Can There Be Love [Book 2]

Chapter 4

RECAP: Chapter 4

"Hello," breathin' heavy when the pain erupt in ny stomach.

"Ahh," yelpin' in pain.

"Take your time breathing hun. You just got your stomach pumped." Nurse Dean tells me. Wait, what?

"What?" I ask her, not sure if I heard her right.

"You just came from having your stomach pumped. Be careful!" She says.

"How long have I been here?" I ask her.

"Three hours." She says.

Three hours.

"Most likely you will have to stay put before we release you Onika, " she says.

"Wait, what?" I ask.

Nurse Dean comes over to me, lookin' all sorrow fo' some reason, and it has me wonderin'. I wonder if there's more and she ain't tryna tell me what it is.

Fo' some reason I just decide to place my hands on my stomach and start rubbin' on it. Takin' my time breathin' since sharp pains is gonna come if I breathe too hard. Since I got my stomach pumped and all that crazy shit I ain't even know.

I'm curious. I needa know what the hell is gon' on and why I went through all of that. 

"Is there somethin' wrong wit' me?" I nervously ask the nurse.

"Why was I so sick like that? Wit' the nose bleedin' and vomitin'?"

"Just relax and take your time while you are here." Nurse Dean grins.

"No, please tell me what is wrong wit' me. I gotta know. " I said

beggin'.

She sighs long and hard. Tryna avoid answerin' my question - she ain't gon' slide like that.

"Your insides were full of poison. You're lucky to be alive Onika because chances were likely you could have died." Nurse Dean says.

"You're kiddin' me, right?" I ask her. She just shakes her head. Nah, she serious. I coulda died? That can't be.

"Onika, if you don't mind, have you had any other complications that you wish to tell me?" Nurse Dean asks me, tappin' her pen onna clipboard. Which, is givin' me a headache.

At first, I start thinkin', then I wanted to just say no but decide against it. "Yeah," nodding my head.

"My left breast has been killin' me. Lately, I have been gettin' dizzy and sometimes inna mornin' I would get nauesa. Half the times I wouldn't even vomit - just feel that way." I said, thinkin' 'bout anythin' else.

"Mhm, mhm! Is there anything else you would like to tell me?" Nurse Dean asks.

"Umm, no, none I can think of really." I said to her. Actually, I also notice how much I been spendin' my time inna bathroom. Both my breasts feels heavier than before. A lot has been gon' on wit' me.

"Well then, have you had your period?" Nurse Dean asks and I start thinkin' hard.

"Actually, no. I missed a few days, but I figure I am just late. " I said, not thinkin' twice.

"Have you ever been late before? Are you regular or irregular?" Nurse Dean asks, writin' onna clipboard.

"I'm regular now. I haven't been irregular since I was like fourteen - fifteen years old. Since then, I have been regular." I said.

"I have been a few days late before," I add and she jots it down onna clipboard.

"Onika, I am going to ask you some questions. Answer them honestly."

"Sure," I say, foldin' my hands in.

"Have you have any kind of sexual activities recently ? " Nurse Dean asks.

I just nod my head, I swear I heard her sigh. "Have any of them been protected or unprotected?"

Maan! I have had sex wit' August and Safaree and I can't remember any of 'em being protected. I know the other day wit' August it has been protected. The night before wit' Safaree I doubt was protected and the other two times wit' August I think were unprotected.

What is this nurse tryna say... That I can be pregnant? There is no way I been takin' the pills. Ooh, well I have missed some days 'cause I been busy.

Wow! Is there a chance that I could be pregnant? I don't see myself being a mother at this part of my life. And, not to mention that I been wit' two niggas - two niggas, and ion who it could be. I ain't ready to be a mom, and definitely when I am unsure of who the daddy could be.

"Can't say that I remember? What are you suggestin'?" I ask her nervously, knowin' her answer will be somethin' ion wanna hear.

"There's a chance that.... That you might be pregnant. " Nurse Dean says. I bust out into tears; not tears of joy, but, tears of devastation.  This can't be.

"But, to be sure, I'm going to have to take a sample of your urine just to be sure." She adds.