Anthony lays in the bed and gets comfortable. I kiss his cheek softly and walk out. I go out to the fridge and see the calendar. It's our first anniversary next week. He probably forgot anyway. I fall asleep on the couch.

I wake up at 9 pm. It's dark and silent. I walk up to the bedroom. I see Anthony trying to get Myla to sleep. I chuckle softly and grab her. I rock her for about 2 minutes and she falls asleep instantly. Anthony looks very tired. He has dark circles around his eyes.

"Anthony, what's going on with you?" I ask softly.

"N-N-Nothing. Go to bed." Anthony says very tired.

"Something is wrong, with you." I say very concerned. 

"Stop worrying about m-shit!" Anthony says as he tries to get up but fails and he holds his lower stomach. I touch his arm but he moves it.

"What is wrong with you? Tell me now!" I say worried. Anthony looks at me in pain.

"Shut up!" Anthony says as he turns around and lays his head. I put my hand on Anthony but he scoots forward and brushes his back. I scoff. I sleep all the way on the other side. I feel Anthony turn around a few times to see if I'm looking. I ignore him. I just wish he would tell me what's wrong. I take a quick bath and put on my night pad for my heavy flow. I put on my pajamas. I feel Anthony's glaze looking at my ass. I just ignore him.

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