Owned

C58: Maturity Attempt

Isabelle

For once in my life I feel at peace. I've cut people out of my life that have been draining my happiness, and it's such a refreshing feeling. I look down at Royalty, and she's so precious sleeping soundly in my arms. I'm glad I have this experience with her, so hopefully when it's my turn to give birth I'll have the experience.

It's still hard for me to get in my head that I'm pregnant, and not by Chris. Even when we weren't together, I still had dreams of us having our own family. It may be backwards right now, with us having kids with people we aren't with but its fine. I know we'll work it all out. OB was too good to be true, but I know he somewhat cared. He was willing to take care of me. That's the main reason I won't deny him from partaking in anything that has to do with my pregnancy. I know Chris may not like it, but it's not his choice.

I grab my phone and see that Chris hasn't even called me back, or replied to my messages. What is so important that he can't text me anything? An "I'm busy." would've sufficed.

I call Trey, and the phone just rings and rings till I get his voicemail too. I guess he's getting a message as well.

"Tremaine... I don't know why you ain't answering my calls. I don't know why Chris ain't either, but y'all better be doing something important cause you're stressing me out. Please call me back."

I end the call and look at my phone. I'm worried because we've said that we're gonna work on communication and right now he's doing an ass job of it.

I lay Royalty in her bassinet and sit back on the couch. My phone rings, and it's my Dad. Great, cause that's just who I wanted to talk to.

"Hello?" I answer

The voice that replies is not my Dad.

"Hey baby. How're you doing?"

"Derrick what are you doing? Are you sick? I'm your sister. Leave me the hell alone."

"Not by blood. By association. Don't be so harsh to me baby. You wouldn't want something bad to happen would you?"

"You trying to threaten me? Are you fucking crazy? I'm hanging up."

"You hang up, and I can assure you that something is gonna happen that you don't like. And you don't need to be stressed, it's not good for the baby."

I immediately hang up. I don't even want to hear his voice. And for him to even mention my baby sends chills down my spine. I thought I told my dad not to tell him. Why does he even have my Dad's cell to being with? What are these threats? Like nigga get over trying to ruin my life again. That was his goal in life and he achieved it one. He never loved me, he loved controlling me and watching me bend over backwards to please him. He is disgusting.
I dial Chris AGAIN, and it doesn't even ring it goes straight to voicemail. Now I'm worried.

"Chris, this ain't even funny no more. Call me back."

Who knows he might be playing some joke.

The door suddenly opens and Chris walks on in. I jump up and walk over to him.

"Are you okay?" I ask

He smiles at me and nods.

"I'm fine Isabelle, why?"

"Why? You haven't been answering my calls or texts. Neither has Trey."

"Is something wrong? Did something happen?" He asks me

"No, but you scare me when you don't reply. I don't know what you're doing, or what's happening with you if you don't tell me. I don't like wondering where you are."