Chrilani

Chapter Five

Kehlani POV

I felt Chris's short breaths as I laid on his chest. "Why didn't you tell me before?" he asked.

"Well, I was scared. You just got a girlfriend."
"I did not."

"Chris, I knew you were dating her. I mean, it wasn't a secret." he sighed.

"You were pregnant then? You were pregnant that day when I came to your house?" I nodded. He sighed again. Then he sat up. He looked me in the eyes. "Kehlani, you didn't have to hide it... Wait, if you were pregnant, what happened to the baby?" he asked. I looked at him and sighed.

"I lost it."

"Oh, I'm sorry." he hugged me "I should have been there."

"It's not your fault. I was stressed."
"Yeah, you were stressed about how you would tell me. You shouldn't have to worry." I nodded and stared at his tattoo on his neck.

"What is that?" I asked pointing to it. He chuckled and sighed.

"It's a creature I created. I don't know, I didn't want it on my back."

"You have that weird smiley face tattoo on your back."

"If you wanna talk about weird tattoos, lets talk about yours."
"Let's do so." I said giggling.

"Woke?" he asked. I laughed. "Really nigga? Woke? Why?"

"I don't know why. I just wanted it. Like really bad."

"Then you got face tattoos."

"It's my body nigga."

"Nigga, Didn't that hurt?"

"Not in the littlest bit." I smiled. He shook his head and smiled. "Did those neck tattoos near your throat hurt... or what about the one on your fucking head?"

"No. Not a lot." I shook my head. "You know you're really beautiful." he said licking his lips. I stared at him.

"Chris, you have a girlfriend."

"She won't find out." he said kissing me. I pulled away and looked at Chris.

"Chris-" he kissed me again.

"Shh, my name is papi tonight." he whispered. I smiled.

After we were finished doing the dirty do (A/N: I was going to do a sex scene, but nah) , Chris looked at me. He kissed my neck. I sighed.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I feel bad." I said. He sighed and moved off of me.

"Man, she's not really something to me." he said.

"Wasn't really talking about your girlfriend. I could really care less about her ass. I'm talking bout like, I don't feel too good." Chris looked at me.

"Huh?" He sat up and put his hand on my forehead. "You're not warm." I got up and ran to the bathroom and threw up. I heard him come in behind me. Then I felt him rub my back. I wiped the sweat from my forehead.

"Uh, are you ok?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with me right now." I admitted.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" he asked.

"I mean, I can go if you feel comfortable with it." I said.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you're way too important." he said. I looked at him and smiled. "No, go put on some clothes. We don't need you at the hospital naked."

"They gonna take off my clothes anyway."

"Well in that case, you should've came over with no clothes on. Your clothes came off." I laughed. "Get dressed." he walked out the bathroom and put on some clothes. I did the same and then he walked out the room and got Ro. Then we got in his car and we went to hospital. Ro was sleep in Chris's lap when I was called. I sighed and then walked back to the room. When I turned around and sat on the bed thing, Chris sat in the seat. I was surprised. I didn't think that he would come back here. I smiled to myself and waited.

"Hi, Ms. Parrish. My name is Camille and I'm your nurse today. I uh, wanna start by asking you a series of questions if that's ok."
"Yeah."

"Alright. Are you sexually active?"

"Yes."

"When's the last time you had sex?" she asked. I looked at Chris from the corner of my eye.

"Last month." I lied.

"Alright, uh when's the last time you got your period?" Then it hit me. Again.

"Uh, a month ago. I should have gotten it by now." I said opening up my calendar. I looked at it confused.

"Alright, we're going to see if your pregnant first so we don't harm the baby if you are pregnant." she pulled out a cup and a couple of wipes. "So, there's instructions on the wall in there. If you need help, feel free to call any of the nurses in there." she walked out the room.

"You didn't get your period?" Chris asked. "Then you didn't notice?" he asked.

"I was too busy. I've been stressing. I thought it was just going to be late." I said.

"Nigga, it's not a person." he looked at me. "But it doesn't matter. I will love you and that baby no matter what. If you are pregnant. I mean, I love you any way. Not in a weird way. I love you like a friend."

"I get it Chris." I said looking away.

"Uh, you should go pee in that cup now."

"Alright." I stood up and went inside the bathroom that was in the room. I did what the instructions told me to do, and then peed in the cup. I put the cup full of pee in the container and washed my hands. After that, I walked back out into the room. Chris was on his phone and Royalty was laid out on the chair.

"You finished?" Chris asked.

"Yeah. I uh, yeah." I said. He looked up at me.

"Why are you standing up like you did something bad?"

"I don't know." I walked over to the bed and hopped up.

"Alright," the nurse came in. "So, we are testing your urine right now. But do you want anything?" she asked.

"Uh, ginger ale." I said. She nodded and looked at Chris.

"Ginger ale, please." She nodded and walked away.

Chris mumbled something and I looked up at him. "What?"

"Nothing. I was thinking 'bout something." he said. He put his phone in his pocket. "So, if you are pregnant, what would you name the baby?" he asked. I looked at him confused.

"What?"

"If you are pregnant, what would you name the baby?"

"Boy or girl?"
"Both." I scratched my head.

"Uh, if it was girl, I would name her Kenya. And then if it was a boy, I would name him, uh... Karlos."

"Why?"

"Nigga, cuz my name starts with a K."

"What the fuck? Carlos starts with a C."

"Well mine doesn't start with it." He laughed and then took a popsicle stick out of the container and threw it at me. "Nigga." I said rolling my eyes. The nurse came back into the room. She handed Chris and me our drinks.

"Ok, so great news. We know what's wrong with you?"
"Is it bad?" I asked.

"Uh, depends on how you see it." she said honestly.

"Ok, spill it." "Well, you my dear friend, you are pregnant."