No Time for Love

Chapter 9: Nagging

I'm not gonna lie, some of y'all comments scared me last chapter. But don't worry, I know I got some loyal readers .

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I just want some head in a comfortable bed.

It could all be so simple

Drake x The Language

Alexia's P.O.V.

Sitting on the couch in the living room, Shay shows me another flashcard. I flip through the pages of my brain trying to come up with some type of answer for the formula. I try to grab my notebook but she slaps my hand away.

“No, come on, Alexia. I know you know this.”

I groan as I wipe my hands down my face in frustration. None of this is just making sense to me. I'm sitting here trying to balance every other thing in my life, and now I'm sitting here trying to study for a test that I really give no fucks about. My mind can't stay in one place at once and in order to pass this class, I at least have to get a C on this test. Which, mind you, is very hard when you are trying to learn everything from a fucking computer. I want to pass this test, I do, but honestly, school is the last thing on my mind.

I sighed, throwing my pen on the table.

“You, know what?” I said “How about we just take a break.”

Shay rolled her eyes but agreed. I know she was getting upset because I used a whole sick day, and we got almost nothing accomplished. We've been at it since noon and it was now almost 4 o'clock. Shay didn't have to worry about work, since she worked for herself. She sold cosmetics and work from her home, like Avon but for a different company.

“So have you thought about it?” she asked sitting back on the couch.

“Thought about what?”

“The party.”

I rolled my eyes. Here we go.

“I don't know yet, Shay. I'm still thinking.”

I really wish she would stop pressing me. It's just a birthday party. I know she's thinking about what's best for her god child, but I just don't want to risk running into trouble while I'm there. If he's going to find out, then he's going to find out right and not because of coincidental run-in. It has to be planned and I have to be prepared. Telling him he has a child at a little girl's birthday party is just not the way to go. Believe it or not, that is a big ass bomb I'm going to drop.

“Alexia, you are not going to make my god son anti-social because you are afraid of running into his daddy.”

“Shay, can you please shut the fuck up!” I yelled. “I'm going to tell him, just not that way.”

Her eyes widened as she sat back up. Her jaw dropped to the floor, as her face held so much disbelief.

“You're serious?” She asked.

I nodded my head and said, “As a heart attack”

A smile crept to her face and I know she felt some type of accomplishment as if she actually got through to me. I would tell her that her opinion did nothing to change mine, but I'm just going let her revel in the moment.

“Wow, I swear I never thought this day would come. So, when are you going to tell him?”

“I don't know, I haven't really thought that much about it. I just know it's not going to be at some 3 year old's birthday party.”

“Well, as long as you really do tell him, I understand.”

I sighed as I rested my head on her lap. I'm just so tired. I really can't get that much sleep any more. It's like that feeling when you were younger and you knew you were going to a really fun place so you stay up all night because you're so excited. Except I wasn't excited, just stressed and anxious. At this rate I didn't know where I was heading or what direction I was going, and that scared me. I was just going day by day, not even worried about where I might end up or what the future had ahead. Because planning didn't get me anywhere but broken hopes and my life hanging on by a rope. What was the point of planning out the life when there were so many fucking obstacles that you just can't jump? I was going through it.