"What's up?" He said as we slightly hugged when he entered. We went into the living room and sat down.
"Trey, the other night I didn't get to say it but I'm sorry about everything I said... I want to apologize for all the confusion I've caused between you and Mila.. I'm just-" he cut me off.
"Why are you apologizing? I know you didn't mean for any of this to happen. I know-"
"Trey I'm pregnant." I said quickly so it could be over with.
"You're what?" he chocked.
"Yea." I said as a tear rolled down.
"Dammit!" He shouted.
"I'm sorry." I jumped.
He just stood up and walked off.
"I'm sorry Trey!" I called. I stood up and followed behind him.
"I'll talk to you later when I figure everything out." he said heading to the door.
I paused for a moment.
"Wait why are you so upset? Why am I apologizing? We both took part in this. You knew I was venerable. You knew! And you came inside of me! Just like a little boy you could pull yourself out of me. So this is both of our problem."
He just looked at me and then opened the door and walked out. "Come back here Trey!" I screamed.
He went to his car and closed the door. I couldn't even cry. I just stood there.
****
I went and soaked in the tub and called Odell up.
ME: Hello?
ODELL: How you feeling beautiful?
ME: Not so good....
ODELL: I'm listening.
ME: He got mad and just left. Could you-
He cut me off.
ODELL: I'll be over in 10.
The phone hung up.... But I dialed him back.
ODELL: Huh?
ME: Could you stay on the line?
ODELL: Yes I can.
Into about five minutes of Odell making me feel like my problems no longer existed he said he was at the store and wanted to pick some things up for me.
ODELL: You like beef jerky?
ME: Yep. And I like orange juice, and get me a couple snickers too.
ODELL: Whatever you want my lady.
ME: And that's why I love you.
There was a slight pause over the phone.
ODELL: Did Mrs. Amaro just say she loved Mr. Beckham Junior?
ME: Not like that.
I said regretting I ever said it.
ODELL: No, it's fine.... I really wish you had meant it like that.
He chuckled.
ME: Just bring me my food man. And get me some Chick-Fil-A too?
ODELL: Ok.
****
He wasn't there in 10 minutes because he had made so many stops for me.
ODELL: I'm walking to the door.
ME: Ok.
ODELL: Ok
he said as the doorbell rung.
I opened the door. Face pale and hair tied up in a very messy bun, with a knee length sweater.
"Why do you look so damn cute." he said kissing my cheek and walking past me with bags in his hands.
"Don't lie to flatter me." I chuckled.
"Not lying.. Hey where does the peanut butter go." he said as he looked through the cabinets.
I rolled my eyes chuckling as I turned around to see him standing there. He kissed my forehead and took off his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders. "Now where does the peanut butter and other stuff go?" he chuckled.
****
I was eating peanut out of a bowl with a small spoon.
"Thanks for buying me all the stuff I asked for." I giggled.
"Nahh, don't thank me." he said putting his arm around my shoulders as we watched TV.
"So, are we a thing?" I asked holding some peanut butter up about to stuff it in my mouth.
"I've been functioning as if we are?" He smiled and then leaned and stuff my spoon in his mouth.
"You punk." I giggled jumping on top of him. He bear hugged me gently and rocked me side to side.
"Just want you to know... I love you like that." He smirked.
I just stared at him smirking back.
"Too soon?" he asked laughing.
"Too soon." I giggled.
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I woke up next to Odell. I reached for my bowl of peanut butter but it was empty.
"Hey! You ate my peanut butter." I said gently slapping his stern chest.
He woke up wiping his eyes and yawning. "Sorry Baby, I'll go fix some more." he said getting up and taking the bowl.
When he made it to the kitchen he called to me "You want your Chick-Fil-A?"
"Yes, and warm it please. Thank you handsome." I said standing on the couch and then I plopped down smiling uncontrollably.
I was kicking my legs in excitement and accidentally kicked my table causing a loud thump. "Ouch!"
"You okay in there?"
"I'm fine." I said smuggling the laughter I wanted to let out.
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