Him.

Chapter 10.

He hates me.
Those words knocked the breath out of me.
Don't cry Carmen not here.
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Breathe.
We walk from the airport to my car. I don't say a word I just pop the trunk and unlock the doors.
"Daddy are you staying with us?" Isaiah asks as Justin puts him in the car in his booster car seat.
"Maybe," Justin answers. I hear the back seat door close and then the trunk but instead of Justin getting into the front seat with me he gets in the back with Isaiah.
Such a childish move. I sigh deeply before cranking up the car and driving off.
"Daddy can you teach me how to play basketball like you," Zay asks.
"Yeah I'll teach you how to play," Justin answers. The whole car ride Isaiah asked Justin millions of questions but the one he couldn't answer was "Daddy where have you been my whole life?"
That one broke me I silently cried the rest of the way home.
When I pulled up to my parent's I grabbed Isaiah from the back seat while Justin got his things from the trunk.
"Hey Justin," my Mom welcomes him into the house with a hug.
"Hey," Justin says and clears his throat.
"Look who just stepped in MVP Justin William McNealy. How you been living," my father asks dapping him up.
"Good it's good to see y'all," Justin states being respectful to them.
"Carmen go put Isaiah to bed so we can all talk," my Dad instructs.
"I'd like to put him to bed if y'all don't mind," Justin admits and lifts Isaiah from my arms. I watch them head upstairs.
"Are you okay sweetheart," my Mother asks hugging me. She kisses my forehead.
"Yeah don't worry about this. I want to talk to Justin alone tomorrow I'm going to bed," I explain and head upstairs.
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"Carmen get up," I hear Justin's voice say pulling me out of my sleep. I wipe the corner of my mouth and run my hand through my hair.
"What time is it?" I stretch and sit up in the bed.
"Two a.m. I couldn't sleep you have a lot of explaining to do. You actually thought I could sleep? After all of this, you lied to me you've hid my son from me for five years! How can a person do something like that you've been in my face and lying the whole time. That's pathetic I can't believe this or you," he states bringing tears to my eyes.
"I'm sorry..."
"I'm tired of you apologizing. Explain this tell me why," he asks. His eyes are still full of confusion and his face is a light shade of red.
"Justin look at you. You're playing pro basketball your dream. You worked so hard and you talked about it all of our lives about how you were gonna make it. The day I showed up at your house to tell you I was pregnant it was the night before you left for Atlanta. I ran into your Mom first..." I stop and shake my head crying again.
"Carmen," Justin takes a deep breath and sits down on the bed beside me. "Continue."
"She already knew I was pregnant she said that I was glowing. She began to cry when I told her I was pregnant with your child. She begged me not to tell you she said it would keep you from pursuing your dreams. That I would ruin your life because you'd stick around to help me raise Isaiah and she was right. You would have dropped all of your dreams to help raise him and I couldn't do that to you I couldn't ruin your dreams. You're so talented," I explain Justin raises from my bed and throws one of my pillows across my room.
"So you're telling me the whole reason you didn't tell me about Isaiah is because of my mother?"
"She is part of it but she just wanted what's best for you as did I. Then I heard about you hooking up with girls while you were off so it was another reason for me to just stay quiet," I admit.
"How could you do this, Carmen? And what kind of mother are you to leave your son for your parents to raise?!" That hurt.
"What the hell Justin! I'm doing what I have to do so I can make sure that Isaiah has a great life so he won't ever want for anything. I didn't want to be another dropout working a 9 to 5, pay check to pay check. That's not what I wanted so I had to sacrifice! Don't ever make me feel guilty for that," I yell still crying.
"I'm sorry... I understand," he replies. "I understand this shit but it doesn't hurt any less. I don't think I'm ever gonna be able to forgive you for this," he states and walks out my room. I get up from my bed and run after him.
"McNealy," I cry running down the stairs and jumping into his arms. "I'm sorry!" My body trembles as I cry into his chest. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I love you." He slowly puts me down and when I look up he has tears in his eyes. I wipe his cheeks and hug him.
"Now that I know about Isaiah I'm not going anywhere Carmen. I'm going to be apart of his life that's why I'm taking you to court. I called my lawyers."
Court?
Lawyers?
What have I done?