☆Nayla A.K.A NayNay☆
Anthony and Mess were out of town on business and wouldn't be back till next week.
I got out my bed just thinking how things have changed in the past month. Did I mention I'm pregnant? Yep, two weeks.
I took the entire week off. I needed a break from dealing with finding new places for my business and helping Anthony and Mess with their school work. Yes school work. I'm so happy for them. They decided they need to put their back up plans into action. That was fine with me.
Their both majoring in business and law. I told them it's okay to wanna be like me. But I'm glad they putting an effort to doing something other then the streets. Enough of that let me get dressed.
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"Hey." I hear someone say. I look up from my phone. I nod a wassup.
"Look I know I'm the last person you would want to see right now, but I needed to vent. I know how things ended and I want to sincerely apologize to you. You didn't deserve the way I treated you. I was mad and I had no right to take it out on you. You were right he left me. I was stupid to take away something from him. At the time I was honestly scared and ignorant. I had plenty of time to think about my actions. So Nayla I'm so sorry for the way I talked to you, for bringing your kids into the situation, for yelling at you, for being ignorant. I was just so scared. I know you probably thinking I'm a horrible person, but just understand we all have our reasons for what we do. If you never forgive me I'll understand. I just wanted to let you know how sorry I am." Quinta said wiping her tears. I cried to damn these hormones.
"Quinta...." She looked up at me. It was hard to ask this next question.
"Did....Did you do it?" I asked. She looked confused at first, but then caught on. She shook her head.
"No. I made the appointment to go. I went, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't take my child's life because I was being ignorant, scared, and stupid. I just couldn't." She cried. I grabbed her hand.
"I'm proud of you Quinta. But you should've talked to your husband before you just up and decided this." I said.
"I know and now I don't know where he is or if he'll ever talk to me again or if he'll want a divorce." She rambled on. Let's stop for a second. I had to slap Mess a few times. Crying every damn day. Yes I know it hurts, but if he wasn't willing to talk to her he needed to suck that shit up. His moods were all over the place for the past month. I almost put his ass out, but I understood where he was coming from. He needed time. They both did. But he doing better then he was two weeks ago and that's a start.
"Quinta listen to me God does things for a reason. You might not have been ready then, but your ready now. You have that pregnant glow to you. You look happy. That baby growing in you is your baby just as much as it is Messiah's. You need to talk to your husband and work this out."
"I know. But what if be don't want to be with me anymore?" I rolled my eyes.
"Girl please my pregnant ass had to jack him up a few times. His emotional ass, but that's still my brother and I'll always be their for him."
"Your pregnant?"
"Yep two weeks, but Anthony don't know yet I'm waiting til they come back home."
"Where did they go?"
"Business as usual. I don't ask no questions." She nodded.
The waitress came to take our order, finally. I was starving.
After we paid or bill we were leaving. She was walking to her car.
"Quinta!"
"Yeah Nayla."
"I forgive you."
