What's Best For You (Urban Fiction)

TWENTY | Perfectly Imperfect

One Year Later

"Derek.. Derek wake up" I said shaking him. He rolled over sleepily.

"Anna what time is it?" he said rubbing his eyes.

"Time for this baby" I said holding my stomach.

"Oh shit" he jumped out of the bed and began flying across the room gathering our things for the hospital. He acted as if we hadn't been planning for months. "Okay angel, stay calm" he said placing my uggs in front of me, and helping me put them on.

"I'm calm" I laughed. "You the one freaking out"

"You're carrying the next Derek Duncan, of course I'm freaking out"

"He's fine baby, I'm nine months, he's going to be perfectly happy and healthy" I assured him as we made our way down the stairs and into the foyer. "Derek"

"Yes baby?" he said searching for his keys.

"Slow down" I held the keys up and he grabbed them.

"Ha ha" he said sarcastically, opening the door for me and leading me to the car.

The past year had been very interesting, and full of twist and turns. Derek and I were now engaged and would've been married by now but when I found out I was pregnant, I decided to wait until after I gave birth. My doctor also wanted me to take it easy seeing as I already had a miscarriage. Derek didn't want to wait but he understood my reasoning.

I fell deeper and deeper in love with him every day. It felt like our relationship picked up exactly where it left off when we were 17 and in love. He was the heartbeat that kept the blood flowing through my veins. Words couldn't explain the happiness I was experiencing in my life. There was one small tiny detail that made us imperfect though. Derek was a workaholic. He took a long time to get himself established where he is, and I understood that a man's work was never finished, especially being a black man in a white man's industry. He was a wealthy marketing executive at a firm in downtown Atlanta. Derek brought home good money and I was beyond ecstatic for him. He was happy in his job and loved every moment of what he did. The only thing was that he was never around. He stayed at work crazy hours, trying to become better than the next man in line for that top position. He went the extra mile, worked on weekends, and almost never took off of work.

At times I got so lonely in that big ass house. It was a family home but I lived there alone. Now that DJ is on the way, I couldn't imagine that Derek wouldn't be here for him. I just prayed that I didn't end up raising this child on my own. He was the perfect man, in every aspect, and all he wanted to do was take care of me, but I would rather take care of myself if it meant I would spend more time with him.

"What's on your mind angel?" he asked shaking me from my thoughts and kissing my hand.

I sighed. I didn't want this to start another argument right before I went into labor, this was supposed to be one of the happiest days of our lives, welcoming our first child into the world. "Nothing baby" I shook off the idea and rubbed my stomach as I felt DJ moving.

Derek's hand was drawn to my stomach as he drove down the highway. "I don't know how you sleep with him kicking you"

I laughed. "It doesn't hurt babe, I'd rather know that he's in there kicking all around than him not move at all"

We took an exit ramp off the highway and came to a stop light. Derek fixed his eyes on me and stared, I turned to him from the window and looked at him curiously. "You know how beautiful you are?"

I laughed it off. "I'm as big as a whale D, I'm far from beautiful"

"You're pregnant Anna, you look amazing. You're just as beautiful as the day I met you"