A Lesson Learned

Chapter 9: Questionable Decisions

Although Ahmad's sex life was renewed and better than ever, his grades were at an all time low. As he sat in class the week before his finals, he realized that there was no way he was going to be able to pass the semester. The mere thought almost brought him to tears as he realized he really messed up this time. He had fallen back off track after having sex with Darius. The dick had become so much of distraction Ahmad couldn't even think straight. He was addickted and found himself over Darius's home almost every day. What was worse sometimes they didn't even make it upstairs, they would boldly fuck in Darius's car, in vacant parking lots, and once in the movie theatre. The sex was always on point and Ahmad craved it constantly. He had never been dicked down so good.

Darius couldn't get enough of Ahmad either. He would reject calls from all of his other jump offs and even put his fiancé on the back burner to get it in with Ahmad. It seemed to be the only thing they did when they were together and when he wasn't with Ahmad sex with him consumed his thoughts. He had never met a man that he craved more than Ahmad and he began to get crazy for that ass. He was almost overprotective of it. Darius found himself in risky situations fucking Ahmad out in the public, he would forget he had an image to uphold and he still had to portray that he was straight. Luckily the two were never spotted but that didn't mean that people hadn't heard them. During two of their sessions Darius's neighbors came knocking on the door complaining about the loud moaning and bed rocking in the wee hours of the morning. Darius would warn Ahmad that he was moaning too loud and hoped no one could detect that it was two men fucking.

Ahmad sat in class disturbed by the fact that he allowed a man ruin his academic career. He thought about going to summer school but realized when his strict parents found out he failed all of his classes they would surely kick him out and cut him off. He didn't know what to do or where to turn, he just knew that sitting in class sulking wasn't going to do anything. Suddenly he reached his breaking point and he got up out of seat and walked out of school possibly for the last time.

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"What's up wit ya boy lately?" Navarre asked as he carried a heavy box down the porch stairs of his house.

Charles followed him carrying an additional two boxes, "Who you talkin' bout?" Charles could help but admire Navarre's fat ass as he walked behind him. The thought caused him to miss a step and drop both boxes. As he fell he yelled, "Oh shit!"

Navarre turned around stunned. He looked down at his friend and chuckled, "Nigga what the fuck? I hope you didn't break none of my shit." Navarre put his box down, and lifted Charles off the ground. "And you know who the fuck I'm talking bout, that nigga Ahmad!"

Charles looked at Navarre cross eyed as he reached down to retrieve the boxes. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Nigga you playin' dumb. You don't know that the nigga dropped out of school?" Navarre asked as if Charles was slow.

"What!" Charles yelled in disbelief. "Nigga you buggin'."

"I'm serious nigga, he dropped out of NYU and moved in with that nigga Darius." Navarre revealed feeling some type of way.

Charles placed the boxes in the open trunk and turned to Navarre. "Tell me you lying Navarre? He ain't that dumb!"

"I'm so fuckin' serious Charley! The only reason I even found out was because Shelly called me buggin the fuck out! Apparently Ahmad didn't say nothing to his parents he just packed up his shit and bounced. Ahmad disconnected his phone and everything, he just disappeared into the night. So they called her asking if she knew where he was and when she didn't, she called me. We drove up to the school to see if he was there and a friend of his said he dropped out."

Charles listened to his friend in astonishment, but something wasn't adding up. "So wait, how do you know that he's living with Darius?"

Navarre smiled at his detective skills, "Well nigga let me tell you how much of a small world this is. So you know Darius lives in Harlem right? Well so does half my family and guess who happened to spot Ahmad yesterday coming out a bodega? My cousin Phil and of course Ahmad wasn't alone. From the description Phil told me this morning it was definitely that thug nigga Darius."

Charles laughed at how deep his friend could go to discover the truth. He wondered if the nigga was a private detective.

"Nigga you are the Feds! How do you find all this shit out?" Charles asked.

"I'm good at what I do," Navarre responded confidently. "But seriously Mack, what should we do?"

"I dunno, I'm still taking this all in! I can't believe Ahmad would do something this stupid! You sure the niggas' phone is turned off?" Charles asked pulling out his cell phone to dial Ahmad's number.

"Yeah, try dialing it and see for yourself," Navarre instructed putting two stuffed duffel bags in the back of the car.

Charles dialed the number and was told by the automated operator that the phone was no longer in service. He shook his head in disbelief.

"Damn nigga, you right!" Charles corroborated. "Where you goin' with all this shit anyway?"

Navarre looked at Charles as if he was crazy, "Duh if Ahmad is moving out, I'm moving out too! My best friend is not moving to the city and leaving me bored in the suburbs I'm moving in with a friend from my school."

"You're so codependent!" Charles accused frowning.

"No I ain't, I'm just tired of living under someone else's roof, it's time to be out on my own. I'm grown now," Navarre signified boldly.

"You ain't shit," Charles said getting in the driver's seat.

"Ya daddy ain't shit bitch," Navarre said getting in the passenger seat, and Charles quickly pulled off.

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Taliah looked at the two blue lines on the stick. As she sat on the toilet in the bathroom of her apartment she began to whimper. She looked at the stick over and over again. The test had to be wrong, it just had to be. She was only off birth control for a few weeks and always used a condom, yet the test was almost completely accurate. She decided to take another test, and twenty minutes later the results were still the same. She was pregnant with Darius's seed.

Taliah cried her eyes out and decided that she had to speak to Darius before she did anything else. She was having second and third thoughts of what to do, but decided she couldn't be selfish. The father of her future child deserved to know first and they could decide what to do together.

She called his cell phone and it went to voice mail. She called his cell phone a dozen more times leaving messages saying it was urgent. She even sent him text messages to call her ASAP and that it was very important.

She looked at her engagement ring and wondered if he would think she did this on purpose. That she was trying to trap him and expedite the wedding. But it was far from the truth, she had dreams of her own to fulfill still. Sure she wanted to marry Darius and eventually start a family but she wanted to have a career first. She wasn't going to allow her beauty and figure to go to waste; she wanted to be a model. A baby would surely diminish all hopes of reaching her dreams, so she knew what she wanted to do. She just hoped Darius would think the same.

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