Slow

Chapter Fourteen

Katelyn Pov

After Tyga and August left, I felt a huge hand grip on both my hands. Feeling continuous tapping, I realize this is Christopher.. Only, the other grip had to be Trey, because he's the only one that didn't leave from what I heard. Trey was right, but also wrong.

He was right to let them know that they didn't come to worry about who I have relationships with.

He was wrong for sticking up for me. He's been doing it for so long, I'm sure it's just second nature. There's no need to stick up for someone who has the capability of helping themselves? I understand helping someone without a voice to speak. I understand speaking up for the Unspoken (He he.. Get it? No? Okay.).. But, speaking for someone who has a voice, seems kinda... Weak. But, whatever.

Trey Pov

All this time going by, ain't it still ain't no damn doctor here to explain shit to me, and from the looks of it Chris too. Suddenly, a tall, slinder woman walks through the door after a soft knock.

Finally. Black people really feeling like they always gotta be late to some shit. Like, fuck was you doing?

"Hello, I'm doctor Patterson..."

"Hi."

Chris says, giving a shy wave.... Something's off about this nigga... I just can't put my finger on it...

"Well, I came to inform you about my patient."

My patient. Is she not human? Does she not have a name?

"Well, for a while now... We've been thinking about pregnancy."

"WHAT?!"

I yell, springing out the small hospital chair, and glaring at Chris. He did this. I watch as his face turn a beet red color. Yeah, nigga... You should be embarrassed.. Can't even pull out on time, shake my damn head.

"I said, we thought... She was pregnant. It turns out she was just overdoing everything. She was putting too much strain on her body, especially for her not to be eating out a daily."

She explained, causing me to cool down and take my seat once again. What had she been doing to stress herself out so much? Was it work? No. Well, whatever it was needed to be dealt with right here and now.

"Why... Why is she still sleeping? She's still sleeping."

Chris asked. I swear, the way he says things just have me thinking.....

"Well, her body is still healing.."

I watch him scrunch his eyebrows together, while nodding, looking down at Kate.

Good. I can't lose her. She's all I have in a woman's figure. I'm all she had, even with this highlighted ass nigga that was with her at the moment. We've been through it. Just, please let this be something we could check off as being through it.

Come on Kate...

Pull through.

Published
September 15, 2016

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