"You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened... or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on." - Tupac Shakur
1 Month Later . . .
"Come on, Chyna, we got to go. We gonna be late, fooling around with yo ass," I listened at Tahj fussing on the other side of the bathroom door.
I had been in the bathroom for the past ten minutes throwing up and not to mention I wasn't even dressed yet. It was was homecoming week and the night of Tahj's fraternity brothers auction charity event. I had promised Tahj I would be along side him for the event but how I was feeling I just wanted to skip it and lay in bed.
He was already dressed and ready to go but claimed he wasn't leaving with out me by his side. Cute I know, so I might as well suck it up and be there for him like I am any other time.
I got up from the floor in front of the toilet and flushed it then went to the sink to brush my teeth and get myself together. After doing my hair and makeup I was ready and honestly I looked at myself in the mirror surprised that I didn't even look like I was just throwing up everything in me just a while ago.
I walked out of the bathroom and looked at Tahj. Even though I still felt sick I put a smile on my face, just to notify him that I was okay.
"Come here. What’s wrong with you? Why you in there throwing up like that?" He asked me.
I walked over towards him into his open arms and wrapped my arms around him and laid my head against his chest. "I think I might be pregnant," I confessed. He didn't say anything for what felt like forever. Now I regretted even opening my mouth in saying anything. I unwrapped my arms from around him and pulled away from him.
"If you're not--"
"Look at me." He said interrupting me.
I picked up my head and looked up into his smiling face. He pulled me back towards him and gave me a quick kiss before letting his hands fall on my still flat stomach.
"I just want you to know that if you are pregnant right now, then a nigga is happy as hell."
"Really?" I asked surprised because me and Tahj had, had the typical conversation about what we wanted in the future of our relationship and both of us agreed on having kids once we graduated but now that its happened before then I just thought he would react different then his is now.
"Of course, just make an appointment soon so we can confirm it. In the meantime, I want you to put on your game face so that you can support your man tonight at this event."
"Okay." I smiled and stood on my tip toes and kissed his lips.
Now that I had confirmation that he wasn't upset about this pregnancy -- that's if I was pregnant. And that he was excited, made me a little less nervous. I know we were a little late already and was glad that I had already picked out a outfit to wear so I didn't have to waste anymore time on doing that.
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