Chapter 9- Whats Going On?

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Laya

Ok now I'm starting to get irritated. The week is almost over and I can't think of what wrong with me. I've been moody as fuck and I can't control it. I'm getting all the symptoms of having a period but ain't no blood coming out. My period is late too. Oh my God,what if I'm pregnant. The thought of that made my heart rate sky rocket. I doubt it though.

It's Saturday and nothing to do so I'm just going to stay at home. Maybe I shouldn't. Ima call my friend Jayda. "Laya!" My brother yells from downstairs. I do not feel like being bothered by him. "What dammit." I yell. I need to chill. "Come here!" He shouts. I groan then get up and walk downstairs. "Yes." I say not really interested. "Here." He says handing me a check. Every month, my dad sends a 250 check to me and my brother. It's basically child support. My dad didn't wanna do the child support thing because he knew my mom would keep most of the money. So the judge said he could just send us 250 a month. It comes with this little paper thing that we have to sign to make sure we got it. Then we put it back in the mail box.

"Thanks." I say. "You should've brought it to my room but whatever." I say then turn around to walk back upstairs. "Wait a minute,you been cranky as fuck with a bad attitude,what's wrong with you?" He asks. "Like I fucking know, I wanna know what's wrong with me too,but I don't have a mother who cares about me enough to take me to the doctor." I say then storm out to my room.

I pick up my phone then call Jayda, I wonder if she wants to go to the mall. "Hey Jayda you trynna go to the mall today?" I ask her. "Sure, how we gonna get there?" She says. "Oh yea I gotta tell you some things about Eric and Marco." She says. Eric is her ex she is still dwelling over. I say she should just leave him the hell alone but people do what the wanna do. "Alright, I'ma ask my brother can he take us. I gotta pay my phone bill up there anyway." I say. "Ok girl,bye." She says then hangs up. She cool as hell, I like hanging out with her.

I use the money that my dad sends us every month to pay my bill. It's the same prove every month anyway 24.73. Sometimes my mom pays it,just so I can leave her alone.

One thing I don't get is,this nigga sends us 250 a month but can't see us? I don't really care though, it's what ever. I get up then walk to Julian's room. "Can you please to me and Jayda to the mall."I say knocking on the door. He finally opens it. "What?" He asks. He know he heard me. "Can you please-" I get stopped in the middle of my sentence by nausea. I run to the bathroom then throw up in the toilet. I can't take it man. I brush my teeth then go back to my brothers room. "Are you sick?" He asks. "I think it's more to it but can you please take me and Jayda to the mall?" I ask. He shrugs his shoulders. "Why not,I ain't got shit else to do." He says grabbing his keys. "Thank you big brother." I say teasing him. "Mhm." He says.

"Hey Jayda,were on our way." I tell her. I just called her to tell her get ready. We about to pull up at her house. "Ok I'm ready." She says. I actually did my hair this time.

We just picked her up. Now he's about to drop us off. "So, how's you and Marco." She says smiling. "Shh." I say elbowing her. "Don't say his name too loud,he gone think somethings up." I whisper in her ear. "Ohh, we'll talk about it at the mall then." She says. I nod my head grinning. She need to keep her mouth shut. "So how long y'all plan on being up here." Julian asks. "Probably like 3 hours, I don't know I'll text you when we're ready." I tell him. He stops the car in front of Macy's. "Aight bye." He says then unlocks the door. We both get out then head towards the door. "So what you plan on doing in here?" She asks. "Well I just got 250 from my dad so I'm about to pay my phone bill with that then just spend the Rest on...stuff." I say. "Oh ok well you I don't really want anything out of here,I just wanna hang out." She says. "Yea that's cool. Let's go to footlocker or something." I say, I want some new shoes, I'm not a flat or heal type of Person I like gym shoes. "So tell me what you was going to say about Eric." I say I'm not really interested I just like knowing extra information, simply because I have no life. "Well, he started telling me about how he still loves me and how he only cheated because he didn't realize what he had. I thought he was lying, he said when we get out of highschool he would even have kids by me." She says. She sounded a lil bit too excited. "Woah, first of all y'all moving a little bit too fast. He sound like he trying to fill your head up. Take it slow because it might end up like the last time." I say. I'm trying to sound smart and be logical at the same time,I want to help her but I'm just not good at this. "Well what if he really is trying to change" she says. "And that's exactly why you take it slow,to notice the little things that he does. Like opening doors for you and having manners." I say. "You right, I ain't trynna make no more mistakes with him." She says.

I just payed my bill now we in footlocker. "So what you getting out of here?" She asks. "Some huaraches." I say shrugging my shoulders. "Aye can I get these in a 6.5." I ask the foot locker employee. It's just a all white hurache. I just want some shoes. He comes back with the box. For one I ain't trying them on because I know my size and two, that's too much work.

We walk to the counter to pay for the shoes. "What was you trying to tell me about Marco?" I ask trying to start conversation. "Oh well you know how him and Eric are basically best friends, he told him that you and Marco had sex, I didn't know if it was true or not because you know how boys are." She says. You know what, I ain't even gone flip shit like I usually do. All I know is I'ma get that little shit. "Don't pay attention to anything that fuckhead says." I say. I didn't exactly tel her that we did or didn't, I just told her not to listen to him.

I just ate like 5 tacos from Taco Bell. What the hell. "Aye text Julian and tell him to come pick us up, I had to be home by 4, I have to go somewhere with my parents." She says. "I just did." I say. My phone starts buzzing in my purse. "Hello? Who is this?" I speak into the phone. "Wassup baby." Marco says all cocky and shit. "Mhm hey." I say. "Come on Julian just said he outside." I tell Jayda. "What." Marco says. "Nothing, I wasn't talking to you." I say. "Oh, you wanna come over my house, hella people bout to be there and we Finna turn up." He says. I gasp. "Omg, absolutely not." I say sarcastically. He smacks his lips. "Bruh I want you to come." He says. "Well I don't want to go,I don't feel like it. Plus, you gone fuck around and get drunk." I say. "You know what, I'ma call you later you might change your mind." He says then hangs up. He can be annoying at times.

We just dropped off Jayda now we're on our way home. "Can you stop at Wendy's? I'm hungry." I ask. "Didn't you eat at the mall?" He says. "Yea so." I say. "What ever." He says.

"5.34." The cashier says. I give her a 10 dollar bill. She rips the receipt out the thing then hands me my change. "Your change is 4.66 have a nice day." She says. I smile then take the bag. The line was too long in the drive through and I didn't feel like waiting. I get in the passenger seat next to Julian. "Oo that smell good." He says. "Yea I know." I say.

I'm just sitting here in my room eating. I'm nauseous as fuck and its so irritating. And I'm tired. Marco called like 5 times already and I'm about to block him. Lemme think,what could be wrong? My periods late, I've been feelings the same for damn near 3 weeks. I've been taking medicine for my symptoms but they still won't go away. What if I'm pregnant. My life would go down the fucking drain. I don't have enough money to take care of a baby. My mom would not care about it enough at all to pay for any prenatal care. This shit is fucking ridiculous. I done care what anybody says, I'm taking a fucking pregnancy test tomorrow. So I can stop worrying and find out what the hell is happening.

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