Power (Streets 2)

six.

Okay I see y'all didn't answer my questions in the last chapter...🤔

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Diamond

I stared at myself in the full length mirror as I raised my black shirt a little, revealing the tiny pudge in my stomach that was starting to show. I had to wear black shirts and pull my jeans over my stomach just so Shawn wouldn't notice anything. Other women would be happy about bringing a life into this world but I wasn't so happy about it.

Here I was, pregnant and afraid. Afraid that if I told Shawn he wouldn't know what to say. My mother told me that I was supposed to be aborted. That her and my father never wanted a child. My mother constantly blamed me once my father left her. Maybe that's what I'm afraid of. I was afraid that Shawn was going to turn into a cold and mean person who doesn't want anything to do with me or his child. Every time I thought about it, I wanted to throw up.

"Baby." Shawn called out as he stood in the doorway, watching me. I jumped before I turned around to look at him. Making sure to pull my shirt down in the process.

"Yeah?" I questioned before sitting on the bed.

"You good?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Just makin' sure. You've had this weird look on your face since we left Noelle's house."

"That's because I'm still in shock that she has to be on bed rest for the rest of her pregnancy."

"I know. Imma go check on her tomorrow and—"

"Shawn, I'm pregnant." I blurted out. I couldn't hold it in anymore. He looked at me before laughing. I held a look of confusion on my face as I looked at him.

"What's funny?" I asked.

"Because I know. I been knew." He shrugged.

"Who told you?"

"Nobody told me. You don't think I hear you when you be throwing up early in the morning? And you have a glow on your face. I'm not stupid. I know you." He continued to laugh.

"Well why didn't you say anything?" I playfully hit him.

"Because, I knew you were gonna tell me. I ain't know it was gonna be this long."

"I was scared."

"Of what? You thought I was gon' make you get an abortion? Hell no!"

"Well, I didn't know! You know the shit I went through with my parents."

"But I'm not yo' pops. Never will be. So can you stop worrying before you stress yourself out. C'mere." he pulled me closer before kissing my stomach.

"Stop." I giggled. "That feels weird."

"I don't care. My 'lil peanut in there." He smiled. I smiled before brushing his waves with my hand. I guess I had nothing to worry about.