Stranger III -Raising Roman- (ON HOLD)

Chapter ¤ 7 -Assumptions-

•Kiley•

"Hello?" A female voice answered.

The fuck?  Who was answering MY husbands phone?! I really thought I was hearing things just because of everything that was going on at the moment. I thought maybe I called the wrong number but I knew for sure that I clicked on Dre's pic to call him.

I took the phone away from my ear and looked at the caller I.D. It was indeed his number and a bitch was really answering his phone. I wanted to say all types of shit right now but I didn't want to jump to any type of conclusions, or upset Roman who was still nursing.

"Hello?" the voice repeated. I cleared my throat and prepared to speak as calmly as I could.

"Who is this?"

There was silence for a few seconds and then the call ended. I scoffed and threw my phone on the floor not caring if the shit broke into pieces. I just got news that my mother, basically my only family has left this earth. Now bitches wanna answer my husbands phone. The hell is this world coming to? I don't know what the fuck is going on but I don't like it at all. It would be one thing to hear someone in the background but not someone physically taking your phone and answering it. The fuck outta here. All I know is whatever the circumstance I don't have the time for it.

As I sat there in my thoughts I felt Roman let go which meant he was falling asleep. I fixed my bra and shirt, then lifted him onto my shoulder to burp him. After two good burps came out I took him downstairs with me and put him into his swing. I made sure to keep my face from view from Rome who was watching tv. He knew when something was wrong with me and I didn't really want to tell him my business as it is. Of course he was like a brother to me but some things you just keep to yourself.

"He must've ate good huh?" Rome asked, looking at Roman sleeping peacefully as his swing rocked. I smiled.

"Yea he always does."

"That's what's up. But I ordered chinese if you want some. I ain't know if you wanted to be cookin' fa me so..." Rome trailed off. I laughed.

"That's cool. I love chinese."

Rome smiled. "Coo."

I walked around the kitchen and leaned on one of the counters. All these thoughts were just swirling through my head and it was making me think of all the possible scenarios that could happen. I didn't like to doubt things but at this point I couldn't help but to. Dre was getting up there in the music industry and I'm sure females would do anything to get their hands on him. Especially since he's overseas I have no control of anything that happens over there. I trust him with everything in me but I'm starting to think of the worst case possible.

What made it worse was I really didn't have anyone to confide into right now. Whenever something came up I always talked to Dre. But I see how that turned out.

"You good?" Rome's asked, making me jump a little. I didn't even notice that I had been crying again. I wiped at my wet face and smiled some.

"Yea." I lied. Rome frowned and stood in front of me.

"No your not. You know I'm here if you need to talk. I've always been there fa you and my bro."

I sniffled and sighed. "Just some things going on. I'm overwhelmed right now."

Rome nodded. "Aight. So what's botherin' you? I got all day to talk. Hell three months." he chuckled. I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Well... For starters my mom passed away this morning. I can't believe she's gone. They said she only had a few months to live but she made it past that. Meeting her was the best day of my life. She was such a sweet person inside and out. Plus she was beautiful. I just wish I had more time with her." I explained, wiping more tears that fell. Rome reached for a napkin and handed it to me.