Xahara

                          THREE

                          Xahara

2 months later:

I left Faheem I'm not going to say my life has been better, but it wasn't as bad as I thought.

Walking around with a little baby bump kind of made me happy. I liked knowing I'll have a baby that'll love me no matter what I do or don't do.

He/She will be happy to be with me as much as I love being with her/him.

Faheem has tried to contact me, but I thought it'll be better for us to completely go desperate ways no contact until (maybe) when the baby is born

I've been continuing school to get the rest of my degrees:

Degree|Age:

Associates at 17

Bachelor's Degree at 21

Masters at 23 & I'm working on my Doctorate sense the age of 24 & I'm 27 now. This year is my last year for my doctorates now I can finally get the school life over.

I've always wanted to be a Dermatologist

I graduate on May 19th next year& it's June now. I have alot going on school, baby, and houses.

After I finished class & checking out the house I'm buying I have to go to baby depot.

Entering the store I ran right into someone as I stumbled back and grabed the first thing I could, which was them. As I looked up to see the person I had grabbed.

I wish I hadn't because it was him "Xahara" he says which sent shivers done my spine

I was stuck on words; I couldn't believe this my happening not now

"Faheem" I spoke, happy that my I didn't choke up and mess up my words

"How are you Xahara" He asks looking me up and down his eyes falling upon my stomach before I know it he's taking a knee putting his head on my stomach

"I've been doing good Faheem" 5 minutes fun passed sense I said that and he still hasn't said anything, done nothing beside rub my stomach

"Let me at least be in my daughter/ or son life. Don't do me wrong Xahara"

"You will just not now Faheem" I whisper as I look down on him

"I have to go" I say spinning around rushing out the store

Mixed emotions running through my veins I don't know what to say or do, maybe, someday I'll get over my emotions

Unlocking the front door, taking the mail out the mailbox entering the house glancing at all the packed boxes in my living room

I flip through the mail seeing:

ComEd Bill

Comcast Bill

Columbia University Dermatology Acceptance Letter

"Muhammad what you doing to me BLESSING ME that's what you doing" I say smiling hard

I Glance at the other mail and see a divorce letter "No he didn't" I whisper picking it up ripping it open

Scanning thru the letter "The Divorce between Mr. Killicks & Mrs. Heather Killicks is final. You're now Mr. Faheem Killicks & she's Heather Dunbar."

This is too much on me as I flop on the couch & rub my stomach

What was his purpose in sending me this ?

7 MONTHS LATER!!!!!!!!

December 6th

Glancing at the clock 3:53 A.M getting up walking to the bathroom

I've moved into a new house just as big as the old one

I'm due sometime this week I don't know for sure though when

As I pee I hold onto the rail going down stairs as I start walking again I feel warm liquid sliding down my legs

"Shhhhiiiiiittttt" I curse out

I grab the overnight bag & my bag typing in this boy number

"Hello" A Voice chock out in morning voice

"Wake your butt up and get to my house now before I have a panic attack"

"Xahara address now'

"4655 N. Sagamon St"

Unlocking the door for him feeling pain in my stomach so I sit back down waiting for him to come on

"Come In" I scream in agony

Faheem steps thru the door in pajamas running towards me helping me to his car

Laying in a hospital bed for a hour feeling nothing but contractions is horrible