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Erica

So much has changed in the past year, let's recap.

I stayed in the hospital for about a week and a half. During that time period, I asked the nurses to keep all visitors away from me, including Cynthia. I took the time to think about all of my life choices, and if I was even ready for this life that I was about to have.

I knew that I was selfish for not letting Cynthia in, but these past few weeks had been really hard on me. With the whole situation with destiny, and then trying to prove myself to Cynthia, even though I worked my ass off, it just wasn't good enough for her. Deep down I knew that she deserved better, so I came to the conclusion, that it was just best for me to cut her off and go my own way.

Throughout that week Dr.Gosling "Ryan", helped me out a lot. He spent most of his time in my room, talking to me and helping me out. He was like my own personal therapist, and I grew attached to him. For the first time, I could tell somebody what I've done, the good and the bad, and he didn't judge me. He looked past all the bad stuff I did, and still wanted to be around me, and that felt really good.

      For the first time, it was like somebody saw the real me, and didn't label me as a fuck up.

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Past (recap / 1 year ago)

        The first thing I did when I got out the hospital was track down Jasmine. Jas was the girl that took me home from the club that right.. I decided to track her down, and confront her about what she passed on to me. I don't know if she even knows that she has something and that's scary. What if she's walking around infecting other people too?

Taking a cab straight from the hospital to her apartment , I prayed that she was home. I banged on the door, and then waited until I saw the door swing open.

"WHO THE FUCK IS BANGIN ON MY D...., oh what's up shorty. You missed me?" She said with that sexy and thick island accent.

          I pushed my way past her, walking into the living I sat on her couch.

"Well hello to you too, ms.Mena"

"Did you know that you had you had an STD before you slept with me?" I blurted out and her eyes got big.

"NO, what the fuck?! Erica are you fucking serious?!"

"Yes Jasmine what the fuck?!"

She started to cry and instantly I felt bad.

"Come here." I said

"Erica I had no idea, I'm so so sorry." She sobbed

"Do you even know who you got it from?"

She started to cry even harder.

"My boyfriend.... well ex boyfriend. I always felt like he was cheating on me. And that night that I brought you here, was the same day that I caught him in the act." At this point she was completely breaking down.

"Well... you should probably get that checked out."

I left her standing there in her apartment, I didn't have time for all of her drama. I had problems to deal with on my own.
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Present:

Aside from all the drama that happened last year, I really got myself together. I let Cynthia keep the house, and moved into my own little condo down town. Work was going great, and I met some new people.

       Jasmine tried pursing a relationship with me, but I wasn't really feeling her like that. Truth is, my heart wanted Cynthia so bad, but I just couldn't live with myself if I hurt her again..

Cynthia:

Sitting in the nursery, I had Nicole on my chest. Rocking her back and forth, I stared at her and played in her hair.

"You're so beautiful baby girl, mommy loves you." I cooed to her, and smiled as she was falling asleep.

Alexis was in the room changing Novas diaper.

"So Cynthia... I need to talk to you."

"What's up lex?"

"I think you should talk to somebody... you're going through postpartum"

I sighed, knowing she was completely right but I didn't want to listen.

"I'm going to be fine. I love my kids lex."

"I know you do babe, but just think about it okay? I know you're going through something inside, I can feel it. I just want you to be okay."

Putting Nicole down in her crib, I walked up to Alexis hugging her.

"I will I promise. I'll go talk to someone first thing in the morning, okay?"

"Okay... you promise?" She held out her pinky finger, and I held up mine, locking them together.

"I promise love."

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*guys Erica and Cyn will get back together, eventually. Erica has soul searching to do. It's not going to be a perfect love story. Give it time. And thanks for the suggestions. I really appreciate it. - l 💖 sorry  for any errors

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