The Cost of Freedom Is High

Questions For Kuza

It was after dinner, about 8 pm, and I was riding Bobby's back piggyback style next to Kuza and heading down towards a game room, or so they said.

"You need to gain some weight." Bobby stated, adjusting me on his back.

"No I don't." I scoffed.

"Are you saying I'm wrong?" Bobby asked.

"I guess so." I replied.

"Bella you're wrong and too skinny. In case you didn't know you're supposed to gain weight while pregnant." Kuza told me.

"Fine." I grumbled.

A few more minutes passed and we arrived in a cool little hangout room.

There was a foosball table, air hockey, pool tables, and many other games. Besides from that there were multiple bean bag chairs, butterfly chairs, two couches, a mini bar and kitchen, and finally a bedroom and bathroom that was attached to it through a back door.

"Like it?" Kuza chuckled.

"As much as it pains me to admit it, yeah it's pretty awesome." I replied with a slight smile on my face.

Bobby set me down on my feet, and I walked over and across from Kuza at the pool table.

"You up for a game?" Kuza asked.

"Not really." I said.

"Are you afraid to lose?" Kuza pushed me.

"No, I just don't want to." I stated.

"Well then." Bobby laughed.

"Sit down then, I don't want you just wandering around." Kuza instructed.

"Okay." I said sitting down.

Bobby and Kuza started to play pool, a little bit into their game I started to feel nauseous.

"Looking a little pale there Bella." Bobby stated.

"I feel like I'm going to be sick." I groaned.

"Welcome to pregnancy." Kuza cheered.

"Fuck you." I snapped.

"Watch it Bella, that's your only warning." Kuza growled.

I shut my mouth, and stared off into the distance as their game continued.

Out of nowhere a question entered my mind.

"What if it's yours?" I asked Kuza.

He stopped, turned around and looked me straight in the eyes.

"What do you think?" Kuza replied.

"No, I want to know it from you." I said, coming off a little stronger than originally planned.

"Why?" Kuza wondered.

"I'm really confused on what's going on, and what it means for my future. I want to know if it's like that for you as well." I explained.

"If the baby's mine then it's mine, if it's Chris' then it's Chris', if it's Danny's it's Danny's. It's as simple as that." Kuza told me.

That threw me off for a second. Surely he didn't mean that.

To cut through the awkward moment Bobby's phone rang.

"It's Chris, I'll talk to him." Bobby stated, walking into the other room.

"I want to go to bed." I told Kuza.

"Let's go." Kuza said, walking back out the door, motioning for me to follow him.

"Where am I sleeping?" I asked.

"With me in the room that you were with TJ in originally." Kuza answered.

"Okay." I replied.

We walked the rest of the way back in silence, and when he opened the door I went straight into the bed and pulled the blankets up and around my body.

"I'll be back later." Kuza stated, about to exit the door.

"Wait." I exclaimed, stopping him in his tracks.

"What?"

"Can I please just ask you one more thing?" I wondered.

"Yeah." Kuza sighed, walking back into the room and standing at the edge of the bed.

"What happened to the other girls?" I questioned him.

"We told you before, everyone went home." Kuza said.

"No not those girls, I'm talking about the ones before me." I corrected him.

Then he did something I wasn't expecting, he threw his head back and let out a chuckle.

I must've missed something funny.

"Sweet Bella, there were no other girls before you." Kuza stated.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

Kuza walked over to my side of the bed, kneeling down so that we were eye to eye with each other.

"Bella, you are the first and the last girl. You were the perfect choice for us, and you came along at the perfect time." Kuza answered.

"That's nice to know that I was just really convenient." I bitched.

"You are so much more than convenient Bella. You are everything anyone of us would ever want. Smart, beautiful, kind, and needs just a bit of training." Kuza replied.

"It sounds more like your were looking for a dog." I whispered.

"Don't be like that." Kuza said, standing up, and placing a hand on my shoulder.

I quickly shoved it off.

"I thought you told me to be honest."