The Stripper

Apology

After the altercation with Kendrick I decided I should be the bigger person. It was time for me to apologize. I was now on the way to Kendrick's house. There were a couple moments when I heard voices in my head telling me to turn around. But I knew that wouldn't make anything better. I shouldn't have threw the knife at him. I couldn't live if I would've killed him , I love him too much. As I pulled into Kendrick's driveway I spotted a unfamiliar car. I wondered who it belonged to. Before exiting my car I checked my hair and light make up ( lipstick , mascara, and eyeliner ). My outfit was pretty casual I wore a loose fitted black maxi dress , and pink Louis Vuitton sandals. My heart began to pace faster as I approached the door. I stood there for a few seconds before gaining the courage to ring the door bell. Kendrick shortly answered he looked at me and slightly rolled his eyes. I stood there just looking at him I couldn't manage to let the words fall from my mouth. " so are you coming in or what ?" He sounded annoyed. I slowly walked in a dark skinned woman sat on the sofa with a toddler in her lap. She spotted me and a smile appeared on her face. She was very beautiful her mocha toned skin complemented her nude colored dress. She had pretty chinky brown eyes , full plump dark pink lips, and slightly dimpled cheeks. Her shiny black hair was curled to perfection which stopped below her shoulders. He walked to where she was  sitting I followed behind like a lost puppy. " Brooklyn this is Patricia and Cobi. He pointed to the woman and the sleeping child. She smiled and reached out her hand " nice to finally meet you." I hesitated to shake her hand , but I shook it off I didn't want to be rude. " Well I think it's time for us to go, I have a sermon tomorrow and Cobi is very exhausted, see you all next weekend." She smiled as she rose from the sofa carefully holding the toddler close to her chest. Kendrick took Cobi from her arms , I had a feeling in my stomach that Cobi was his child. I felt tears starting to fall down my eyes. I rushed to the downstairs guest bathroom. I locked myself inside and slid onto the floor. I really felt heartbroken, am I wrong for wanting to be the mother of his first child? He didn't even bother to mention he had a child , hell he may even have multiple children. " Brooklyn " Kendrick tried to open the door but failed due to it being locked. " leave me alone" I said in between sniffles. " baby please open the door". I sighed as I gave in I slid to the side so I could open the door. He slowly walked in and shut the door behind himself. He sat beside me and rubbed my belly. Baby girl was kicking the hell out of me. " don't touch us" I shouted the tears Began to blur my vision. " I love you , and I miss you Brooklyn I want you to come back home." He wiped my falling tears with his thumb. " is that your son Kendrick". He sighed as he rubbed his temples. " Something like that.His voice cracked , " what do you mean Kendrick is he or not". He sighed once again " no Brooklyn my daughters died Patricia and I had twins." I felt nothing but sympathy for him I couldn't imagine losing Josiah or baby girl my kids are my world. " I'm so sorry Kendrick" I rubbed his hand. " I understand if you want to go back to her, I saw how you looked at her". " baby she has HIV and Cobi may also have it , after we Lost the twins she left me and lost herself, three Years ago she found the Lord and became a minister. Dam this was a bit too much for me.