Pigment

Chapter 21.

Paris Anderson

6 days later..
Sunday afternoon
June 16th, 2024

"Gone head and start talking." Eli leaned back in his seat gesturing towards me.

I cleared my throat and looked away embarrassed as I began speaking. "Well first things first i'm pregnant.." I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes, scared for his reaction.

"I found out almost 6 months ago and I panicked. I'm aware now that I could've handled the situation better and just talked to you right then and there but I was scared. Elias I promise you, on my mama soul, I did not cheat on you. I would never do that to you, I love you so much." I ranted explaining and expressing myself.

He sighed rubbing his hand up and down the side of his face, looking to be deep in thought.

He probably hate  me.

My heart sank at the thought of him hating me and wanting nothing to do with me or the baby.

My mother convinced me that he wouldn't want a baby in college and that I would most likely end up as a single mother. At first I wasn't going for that but the more she pestered the more I believed it. I now know that my mother was wrong for what she said and that it was a form of manipulation and projection. She was pushing her past experiences onto me, but I had to understand that Eli isn't my father.

I can't judge him based off so old shit, As they all say comparison is the thief of joy. Stole the fuck outta my joy forreal, I could be blocking my blessings but hopefully not.

"I love you too Paris,I really don't know what to do right now. Can't let you off easy because that was messed up of you, I was sick to my stomach when I thought you were cheating." He sighed. "We can work through this, for the baby but I can't lie and act like i'm all the way there.. it's gone take some time.

Once he finished talking, I nodded once taking everything in. I really fucked up this time.

"I understand" I sighed feeling a weight lift off of my shoulders, honestly grateful that he's even entertaining the idea of us getting back how we were.

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RYAN KINGSTON

6 DAYS LATER
SATURDAY MORNING
JUNE 16th, 2024

"Stop doing stupid shit before I put you out." I shoved Roman away from the stove, getting irritated. We were making breakfast for our parents— mainly my dad, since it's father's day. And Roman big back self tryna eat the bacon.

"Girl i'm older than you! you can't tell me what to do, how to do it and when to do it." He sassed thumping my forehead and snatching a piece of bacon.

You know.. black people.

"Don't act surprised when youn get nothing for yo birthday, you not even getting a card, I promise you." I lied wanting him to be mad right along with me.

"I'm taking them gifts back then." He threatened. My birthday passed like a week ago and i'm 19 now! turn up.

"Roman." I took a deep breath before continuing. "Get the fuck out the kitchen! Now!" I pointed the spatula at him, threatening to pop him with it.