Divine's Time

31. baby steps

Time

I stared at myself in the mirror of my bathroom, with my sweatshirt lifted up. I imagined how far my now flat stomach would stretch as I continued to carry my child.

My child.

That didn't even sound right. I can't believe I'm about to have a baby. A week has passed, since I found out and I still have not told anyone. But I know I was being beyond selfish to Divine by keeping this away from him. But the reality of this was just scaring me too bad, right now.

I haven't heard from him oddly, I guess he got the hint that I needed my space but I needed him more than ever right now. I picked up my phone and was surprised to see a text from Omar.

Omar: Hey, I hope you're doing alright. You were on my mind.. that night was fkd up.

I didn't know how to respond because I wasn't sure if I was doing alright. My fingers danced across my screen as I typed,

I'm okay. Thank you for checking on me.

Omar: Always... u know u didnt deserve what Camry did to u... You never should've been in that predicament, I hope u know that... I hope D knows that

I sighed at his text unsure how to unpack it, was he just being nice or did he have a hidden motive.

I think he does.. we're not together anymore tho.. it was all just too much.

Omar: i'm sorry to hear that. but if u ask me it's probably better this way... u deserve better.

I frowned, at the text. What was he doing, right now? I thought him and Divine made up. Whatever it is I didn't want to be in the middle again, I now had too much on my plate.

thank u for reaching out, Omar.

I tucked my phone in the back of my jeans pocket and shuffled down the steps. I was met with my mom at the bottom of our spiral staircase in the foyer glaring at me.

"Wha-"

"Time Essence what the hell is this?!" She interrupted me shouting with her nostrils flared so big, I could see her brain if I looked hard enough. "Tell me I am going crazy and these are not pregnancy tests!"

She held up a plastic baggy with all three of my pregnancy tests in them, I shut my eyes cursing myself for not putting them away in my suitcase.

But I never thought she would be in my room, or even my bathroom for that matter.

I had them stored in my medicine cabinet. What was she doing in there?

"W-what were you doing in my medicine cabinet?"

"I was looking for cotton swabs- that's not the point! Time are you pregnant?!" She hollered making me flinch.

"Mom, I just found out I was going to tell-"

"You're pregnant?!!" She exclaimed again walking up the steps and making me walk backwards.

"Mom, please let me explain." I started to cry.

"Explain what?! Time you're 18 years old!"

"Mom-"

"Time are you crazy?!" She took her hand and whacked me across the chest making me stumble a little on the steps. I stuck my hands out in defense as she continued to scream and yell.

We were now upstairs and she threw the bag at me, as I leaned against the wall by my room.

"How could you be so stupid and irresponsible? Do you know you just ruined your life?!" She was probably just an inch away from my face, I could feel the heat from her breath.