Host of Imperfections

Chapter 20

Hours later, I was in the kitchen attempting to clean up the mess Jay had made while cooking dinner for me. He'd definitely put a temporary smile on my face with this gesture but I couldn't help the crazy thoughts still going through my mind at the moment.

It was a shame Lorenzo's sorry ass had me second guessing him now. No matter how much I tried to tell myself he was only fuking with me- a little piece of me actually believed him for some reason. This whole little relationship Jay and I had formed was all too good to be true. There had to be a downfall eventually. I'd already given up the goodies like a dumb ass. If that's all Jay wanted, I'm sure he would've cut me off by now, right?

Completely caught up in my thoughts, Jay ended up scaring the crap out of me when I felt him approach me from behind.

"Ssss... shit!" I dropped the knife I was washing in the sink and my eyes bulged at the sight of blood seeping through the tiny cut on my finger.

"Seriously Boo, you aight?" Jay asked concerned and grabbed my hand holding it under the water. "Why you been actin so funny?"

"I'm not actin funny." I frowned and pulled my hand back examining the cut myself. He walked out of the kitchen for a mere second and came back with a band-aid.

"Hold your hand out."

I held it out between us and watched it tremble with bad nerves.

How embarrassing. If he wasn't sure before, he was definitely going to know something was bothering me now. He put the band-aid on and clutched my hand in his before kissing my palm and staring at me like he was waiting for me to come out and say something.

"What?"

"Your hand was just shaking like a leaf and you're dead set on telling me nothings wrong?"

"I was just a lil shaken up by the cut, that's all." I slipped out of his grasp and tried to finish with the dishes.

"I told you, you didn't have to wash that shit. I'll get 'em later. Come talk to me." He had a tight but gentle grip on my arm and pulled me away from the sink and into the living room. He sat down on the sofa and tried to pull me down on his lap but I sat down next to him instead.

"Whats going on?" He threw his arm over the back of the couch and caressed my shoulder before lowering his voice like he'd been contemplating his next statement without trying to offend me. "You pregnant or something?"

There was no way to describe the expression on my face at the moment. Try shocked, amused, surprised, all in one. "What the fu---NO!" I may have laughed a little too hard. "God, no!". Was he serious?

He shrugged his shoulders clueless. "I mean you was showing symptoms. You always sleeping and shit. You straight dogged your food earlier too."

"I was HUNGRY!" I frowned still laughing. How dare him. He chuckled and pulled me closer.

"And whatchu mean 'GOD NO!' You'on wanna have my baby?"

"Jay seriously, shut up!" I laughed shaking my head and pushed him away. "I don't wanna think about having anybody's baby right now."

"I aint talking about anybody. I said MINE!"

"Not even YOURS! You trippin."

"Aight, we'll see."

I smirked and rolled my eyes. How the fcuk did we even get on this topic?

"So if that's not the problem whats wrong witchu then?"

I let out a sigh and got serious once everything started resurfacing in my mind again. "When's the last time you talked to Lorenzo?" I didn't plan on telling Jay how he had came on to me but that comment he made, I couldn't let slide.