"When you hurt me, you hurt yourself...
Try not to hurt yourself" - BeyoncèChyna
It had been three days since we found out the gender of the baby and three days since I barely had a conversation with Tahj. He had been quiet and distant which was making me uneasy. When he was home he spent all of his time in the living room playing his game or on the balcony smoking. He had even slept in there two nights and when he did interact with me it was limited and with short answers and very little contact. I didn't know what was going on but I couldn't stand the distance between us.
I had basically had enough and needed to figure out what was going on with Tahj. When we left the hospital everything was good. So when he came home in a sour mood, it through me off. I built up the nerve and climbed off the bed and walked into the living room. He was laid back on the couch with his arms folded across his chest staring into space.
As soon as he noticed me standing in the living room with him, he looked up at me with a forced smile that faded quickly as it came.
"Hey." I said barley above a whisper before I fully walked in and sat on the edge of one of the couches and rested my arms on my legs.
"What's up? Everything okay?"He glanced at me before he lifted the laptop that was on the side of him and then began typing on it. It was like he didn't even want to look at me.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked with my eyes focused on him.
"No why?" He said finally looking at me, but then quickly focused his attention back to the computer.
"Well did I do something wrong because you've barely talked to me in three days and it's like you don't want to be around me."
"We're fine Chyna. I'm just real busy right now." He said and then focused on the computer in front of him again.
"Busy?" I asked.
"Shit Chyna. I don't have time for this right now. Yes busy." I couldn't tell if he was frustrated or angry but either way it was like he was taking it out on me.
"Fine." I said then walked away. Once I got back into our room I shut the door and climbed on the bed and grabbed my phone. I clicked the phone icon by Caela's name and waited until she picked up.
"Hey baby mama how's my God daughter doing?"
"I think Tahj is cheating on me." I cried out ignoring her question.
"What? Why would you think that?"
"For starters the day of our doctors appointment he was on the phone with someone when I got out of the shower, saying that he would see them later or something like that. Then when I asked him who it was he said it was nobody important, and when I went to see who it was myself his phone had a pass code. Caela he's never had a password on his phone the whole time we've been dating so why now? Then when I came home from shopping with you he was here but had an attitude the whole time. He hasn't said more than three words to me in three days until I asked him what was going on; and he flipped on me for no reason."
"Maybe he's stressed about something,"
"Yeah stressed about having two girlfriends."
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