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Chanell

1993

It's been a year since the incident. And now I'm pregnant. I told Eric, and he tried to kill Shug. But now, our relationship is starting to go downhill, I don't understand. I feel very alone. He doesn't talk to me, anymore. We don't make love anymore. Nothing.

I arrived home early from work, only to see rose petals on the floor, and candles lit everywhere. Being that I'm 3 months, in my pregnancy, I have to be careful going up the stairs. I got in my bed, thinking it was my fiancé, but it was another woman.

"What the hell are you doing in my house?" I stated, beating her with my fist. She was yelling and screaming for help. I could hear the door slam. I was furious. I was done with Eric's mess. "Damn, what's going on? Baby, what are you doing?" He started getting flabbergasted. "It's over, I've had it with your lies, cheating, everything. I can't do this anymore." I was crying as I packed my bags for good. "Please, don't go, baby I need you. I can't live without. Please." He stated. I was sobbing. This was too much for me and the baby.

"I'm sorry, but I can't. Just know that I still love you." I kissed him one last time. I got in my car and drove to Michel'Le house with my daughter. As I knocked on the door, she was with my nephew Marcel, just for the weekend.

"Hey, Nelly! What are you doing, here?" Her squeaky voice stated. "Eric and I broke up, I couldn't take it anymore." I cried as she grabbed my bags.

"You know you can stay here, if you want to. Besides Marcel would love to have you here all the time." She says. "Thank you so much. I can't believe he had another woman in my bed. After everything we've been through." I replied crying, almost sobbing.

"Girl I know how you're feeling. How do you think I felt when I was with Dre? He would just do crazy things, for no reason. Luckily, I got away from him." She says as Marcel was playing with his toys and blocks. He was laughing. I smiled. "So... How's your pregnancy going?" She asked, as Layla was sleeping in my arms. I chuckled.

"I'm growing everything. I'm so happy it's a boy! Eric seemed to act like he was excited." Michel'Le was smiling. "What are you going to name him?" I had thought about it for a while. "I don't know, maybe Ezri, or Bakari." I started rubbing my belly, smiling at the fact I have a living soul inside of me. And I knew Eric would be there every step of the way.

Later that night ..

I was getting myself, situated with my stuff. Layla was sleeping in the bed. She reminds me so much of Eric. I smiled. I went to the bathroom, to take a shower. Everything came to my mind. All of the things we went through. I can't lie, I miss the old him. I know I can't have him back. After my shower, I went to the bedroom, putting on my pajamas. I got in the bed, slowly drifting off to sleep.

The next day ...
5:45 a.m.

The ripples from the sun, caused me to wake up. I got up from my deep slumber, only looking to see that there was a car, in the driveway. I got dressed, and went to the kitchen searching for something to eat. The doorbell rang, and it was Eric. He had his hair in cornrows, his black shades, and a flannel. In his hand, he had some red roses. I wasn't falling for it.

"If you think bringing me some flowers, is going to give you another chance. Well you're wrong." I stated, sternly. He took off his shades.

"I didn't come here for any arguing. I came to talk to you on some real shit." He started coughing, really bad. I began to feel very concerned. "Are you okay?" He just nodded his head. "Can I come in, please?" I rolled my eyes and let him in. He walks in the house with his glasses on. His hair is in cornrows, and he still had the blue flannel I had bought him for his birthday. "Well, what's wrong with you?" I sternly said looking at him. "I miss you and my baby girl, I need y'all back in my life. Please, Chanell, don't do this."

He grabs my hand, rubbing it slightly. I started to cry, because I needed him, I wanted him. He leans his head signaling he wanted a kiss. I gave him a few pecks. "Look, I have to pick up Layla from my mom's house, and she doesn't like it when I'm late." He gets up, and walks towards the front door. "Alright, just know that I love you okay?" With that, he just leaves. I was getting dressed in some comfortable clothes, so that I could pick up Layla.

I got in my car, and proceeded to drive towards my mom's house. I knocked on the door, and proceeded to get my daughter.

I kept having flashbacks about how things used to be. Now, I know some stuff will never be the same.