Finally Yours | Trey Songz & Kelly Rowland

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Kelly

"...Not pregnant."

"What?" He raised his eyebrow.

"I'm not pregnant Trey." I repeated.

He looked at me as if he didn't believe me. "Are you sure?"

"Baby I took three tests. They all say the same thing. Only one line shows up, which means I'm not pregnant." I threw the sticks in the trash and washed my hands.

"But you had all the symptoms."

"I know, ain't that crazy? Man, I really dodged a bullet."

"Dodged a bullet...?"

"Hell yeah! I wasn't ready for no type of pregnancy. My day just got a whole lot better."

"..."

"And I thought I fucked up by skipping some of the pills. Whew, God is so good."

He glared at me before leaving the bathroom. He looked a little upset too. I sat there thinking what did I possibly do wrong. Then it hit me. Trey has probably wanted a child this whole time, and here I am being insensitive.

"I hate it when Bey's right." I mumbled to myself. If I had talked to Trey a few weeks ago like Bey said, I wouldn't be in this situation. Now I'm realizing we both want different things and we have no choice but to talk about it.

I sighed and walked back into the room. "Trey..." I laid next to him on the bed. "Why are you mad?"

"Who said I was mad?"

"Boy please. You act like I don't know you." I said. "Are you upset because I'm not pregnant?"

"I'm upset because it sounds like you don't wanna have my kid."

I sighed. "Baby that's not true at all. Of course I wanna have a child with you. Multiple children actually. Just not now."

"Why not?"

"Tremaine come on," I groaned. "You know I'm on BC. Meaning I'm not ready to be pregnant yet."

"I know...I guess I just got my hopes up."

I chuckled a little. "I understand baby. Trust me I'm looking forward to our future. I think we should be married first, and then start having kids. Are we ready for that right now? No. But one day? Definitely. Mind you, we've only been together for five months."

"Feels like it's been way longer." He smiled at me. I smiled back and grabbed his face, kissing him on the lips.

My stomach started doing some crazy shit and I groaned in pain.

"What's wrong?"

"My stomach," I whined. "It hurts and I still feel bubbly and a little nauseous."

"We should go to the doctors and get that checked out." he replied. I nodded in agreement. "You need help getting dressed?" he asked.

"Nah I got it babe. Thank you though."

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