*Atlanta*
August POV:
Riah has been hea' fa tha last two hours. And been real quiet. Partially cuz she took what feels like five million naps in tha last two hours. But juss so happens...she's awake na.
Me: "Riah"
Mariah: "Yes?"
Me: "I'm about ta order some pizza. Want sum'n'?"
She shakes ha head
Me: "Not even pasta?"
She shakes ha head again. I raise my eyebrow
Me: "You good?"
Mariah: "Yea. I'm fine"
Me: "......'Iight"
She continues ta play wit Ava and I juss look at ha. She neva turns down pasta....
*20 minutes later*
I juss been starin' at Mariah. Seems weird, I know. But I have my reasons...
Me: "You haven't even took a lil bite outta dat"
Mariah: "I will"
Me: "Sooo...why you lookin' at dat wit a mug on yo face?"
Mariah: "Ion have a mug on my face"
Me: "Yes. You do. I'm lookin' right at chu"
Mariah: "Well...I'll eat it eventually"
I narrow my eyes
Me: "Take a bite"
Mariah: "Nah. I'm good"
Me: "Nah. You daid you feel fine. Eat it"
Mariah: "Ion wanna eat it right na. I'm feelin' fine"
Me: "Then prove it"
She looks at me. She takes a bite of tha pizza then sets it on ha plate as she chews. Tha more she chewed. Tha sicker she looked. Instead of swallowing...she runs ta tha bathroom. I already know wassup. My instincts were right...
Me: "Na dis is-What tha hell?"
Afta a few minutes passed, she came back. When she sat down, she notices my face
Mariah: "What?"
Me: "You're pregnant. Dats what"
Mariah: "What makes you think dat?"
Me: "I know yo body betta than you do. Plus...I ain't stupid. Tha sleepin'. Weight gain. You won't eat..."
She looks down and sighs
Me: "When did you find out?"
Mariah: "Dis mornin' befoe I came hea'..."
I juss look at ha
Mariah: "Tha mornin' sickness didn't kick in til I got on tha plane. When I got hea'...I went ta a clinic ta make sure. And come ta find out...I'm two weeks..."
I continue ta look at ha. Then I look at my hands
Me: "I've gotten used ta tha fact dat chu even wit him. But na...you're pregnant by him, too?"
I look back up at ha
Me: "A lot of shit don't hurt me. But dis does, Riah. Fa a lot of reasons..."
She bites on ha lips
Me: "As if...findin' out bout y'all tha way I did...wasn't enough. Dis...is juss tha topper of it all..."
Befoe she tol' me dey was ta'getha...I found out on social media. I was pissed off. Cuz fa one...how I found out. And two...cuz she ain't tell me from tha jump...
Me: "Yea we agreed ta what we agreed ta but...it's supposed ta be us MeMe..."
I wipe my hand ova my face
Me: "Tha choice I made...I made it cuz I wanted ta give you tha happiness you deserved. Did I want ta do it? Nah. Not at all..."
Mariah: "So why did you?"
Me: "Cuz I put your heart first. Dats why. Dats what mattas ta me. Is tha fact dat chu happy. And Imma do all I can ta make sure of dat. No matta tha sacrafice. But damn. Seriously? Him outta all people? Anybody else woulda been fine in my book. Hell...even Korfucko. But Chris?! Tha nigga dat fucked you juss so he can say he hit first. Tha nigga dat talked mad shit out tha side if his neck. Tha nigga who threw slugs at chu. Tha nigga who tried ta blackmail you. Sound familiar?"
Mariah: "I let dat go"
Me: "Nah you let him fuck wit yo head. Dis ain't tha Mariah Renee Jones I know. Cuz tha one I know woulda said fuck you and fuck what chu got goin' na get tha fuck out my face. Na am I right or am I wrong?"
Mariah: "*sighs* You're right"
Me: "So where is she at? Cuz at dis point...she's lost. Beybe, he ain't wit chu fa who you are. Ta him you're juss his lil trophy. Yo sex and looks are tha only thangs dat matta ta him. Me on tha otha hand...I fell fa you cuz of who you are. Attitude and all. I loved you. Still do. I was in love wit chu. Hell, I still...am..."
She looks in my eyes
Me: "Dat will neva change. Whateva or whoeva makes you happy. Then so be it. But I will tell ya na...you'll see Chris fa who he really is..."
I stand up and she looks up at me
Me: "Juss know wheneva you're ready...I'm ready ta work on us. Imma always be ready. I won't feel like a rebound cuz I know exactly where yo heart is. Oh. And congrats..."
I walk off and go upstairs. Am I happy she's pregnant by Chris? Hell mothafuckin' nah! But I'm happy she's havin' a child dat has ha blood. I juss wish my blood was runnin' through tha beybe veins also. But a child can't choose their birth parents. Only tha adults can choose who dey want. I juss wish...Chris wasn't dat choice...
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Quickie update. Ignore errors!!
Like I said...it's gonna get more & more serious tha more you read
