Trevor P.O.S.
"So...how have you been?" Sam asked me as we sat next to each other on her couch.
"I've been making it, what about you?" I respond not even looking at her. I couldn't pull myself to do it. I probably sound like a bitch right now, but it'll just tear me up inside.
"I haven't. It's been really stressful, but you don't care." My head finally snapped over to her to see that she was already staring me dead in my face.
"Samantha, how could you be convinced that I didn't care? You think I would be here with you right now if I didn't care?"She sighs and rubbed her forehead.
"That's what it seems like. You haven't talked to me in so long."
"Because I'm hurt! You're pregnant with my brothers baby, how am I supposed to feel? What am I supposed to do? The shit really hurting me Sam."
"I know Trevor, and I am so, so, so sorry. If I could take it back, I swear, I would take it all back. The argument, the leaving, the hooking up with Zay-everything. I don't understand why you consider him your brother still. How come he keeps his title and I don't? Bros before hoes?" I chuckle with a shake of my head added before answering the questions she threw my way.
"You're not a hoe Samantha. That ain't no title either. I went to go see my mom today, and she told me that uh...Zay and I have the same father. That snake ass nigga is my damn brother man." I confess to her laughing at the fact. It's crazy saying that out loud. It makes me want to go give him a brotherly ass kicking.
"You're kidding..."She says covering her mouth with her hand. I look at her again shaking my head once again.
"You think I'll joke about something like that? I hate that nigga guts right now, but that's fam by blood."
"Well does he know?"
"I don't think so...if he did he probably would've said something back when we were cool."
"Trevor, I am sorry. I don't know what I was thinking that night."
"You weren't."I told her honestly, looking her straight in her glossy eyes. "It's okay though, stop apologizing because it's over now. There's nothing you can do but learn, and nothing I can do besides forgive, but never forget. You carrying a child that was supposed to be my seed, but ended up being my niece or nephew...shit is crazy but it happened and we gotta deal with it."I wiped a tear that dared to fall from her eyes. Seeing her cry always breaks my heart.
"I was really considering an abortion and not telling you at all."Sam says hardly above a whisper, still silently crying.
"I'm glad you didn't. It probably would've been worst than this if it came out later."She nodded her head looking up at me while wiping her tears. We just looked at each other for a while and damn have I missed this girl. I missed everything about her. I missed her curly hair, her beautiful voice, her small waist, her tiny breast, her big brown eyes, her precious lips...everything. I missed how soft her skin felt every time I touched her and how weak she became to my touch. I thought about all of this as our lips moved in perfect sync as usual. I ran my finger tips over her body like I use to always do, making her quiver.
"Trevor I need you back." Sam whispered against my lips. I pulled away from her, realizing what I was doing. When did I even kiss her? "Baby, I need you. Please take me back Trevor. I'll do whatever it takes to get you back just...please."Tears stained her face once again making me feel some type of way.
