I. Tamara

Chapter 21

I entered the coffee shop while removing the shades from my eyes. I scanned the room then my eyes landed on Quan. I walked toward him then sat at the table across from him.

"Uh, hey," I said with a wave.

"Hey," He said while folding his hands over the table. "So, I needed to tell you this in person. I, um, I got another girl pregnant," He lowered his head in shame.

My heart dropped. Another girl having his baby? I looked at him then cleared my throat.

"How far along is she,"

"3 months," He sighed.

I stood up not wanting to hear another word from him. I stormed out of the cafè for him to only follow me. He grabbed my arm and snatched me around to look at him.

"What," I shouted at him.

"Yes. I did cheat. I know it was wrong, but Tamara, hear me out, baby,"

"You made me feel like shit because I let one boy grind on me, but yet you're sticking your dick in other girls and getting them pregnant," I had a scowl formed on my face. My face was flushed with red from anger.

"T, calm down. I'm sorry. That's why I didn't want to get back with you. I was too guilty. I regret it everyday that I wake up. Just please, forgive me,"

"Well, I don't think the relationship thing will work out with us anymore, but I wouldn't want us to stop being friends because we been friends for too long," I said.

"I know. Well, do you want to tell me anything,"

I groaned. "No," I feel bad for lying to him, but Rashad and I are none of his business, but that girl and him was mine because it occurred while I was with him.

"Ion believe you because I know when you lying, but I'm going to leave it alone,"

"Yeah, you are, but bye," I said before walking toward my car.

I can't look at him right now or I'll end up bashing his face in. I came off as not being hurt, but the thought of another woman having his kid is the worst type of pain. That's supposed to be me carrying his fetus. Not some random he met. I didn't even get the bitch's name. I slammed my car door shut as I pushed the start engine button. I'm pretty sure Rashad already knows, but I just need to get my head together for tomorrow since it's my graduation. Speaking of that, I need to pick up my graduation gown today from the dry cleaners. I just wish he could've been up front with me about it.

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I sighed as I scrolled down my instagram feed. Its 5 in the evening so Rashad is still at work. I got up from my couch then walked into my grandma's room. I plopped down onto her king sized bed.

"Grandma, can I talk to you," I asked.

She looked up from her work. "Of course, honey. What's up,"

I sighed. "Well, today I met up with Quan so we could talk and you know what he told me? He tells me that he got another girl pregnant and she's 3 months and we've been broken up for only 2 weeks and that means that he cheated on me," I whined.

She sighed. "I am so sorry, sweetheart. You just have to stay strong. Are you guys still friends," She asked while rubbing my arm.

"I said we were, but I really just wanted to beat the crap out of him. I couldn't even look at him straight. It hurts so bad," I explained.

"Just give it some time, love. Everything will fall into place," She spoke wisely to me.

My phone lit up and it was a snapchat from Rashad. I picked up my phone then put in my password and opened it. I giggled. It was a silly video of him leaving his job, telling me he was on his way to pick me up. I jumped up then ran toward my room. I have to find something to wear. I searched through my mothers closet which clothes had been replaced with mine, temporarily. I grabbed an aqua blue bralet with a pair of white floral shorts that stopped mid-thigh. I went to my jewelry box and grabbed my gold chain then I picked out my "Tamara" bamboo ear rings. I applied that clothing and jewelry then I ran toward the bathroom to apply lipstick. I fluffed my hair up a bit then I looked in the mirror and saw my grandma with her lips pursed out. I turned toward her then blushed in embarrassment.