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•Fatima's Point Of View•
•1 week later•
{Wednesday, 1:55PM}
(Atlanta, Georgia 4.17)
Shopping for last minute items before Zachary and I went on our vacation that was in two days, I felt rapid cramps, that made me stop and catch my breath.
I knew what that meant so I tossed a pack of tampons into my basket. After checking out, I went to the bathroom and sure enough, my period came on.
Just when I accepted that me and Zachary were bring another child into this world, I was bamboozle, hurt and confused.
Silent tears dripped down my face, part of me feels like I'm letting my man down, but then again is god giving me what I wanted?
I cleaned myself up and exited from out the store. I didn't have a doctor's appointment until after our vacation.
Pulling out my phone, I opened up the app for my doctor's office and requested an appointment for early tomorrow morning.
"Fatima?" I heard a familiar voice call my name out in the target parking lot.
I immediately looked up and turned around and there was Miracle, Ian's sister. I haven't seen this girl since Ian's funeral that was almost 5 years ago.
Ms. Margaret was just telling me over dinner yesterday, she hasn't seen her daughter in almost three years.
Apparently Miracle blames Ms. Margret for Ian's death.
" Miracle, it's good to see you. How are you?" I greeted, I really didn't give a shit about this girl, but part of me felt bad for her.
She didn't look too good, and she loss a good amount of weight.
"I've been better, congratulations on your engagement and your son " She responded sweetly, looking down at my engagement ring.
"Awe thank you, it's good to see you" I rushed off before Miracle got the chance to say anything else to me.
I felt nauseous and I rushed off to a nearby bush, and threw up again. I was getting tired of this shit.
I wasn't pregnant so I had no idea why I have been so nauseous for the past couple weeks. I can't sleep, nor can I keep anything down.
I bolted home and immediately showered, I wasn't expecting Zachary for another couple of hours, but as soon as I came out the bathroom there Zachary was.
"Wassup yo phone dead or some shit? I been calling you for the past hour now, I dropped everything to come check on you and the baby" He responded in a worry tone.
I just stood there in complete silence, this man goes above and beyond for me, the least I can do is give him a child, but it doesn't seem like I'm capable of doing that. I got lucky with Zamaris.
"Fatima, baby? You don't hear me talking to you?" He spoke.
"Fatima?" He raised his voice to get my attention, which immediately made me snap my neck into his direction.
"Don't yell at me like that!" I snapped, but I didn't mean to.
"Then fucking say something yo, I'm standing here talking to you and you just standing there ignoring me like I'm in visible or something"
"I'm not pregnant Zachary, I ended up getting my period when I was at target, and I was scared to tell you because I know how much you wanted another child" I confessed.
"Damn, really?" He responded, he didn't even have to say anything, his eyes told it all.
He took a seat at the edge of the bed, this was the exact reason why I didn't want to tell him.
