don't think they know. ii

Three.

I went home, scrubbing my body in the shower. We didn't have sex but we did other things. I feel ashamed and I feel like a whore once again. Chris will forever have that affect on me. I stepped out of the shower and dried then wrapped my pink towel around myself. As I walked into the room, Cam was walking in as well. I haven't seen him all day so I hugged him tightly.

"Damn Niquey, what's wrong ma?" His strong harlem accent infused my ears. I just held him, resting my head on his chest.

"I just missed you."

"It's only been a few hours but okay. Kaden missed you alot, he's been crying all day son." He groaned falling back on the bed. "Sometimes I feel as if he doesn't like me..."

My heart dropped. I knew this was coming but not this soon. "Baby you know how Kaden is, don't worry he'll open up more as he gets older." I weakly smiled before putting my pajamas on. I put my products on then walked down to Kaden's room. When I stepped inside there he was with a scowl on his face.

"Mama," he reached his arms out poking his bottom lip out. I smiled and picked him up carrying him downstairs on my waist.

"You had fun with daddy?"

"Cam Cam," he corrected me. I looked at him with a bit of frustration and sighed.

"Okay Kaden. Do you want some food?" I asked sitting him in his high chair. He nodded vigorously like he hasn't ate all day. Oh hell no.

I yelled Cameron's name loud as ever until he ran in the kitchen, with only his basketball shorts on. "Did Kaden eat today?"

"My mom cooked and he didn't want the food... I didn't know what to do!" Cam explained. I understand he's not use to having a kid but gosh. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only adult in this house.

He sighed, "Nique I'm sorry..this is just new to me."

"Cam it's been two years, you should know to feed my damn son. It's not fucking rocket science!"

"Woah.. you need to chill out with all that yelling ma-"

"I need to chill out?" A overly sarcastic chuckle came from my lips. I've been known to over exaggerate but this is ridiculous. "Cam you need to learn how to be a parent. I'm the only one putting in the effort!"

"I'm trying Zonnique! Be fucking grateful for the things I already do. That's your problem, you're selfish."

Suddenly a image of Chris saying the same thing popped in my head; "Now you mad? That's how I feel when you continue treating me like a option. You're my main priority yet you don't see that. Why? Because you're fucking selfish." Am I really selfish?

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Chris
The next day

    I woke up with massive headache from yesterday. Zonnique has me going crazy all over again. I know she fucked me over but I can't stop loving her. She's like my addiction. Yesterday I just wanted to show her what she's missing. Today's a whole different story. I did my morning routine and got ready for dance rehearsals with Zonnique. I threw on my black Nike track pants, a white muscle shirt and my Jordan's. Before leaving out I ate a bowl of cereal and some fruit.

When I arrived at the dance studio, she wasn't there which was great. I just needed time to think and be alone. I sat on the floor, looking down at my palms. Why would I even lead myself on? Of course I'd want Zonnique back but I can't trust her. I don't know if I'll ever be able to love someone just because of her. It's crazy how someone can affect your life in such a strong way.

Thirty minutes past and Zonnique still wasn't here. I started to leave then the door flew open. She walked in yelling on the phone with an angry look. My eyes traveled to her attire. She wore a pink tracksuit and a pair of white sneakers. It never mattered what she wore, she's gorgeous in my eyes.

"Put Kaden on the phone!" She demanded not even knowing I was listening. "...Kaden, baby stop crying. I'll be home soon I promise!"

I wonder who she's talking to.

"Mommy's gonna bring you some fruit and your favorite cereal. Okay?" Her voice cooed over the phone. I couldn't help but laugh a little. "Alright be good Kad!" Zonnique sighed and hung up the phone.

I stood there wondering if I should address the situation. It had just literally hit me, Zonnique was pregnant right when we broke up. Therefore...  I'm a dad?

"Zonnique who was that on the phone?" I asked.

She looked at me then rolled her eyes, "None your concern Christopher."

"It is my damn concern!"

"And how is that?" Zonnique inquired with a smile. I swear I just want to smack the shit out of her sometimes.

"So that day in the hospital-"

"Yes! Everything I fucking said was true. The baby isn't yours, it's Cam's.So don't ask me about my child again-"

"You're such a fucking liar." I laughed somewhat before shaking my head.

She shrugged. "Believe what you want Christopher. Kaden isn't your son."

"Then we'll have a DNA test and if he's mine; I'm going beat Cam's ass okay?"

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