Can't Have It All

Acting Different

Odell POV-

Something in my spirit didn't feel right about what Kenta told me. I trusted her judgment, but something said go look at it myself.

I went up to our bedroom bathroom and looked to see if it was in the garbage. It was wrapped in toilet paper, tucked deep in the garbage. I got it out.

Closed my eyes and sighed before I unwrapped it and what I found not only hurt but surprised the hell out of me.

It had two lines which meant she was pregnant. Are you fucking kidding me? She lied?

I looked at it again, threw the old paper away, wrapped it in new and placed it in my pocket. I washed my hands.

It's no secret Kenya didn't want to be a mother. Hell she barely wanted to marry me, so it was clear why she lied.

To buy time so she could abort the baby. Wow. You think you know people and you find out you don't know them at all.

But if this is what she wanted to do, you better believe I was going to embarrass her ass something serious. I didn't know how. But trust and believe, she's going to wish she never crossed me when it's over.

Yeah I'm a good dude, but when you cross me. Especially about some shit like this, when you know how bad I wanted this baby, imma make your ass wish she were aborted a long with the baby.

I had officially, officially wiped my hands of Kenya. We were done. There wasn't enough love in the world that could keep us together anymore. Like wow. I am fucking blown. And here I was going to whoop Vic's ass defending her. Fuck that. I'm not wasting a good ass whooping.

I looked at my phone. Khloe had a couple more days in town. Despite what people believed she was a cool person. And I don't know, maybe she might value me unlike Kenya. She did see me fit to be the face of her line, when my own girl didn't.

I texted her.

Me: What's up big head? 😂😂

Khloe: Odell get off my line with that typical male bullshit. And before your pressed girl tries to
Come at me again.

Me: lol, before you go I wanted to take you to dinner. Thank you for the opp. It means a lot you thought enough of me to be the face of your line

Khloe: no thank you. I don't got time for your psycho girl.

Me: it's cool, forreal. It's a thank you dinner that's it.

Khloe: you know somewhere private because I don't have time for paparazzi.

Me: I got you.

Khloe: well let me know. And make sure you cleared this with your girl.

Me: will do.

I hung up the phone and made a call to a friend who owned a restaurant here in Jersey. I was done wasting time on a dead relationship.

Kenya POV-

I tried to give O a little space before I went back home.

So I ran a few errands. Did some grocery shopping so I could make my baby something to eat. Got his favorite wine and some movies so we could just chill and I can ease his heart a bit. Hopefully by not giving away the surprise. But it would be hard. Especially if he was still in a rut.

I came in the house put the groceries on the counter and went to look for him. He wasn't in the living room anymore.

I went upstairs to the bedroom. He was getting ready.