Thick & Thin

Chapter Twenty-One; Time for a Reality Check

"Aww my lil man is knocked out!" Beyoncé cooed as she stared at Brendan stretched out on the love seat across the room. When she realized she was talking to herself, she looked down at Shawn, asleep on her shoulder.

"Get up fool!" She tried shrugging him off, but it only resulted in him wrapping his arms around her tighter. She wouldn't be surprised if he mistook her for a pillow or something. She pinched his arm and he finally sat up; rubbing his face.

Beyoncé turned the DVD player off; cutting the credit display short while Shawn looked over and saw Brendan drooling on his couch and chuckled.

"I guess we both had the same idea."

"Mmhm, yall both just trifling." B joked.

"No, that movie you had us watching was just boring as hell!" he threw his head back against the sofa and closed his eyes again.

"Whatever, Steel Magnolias is a classic!"

"A bunch of garbage, that's what it is.!" he muttered in the process of catching some more Zz's, but she heard him loud and clear and retorted in picking up a pillow off of the couch and throwing it at his face.

Letting that act of abuse go, he just laughed and held onto it while she picked up Brendan's lifeless body and took him upstairs. After putting him to bed, she wandered into Shawn's empty bedroom and realized he was probably still downstairs.

Just as she thought, he was still laid out on the couch. She grabbed a blanket and walked over to him. Before she could even sit down again; he had woken up and pulled her ontop of him.

Giggling, she rested her head on his chest while he ran his fingers through her hair.

"Where'd you go?" he asked.

"Nowhere, I was just putting my baby to bed."

Just hearing that word caused Shawn's eyelids to flicker open. It had been 3 weeks since the condom incident and he still had yet to tell her about it breaking. He already knew she'd flip out and start stressing herself, something she really did need to do. He wasn't sure whether or not to say something about it or let nature take it's own course in due time.

"Baby? Brendan is far from a baby B!" he continued running his fingertips up and down her back which was now causing her eyelids to droop. "Whatever, he's always going to be my baby!" she said in a groggy-like tone.

Shawn chuckled a little causing his chest to jump as well as Beyoncé's head resting upon it. She smiled and finally closed her eyes while he continued talking. The rest of the conversation he kept going was gibberish until she heard something about having another child. Her head shot up with the quickness and Shawn stared back at her; feeling like he had ruined the mood. Luckily, he didn't- just caught her a little off guard.

She laughed a little. "You are just determined to change my mind about that aren't you?"

Little did she know.

"I just want to know what's wrong with having another kid? I mean not anytime soon, but in the near future maybe."

'It would be nice', she thought, but she had to get herself together first. In result to having Brendan at a young age, unintentionally she had put him through so much, but in return he had actually taught her a lot about herself too. Unfortunately at 25, she still had a lot of changing to do before she brought another life into this world, not to mention if she did she wanted to do it right, with a husband at her side. She didn't even think she could love another child as much as she did Brendan anyway.

"Huh?" Shawn broke the silence and spoke up.

"I don't know!" She quickly shyed away and sat up taking a seat at the end of the couch. This entire conversation had just dug up too many memories to her liking. An abortion at 16, to be exact. She couldn't possibly do something like that again.