Side dude

Don't even think about it

Work seemed to be my safe haven since Que and I had connected. It was such a blessing to have a man like him in my life. Don't take it as anything than what it was though between us. It was strictly sex. We both  had agreed on that early on. I'd say a few days later after our night out we agreed on it being strictly friends with benefits.

It broke me a little bit. But I had to think of it as I would rather him be in my life than not. Regardless of how. He pushed me to really start seeing someone again. So I was.

I was seeing an amazing guy. He was a police officer, older than me by a few years, and was a major gym rat. We got along extremely well. We were a good match for eachother in fact.

All I know is I don't want this night to end

"Baby, you're doing great." He said as we ran next to eachother, we were hitting mile 4 out of 6 and I already wasn't feeling the greatest before we had begun. I started to slow down.

"I have to stop. I'm gonna get sick" I stated right before everything in my stomach came spewing out of my mouth into the grass next to the trail we were on. I felt his hands rub circles on my back as I continued to throw up until there was nothing left. After I stood up tears slowly started sliding down my face.

I was disappointed in myself.  I typically pushed my body further than what I should. He wrapped his arm around me knowing I was already upset with myself and pulled me close to him and we walked back to his car in silence.

Chris and I had been seeing eachother for give or take 2 maybe 3 months. This coming after a good 2 month brrak fron relationships following my seperation witg matt. We hadn't taken the step to move in together but when Cass was with her father then I'd be with him or with Que.

We drove back in the direction of his apartment, with hands intertwined and music playing lowly. He pulled into the Walgreens that was on the corner of where his apartment complex was. He parked and said he'd be right back. I had no energy in my body and made a small smile as he got out of his Honda and made his way inside.

Minutes passed before he came back out with a bag full of stuff. He handed the bag over and I placed it at my feet. I wasn't interested in anything in the bag right now.

When we got back to the apartment I grabbed the bag and made my way up behind him to his apartment on the second floor. I placed the bag on the kitchen counter and opened it looking to see all that he got. Looked like the usual, Gatorade, crackers, 7up, and a pregnancy test.

That didn't cross my mind. Being pregnant again. But I grabbed the test and headed to the bathroom behind him. He was already in the shower. I took a deep breath and took the test before stripping and preparing to jump into the shower with him. I sat the test on the sink and got in to wash off .

Since he got in first he was also the one to get out first and being as such saw the test results before I did.

"Babe.?" He asked
"Yeah?" I asked washing my hair with conditioner.
"Boy or girl?" Literally my mind blanked because I had no idea what the heck he meant by that.
"Huh?"
"We're pregnant baby"

Oh shit.