Nicole.
8 Months Later.
Nicole sat on the couch inside her and Herb's apartment that they had recently bought together. Nicole had found out that she was having a son and was filled with joy, but not as much as Herb was.She hadn't heard from Phor or heard about Phor in months, and she could care less.
She heard the door open and shut.
"Hey, baby." Nicole smiled up at Herb as she ate on her ice cream.
"Wassup. How you feelin'?" He asked, sitting next to her, rubbing her tummy.
"Okay, just ready to have him." She smiled widely.
Herb looked at her as she watched something on his phone, leaning over.
He was so happy that she came into his life, when no one else gave him what he needed. She was ride or die, she was loyal, she was everything he wanted wrapped into one.
"What?" She said, looking down at him.
"Nothin', Nik." He smiled.
"Oh, okay. So, we gotta talk about this baby shower." She smiled.
"How you want it?" He asked, looking down at her.
"I really wanna do a Winter Wonderland theme." She looked at him.
"I like that.. yeah, yeah. We can do ice sculptures and shit." Herb nodded.
"Okay." She chuckled.
Everything was going perfect in their lives, and there was nothing that could get in the way of that. At least, for now.
Phor:
Phor still hadn't been caught for what he did to Tiffani. He had covered all his tracks, and no one had suspected a thing about her murder, and definitely nothing with them.
He was so stuck on Nicole, and seeing her pregnant after years of trying with him, destroyed everything for him.
He wondered how come nothing went right with the two of them, but when Nicole moved on, how did such a short amount of time give her everything she ever wanted within years if her and Phor being together?
Beats him.
He could hear a knock at the door.
He got up and answered it, revealing a very pregnant Nicole.
She pulled off her glasses."Let's talk." She said to him, looking up.
He stepped aside and let her in.
She sat down on the couch, leaning back and revealing her baby bump.
"Congratulations..." He sighed.
"Thank you. Issa boy." She smiled at him.
What she always wanted.
"Well, I just wanted to talk to you.. about us and.. everything that has happened and everything that is happening." She looked at him.
"Okay. Go ahead." Phor replied, leaning back.
"Well, I still need that divorce paper signed. And I know you probably been seeing a bunch of things about me and Herb in the media, and.. I didn't mean to hurt you if I did. But, it was time to let you go. You had hurt me and I wasn't finna take it no more.. I'm happy. And I still genuinely love you, I just want you happy too." She said, rubbing his hand.
"Give me the papers. I'll sign em." He stated.
Her smile on her face grew wider.
"Forreal, Phor? Thank you! And one last thing, whatever happened to the girl you was seeing? She been missing for some months now." She said, getting up and walking around the house.
"I don't know. But, I been seeing someone else anyways." He said.
"Oh? What's her name?" She asked.
"Chantelle."
He whipped out his phone showing her a picture.
"She's.. cute, but I gotta go." Nicole said, looking up at him."So soon?" He chuckled.
"Yeah.. I have a doctor's appointment for Yosohn, and Herb and I don't wanna be late. Listen, Phor... I.. I have loved you since that night we met at the club years back. You will always have a special place inside of my heart, and I hope you know that." She kissed his cheek, grabbed her purse and walked out into the car with the name SWERV'S BBY on the license tag, and pulled off.
He sighed, watching her walk out the door.
There she goes, again..
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Saggisticadis·o·ri·ent disˈôrēˌent verb past tense: disoriented; past participle: disoriented to make (someone) lose their sense of direction; confused.