Somewhere in the city
Tristen
"STOP YELLING AT ME PLEASE! YOU ARE MAKING THIS PREGNANCY EXTREMELY HARD FOR ME AND NOT TO MENTION FOR THE BABY AS WELL" she yelled causing me to stand back and look at her. She was breathless, as she looked like she just got a lot of weight lifted off her shoulders. He chest collapsing and building up again, again and again.
"Please thank you" she spoke once more "look If you don't want to be here, then you don't! I can do this very much alone"
"Don't say that, look I told you I would help you" I told her and she calmed as she rolled her eyes. She cursed under breath in Spanish.
"I don't need your help, I'm giving you the chance to leave now" she spoke rubbing her foot up and down on the step "before everyone finds out"
"I'm the father, and I want to be in my child's life"
"Well FUCKING ACT LIKE IT, GROW UP PLEASE" she yelled as she began to sit down on the stoop, I grabbed her arm to help her sit down and she snatched it alway as she sat.
"My bad, I'm just trying to cope with everything that's happening" I told her and she looked over at me
"I understand that but the fucking fighting and arguing has to stop! I can't take it anymore"she looked at me with fiery in her eyes. I could tell from the bags under her eyes and sleepless look she was giving that she hasn't been to sleep in days.
"You haven't been sleeping huh?" I asked and she fixed her over sized shirt around her little little belly then fixed her grey cardigan. She still hasn't looked my way.
"There hasn't been time for sleep" she spoke
"Well with adjusting to the pregnancy and shit I think you should get more rest"
"It's not like I haven't been trying but like I told you, it hasn't been time for rest" she spoke and I backed off the subject because I didn't want to start nothing else "my mind won't sleep and I haven't even told my mother and Abuela , I don't know what to tell them"
She looked out at the leaves that were starting to turn various colors. I looked down at her hand that was placed on the step and laid my hand on top of hers. She didn't move so I grabbed her whole hand and intertwined my fingers with hers. I kissed the top of her hand and then she looked up at me.
"You know I gotchu ya back through anything" I told her and she nodded.
"Oh can you come in for a minute, I have to give you something" she spoke and we both got up to walk in house. She opened the door and we both walked in.
It smelled of clean scents from candles. The house clean as hell as she walked to the back. The big open windows brought in light through the white curtains. Everything matching with the white furniture.
"You can wait right here if you want, unless you want to come back" she spoke and I scrunched up my face. I didn't know what the hell she was showing me. I was confused so I followed her through the house. We passed three rooms then walked in the room that was painted light blue. She closed the door behind us and walked to her bed as she pulled her bag on her lap.
I looked around her perfectly placed items in her room. She was almost like a neat freak if you ask me. Everything was cleaned and placed a certain way. Her room had to be one of the biggest in the house, I noted. The room was filled with clothing racks filled with jackets and clothes that were color coordinated , but I noted she had a closet as well. I never really paid much attention to her room.
"Um I went to the doctors yesterday and something has changed that you might like" she spoke as she passed me a envelope.
I sucked my teeth as I looks at her. I told her ass if any appointments come up, please let me know. I didn't want to miss one, but she was making this hard.
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