Time Away

What To Do, What To Do?

Yeah, I was pregnant. Like 2 months pregnant.
I was happy I was in my last semester before I graduated but what about me and Daniel? What are we gonna do?

"Daniel? Earth to Daniel." I waved my hand in his face. We were back at my apartment in my room, figuring out what to do. Trying to anyway.

"Is it cool if I stay here tonight? My head is spinning." He said, his head in his hands again.

"Sure." I smiled lightly. I sighed heavily.
"Daniel, I'm sorry. I-" his lips crashed onto mine for a long passionate kiss.

"This is not your fault! Please don't apologize. We did this together and we'll figure it out together. I just can't really put it all together right now." He said.

He sighed and took off his hoodie and his jeans and rolled into his side of my bed, facing away from me.

"If anything, I'm sorry." He mumbled. I stripped down too, encasing my arm around his waist and kissing his back.

"We did this together D."

...

I woke up to Daniel hollering on the phone.

"What the fuck is your problem?.. no, I didn't... she's fine, she's actually.. Chantelle don't talk like that! I'm serious man.."

I sat up, rubbing my eyes.

"I gotta go. I'll be by your place later to talk." He hung up and threw his phone down on the bed. He leaned back on the bed, his head resting in my lap. I massaged his head, playing in his little curls.

"You know, I hope little D has your hair and not mine." I smiled. He chuckled lightly, but his face quickly straightened up.

"Too soon?" I asked.
"Yeah." He frowned. He sat up and collected his things.
"You feeling better?" He asked. I nodded.
"Not throwing up anyway." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Can you poop?" He said smiling widely.
"Wow, I can't whisper!" I covered my mouth in shock, laughing.
"Yes I pooped last night. Information I never thought I'd have to tell you." We couldn't stop laughing. His smile was everything to me. His laugh always made me happy. It was just weird that this was how we were getting back to it.

"Hey, I gotta go but I'll be back tonight to take care of ya." He winked. I smiled widely.
"Thanks, I'll see you-"
There was a loud bang on my door.
"DAAANIIEELL SIMMMOOONNNNSSSS!!"

Holy fuck.

"Chantelle." Daniel mumbles rubbing his eyebrows angrily.

"DAAANIIIEEELLL!!! OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!!" I got up, putting on sweat pants and followed Daniel to the door, skipping past him to open it first.

"Sloane!" He said angrily.
"Hey honey." I smiled, leaning against the door.
Chantelle looked like she was on fire. She swung at me, but Daniel caught her arm. My eyes widened as I reached over him to swing back. Daniel separated us. His hands still holding Chantelle back.
"What the fuck are you doing at this bitch's apartment?" She hollered, fighting Daniel's grasp. Just then Andrea came out of her room, pulling me away from the door.

"Don't ever fucking touch her. I told you I was here helping her out! Sloane is pregnant!"

Chantelle's eyes widened, she swung out of Daniel's grasp so quick and lunged for me. I punched her right in her face, knocking her flat on her ass.
I held my hand as I walked to the kitchen, got ice for my hand and went to my room, slamming the door shut.