Save Me.

welcome back.

It was a long trip but we finally made it home. On the way back eveyone was surprisingly up and turned up. They were on live, free styling. Everyone was happy, except me. I couldnt get what happened out of my head. Jahseh continuously asked me if I was okay or if there was something bothering me but I just simply tell him that I was fine. I could feel it in my gut this situation wont end well. Maybe I should just forget the situation honestly, it was a mistake and I should just act like it didnt happen.

After we returned the rented van we all went our separate ways. Jah, Ski and I walked back into the house. I collapsed onto the couch and groaned loudly. Jahseh and Ski went upstairs to unpack while I stayed downstairs.

"It feels good to be back" I yelled stretching out my limbs. "Now time to start moving" I mumble pulling out my laptop and scrolling through apartments for rent.

Soon enough Jah comes downstairs and plops down next to me, not so sneakily looking over at what I was doing.

"You was serious about that moving shit?"

"Duh, I've never had a place of my own, my own space" I look up at him.

"So what gon' happen if I wife you, you just gon' move back" I shake my head.
"No we'll get our own place, if that happens"
Jah opened his mouth to say something but the ringing to my phone cut him off.
I reach down and look at the caller ID. Work.

I take the laptop off my legs and walk into the kitchen then answered it.
"Hello?"
"Yeah..Emani? Can you come to the club real quick" Francis said sounding quite upset. There was yelling and arguing in the background and what sounded like someone banging on a door.

"Uh, Yeah..what's happening?"

"Just get down here" he demanded then hung up. I walk back out to where Jahseh was, just to find him standing next to the kitchen door way. Was he really eavesdropping? I was about to go up the stairs but he steps in front of me, blocking my path.
"Where you goin'?"
"My job called, they want me to come in."
"Oh I didn't know you got a job...where you work then?"
"Jah I gotta go the-"
"No, something's been up with you ever since you came back from your granny house"
"What does that have anything to do with where i work?"
"Cause I'm starting to thi-"
"Starting to think what? That I'm cheating on you?" He didn't say anything just looked at the ground. "Move I gotta go to work" I push past him walking up the stairs. He stays downstairs.
As I pack my bag, I high key start panicking. He knows, I know it. I should be straight up about it and tell him but I know if I do, he'll never forgive me.

I zip up my bag and sling the bag on onto my shoulder. I slowly walk back downstairs. Passing Jah, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs. I leave without saying another word.

I walk into the club to see a big ass commotion near the bathrooms.
"Bring yo scared ass out here!! That's why I knocked yo ass out bitch!!" I slowly walk over to the bathrooms to see a big ass dude holding back a girl as shes screaming towards the bathroom door.
"Finally you're here" Francis walked over to me, grabbing my arm and rushed me over the the women's bathroom.
"What the fuck happened?"
"Angie hit Sev and knocked her out, she's in there, just take care of her while I deal with Angie." I just nod my head. He lets go of my arm and walks towards, the girl who im guessing is Angie.
I knock on the door, "Seven it's Emani open up" the door cracks open and i slip in, locking the door back. Two girls surround her as shes slumped on the ground with a black eye forming.

"Oh shit" I kneel down next to her. "What happened?"
"Francis was feeling up on me and I guess that bitch got jealous" her voice rough and raspy.
There was a knock on the door and Francis' voice boomed through the door. One of the girls let him in and he squeezed through the opening.
"Everyone except Seven OUT NOW!" All the girls, including me, rushed out and the door slammed behind the last person. I waited by the door, listening as the muffled voices go back and forth.
My phone vibrates, I take it out and see Jah texted me.

Im sorry baby

Before I could reply, the door to the bathroom fled open and Francis stormed out. Seven walked out and turned to me.
"You smoke?" I give her a lost look but slowly nodded my head.
"Good, come on" She grabbed my hand and took me outside and sat on the curb infront of the club.
She took out a joint from her bag and lit it, inhaling then exhaling the smoke.
"I got fired"
"Seriously? I thought she ran up on YOU"
"RIGHT? How did I get fired, i didn't do shit" she paused for a second to take another puff. "Apparently I fueled the flame by fucking wit someone else's man"

"Angie and Francis are together?" She just nods.
"I didn't even know that shit"

"Damn, well we can find you a better job" I felt my stomach churn as the smoke started making it's way over to me. I felt sick.
"I was thinking of becoming a singer or something, its the job I've wanted since I was a little girl honestly."
"Well then do it, whats stopping you?"

She shrugged her shoulders, "ion know failure, like, what if im not good enough?"

"You'll do great sweetie" I shook her arm, laughing, "trust me"

"Alright, alright" she took one last puff then handed it over to me. The smoke rising from the joint was enough to tip me over the edge.

I bent over to the left of me and emptied my stomach all over the curb.
"Oh shit" she quickly pulled back my hair as I threw up. Once I was done, I wiped my mouth with my sleeve.

"You good?" I slowly nodded, my head starting to pound against my skull.

"I just think I'm getting a cold or something"

"You sure your not pregnant or anything?"

I thought for a while, just to be sure and it popped in my head.

He didn't pull out.

"Shit"

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Heavily inspired by the end of SZA's broken clocks video.
Also I know she shouldn't be experiencing morning sickness (or any pregnancy sickness) until her 5 week but... 🤷🏾‍♀️