Chapter 30
Marcus came close and whispered in my ear.
"I would need more than five minutes to be finished with you. I would hurt you. You don't get off the hook that easy."
He was actually telling the truth. Usually when it was in a few minutes, he was more rough. I didn't like it. Maybe that's the difference between the 'F' word and love.
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"Have there been any problems with this man before today?" The officer asked.
"Yes."
"Has it been handled by the law?"
"Honestly, we don't know. This has happened to both me and another woman that lives here."
"What's her name?"
"Reylor Rodriguez."
"Okay, well, he'll be doing some time for a lot of things. He actually had a warrant out for him." The officer said. "He's been caught for rape and harassment and molestation. Things like that. I'm just surprised with the stuff that he has, that they haven't nuderred him yet."
"What does that mean?" Marcus asked.
"When they chop the thing that makes you a man." I stated simply causing Marcus to go red and the officer to start laughing hysterically.
"You are beautiful. You don't deserve to be treated like this, so we'll have him put away and out of your hair." The officer said as he got in the car and drove off.
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I was in the doctors office.
"Ms. Davis?" A woman called out.
Marcus and I walked into the back room and I sat on the bed that was there.
The doctor rolled a machine into the room. I lifted my shirt up and held it just below my chest.
He put a clear blue gel on my stomach and began to roll it around.
"So, what are you guys hoping for?" He asked.
"I'd love a boy." Marcus laughed.
"I don't care. I love it either way."
He was listening for something. He frowned slightly, but looked up and smiled at me.
"I'm going to go and get another doctor. She might know more."
My heart sank. That wasn't reassuring.
"Hi," a woman walked in and sat on the rolling stool. "Let me take a look."
She rolled it around, furrowed her eyebrows, then smiled.
"There it is."
"There's what?" I asked.
"I couldn't seem to find the pulse. Your baby must be turned in and different way." The female doctor said.
"What's the gender doc?" Marcus asked.
"Seems to me as if you guys are having a boy." The female doctor announced.
Marcus kissed me and smiled.
"You can tell with the figure of your belly.
When it's more out there and loose, it's a girl, but when the belly is more tight, firm, and rounded, it's usually a boy." The male doctor explained.
"But if you look here," he continued. "You can see the little thing that pokes out."
I nodded, and laughed at what he had said.
We lasted there for about an hour.
I got to drive back to Sophie's.
"Do you wanna pick some food up?" Marcus asked.
I pulled into the nearest pizzeria. It was one of the best in the state. I ordered eight pizzas; two pepperoni, two pineapple, two cheese, one three-meat, and one with green peppers, my favorite.
