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Music played as I used the harsh towel to wash the dishes. Honestly, I was out of breath and had to thank the little bug growing in my stomach for this. I wanted to dance to the music, but I knew I would be done for if I did. So, I settled for staying focused on the soapy suds in front of me.
A hard knock at my door brought me out of my focused state, and I recognized the sound. With a tired sigh, I waddled my way to the door, annoyed at the presence behind it. My baby daddy was standing there, looking mighty fine, but I had to push those thoughts away.
"Yes," I asked, waiting for him to speak up.
"Can I talk to you real quick?" he asked.
"We're already talking," I said honestly.
"Bruh, come on with that smart shit, can I come in? I really need to talk to you."
As I rolled my eyes, I stepped aside, and his tall frame entered. I got a whiff of his nice cologne. I felt his large hand guide me towards the couch, and I so badly wanted to snatch his hand off, but I didn't want a big argument. I was honestly too tired for that.
"When are you going to stop this nonchalant shit? I already apologized for stepping out on you. You're dragging it out now," he said, his voice filled with frustration.
"Ok, you apologized. What do you think? A simple 'I'm sorry' is going to magically make me run into your arms, and we'll live happily ever after? I'm over you and this unfaithful shit. I gave you too many chances. Not only did you have unprotected sex, but you got the girl pregnant, and it took her to call me for me to find out about the child you hid from me. Like I said before, the only conversation we need to have is about our child, and that's it," I said.
"Come on, Antonne, then hoes mean nothing to me. You're the only one I'll ever truly love. Just give me a chance," he pleaded.
"I don't want to be in a relationship with a man I can't trust. Do you know how humiliating it is for people to come up to me and tell me you're cheating on me, random people, Malik?" I said, shouting the last part.
He began to open his mouth, but I stopped him with my hand. As I slowly got up, I made my way to the door, opening it and gesturing my head towards the door. With a defeated sigh, he got up and walked towards the door.
"I'm sorry, bae. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I love you," he said genuinely.
When he tried to kiss my forehead, I dodged it, and he shook his head, walking to the car. As I shut my door, I shook my head, trying to conceal my tears. I love this man with everything in me, but I love myself enough to know I deserve better.
