the next day i'm busy at the job, interviewing the mayor. which should make me happy and honored, but instead i'm relieved when it ends and i can drive home.
"you okay, bree?" my coworker Mike says. i just nod. i need to get out of here.
the second i sit in the car im blasting my music. good old lauryn hill. exfactor. that'll chill me out. that and an overpriced coffee from starbucks. i park and walk inside. when the employee hands me my frappuccino, i take a seat by the window. thinking.
there are many things that make womanhood hard. buying good quality bras. feeling beautiful without makeup. being strong, even when a man hurts you. but nothing comes near the stress of sex. buying birth control. hoping the condom is as good as it says it is on the package. suddenly i'm second guessing everything.
i squeeze my coffee cup. breathing.
me and jude have been careful, i mean...this shouldn't....
my first instinct is to call kiara and let her calm me down with her "it's finna be okay"s and endless advice but this is one of those things she can't help me out with. not only is kiara lesbian, she's never been with a man in her life. in her relationships, she IS the man. which means birth control and pregnancy and condoms just aren't her ballgame.
for a second i think about calling my mom, but that's out of the question. hell no. i know exactly what she'd say. "You're in new york to be a reporter, but instead your chasing men?" then she'd give me a list of scriptures to read. scriptures about how sex only belongs in the context of marriage and how i'm a sinner. she wouldn't give me any advice. just shame.
i walk out of starbucks feeling worse than before. yesterday there was all the shit with Bunny and now i could be pregnant. this is bad. this is very bad. and the only person i have left to turn to is the one i made mad. jude.
i barely got any sleep last night. maybe that's why i open my phone right as i walk into my apartment. crying. i click jude's name. to my surprise, he answers right away.
"Hey, bree."
i don't answer. i just flop into my bed, sobbing into my phone.
it's really short 😭part 5 coming soon
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