Chapter~2

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~As I made my way back to my house I feel my stomach grow more weak. I rush inside slamming the door shut. I rush to the kitchen sink spewing up everything with a ridiculous amount coming out. I turn on the water to wash it all down the drain,also while doing so I stick my mouth under the faucet washing away the horrific taste.
I go brush my teeth with mouth wash again for a better clean.

When I came out of the bathroom Mama was waiting out in the hall. I jumped in fear of her surprise.

"Hope you just caught a fever". She said raising her eyebrows. She was crossing her arms while being nosey.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I question. Why is she being so damn nosey?like why is you so concerned all of a sudden?

"It means what ever the hell it's supposed to mean". With that said she went back into her room.
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Night was falling faster than ever. I kept getting up to eat everything! Like shit man! All these damn craving kept hitting me Like a train. Mama kept bitching about me eating up her groceries which I mostly bought with my money.

My head kept spinning around with my stomach in motion too. Idk what type of flu or some shit I had but this was torture. Then it hit me like DO I HAVE A SEXUALLY TRANSMITTED DISEASE! If so what kind is it?
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The next day I felt like complete shit. I was walking around town eating gummy bears,chips,2 sodas. I was like a fat lady walking around eating up everythang. People were looking at me funny causing me to snap. I snapped on at least 3 people with 2 kids. I decided to ask my cousin Stacey about what type of sickness I might have. When I called her about my symptoms she screamed through the phone. She was like GIRL YOU MIGHT BE PREGNANT! Which made more since of the situation. The more I thought about it the bigger idiot I felt like. How could I not see it coming after all I didn't use any protection.

Mama probably was thinking of it. I went to a dollar store then bought at least 5 different pregnancy test. I carried them in a bag back home as I snuck my way to the bathroom. My Mama was still in her room which was good. I tested all of them..I waited 3 minutes for all of them to set. It was actually confusing as shit when I read all of them.

3 said I wasn't pregnant while the other 2 said I was. I tossed them all in the trashcan in frustration mixed with fright mixed with embarrassment. What was I thinking? More importantly what was I supposed to do now with opposite readings on all tests.

No!forget it just drop it. Get your shit together Paris! Just wait a while to let the events play out.
I went shopping with Stacey the rest of the day.
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~We were in Burlington looking for some dresses. Well I was looking for shoes,while she tried on thousands of dresses.

"How could you not realise you might be prego?" Stacey asked lifting up a dress then pressed it against her body to see if it will fit.

"Idk I wasn't thinking". I say trying on some blue gel sandals.

"Are you gonna tell him? More importantly yo Mama?" Stacey asked giving me a raised eyebrow.

"I'm gonna wait. I ain't worried about him though. I'm just waiting to tell Mama. I wanna see where this pregnancy is gonna lead to". I say modeling these combat boots.

"If you say so. Oh did I mention I too am having a baby".Stacey had a giant smile on her face.

"Shut up! Why tf you lying?" my face was in complete shock. I couldn't believe my ears. My boo having one too! That means I ain't alone.

"I'm serious. I was gone tell you on da phone buttttt...no. Now we can go through this together". She hugged me so I did the same. The only thing now is that both of us are gonna have to go through the same torture.

We bought what we needed then started talking about baby names or what they might look like. It was kinda fun just thinking about my soon to be bundle of joy arriving. Even if I was happy how would Mama act.

I just hope Calvin doesn't turn out to be different because of the situation. I sigh turning up the radio in Stacey's car. I gotta get my own wheels an fast with this little one coming. I don't wanna be a young Mom pushing a stroller along the sidewalk as people give me judge mental looks. That is not my future.
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Hope you liked this one too. I'ma just make the chapters at least in the 800's of words or something. That way there can be more chapters a lot faster and quicker to read so u can move on to the next.

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