Majesty Morgan.
Two weeks later.
I'm so sick ugh this December weather is terrible I'm throwing up everything I eat and my head is pounding.
"Are you sure you're okay," my Mom asks rubbing my back.
"Yes, I'll live go to work I'll be fine," I answer. She has a job working at JCPenny.
"Your father said he will be home as soon as he gets off at three and Jeremiah will be here after workouts."
"You talked to Dad?" There is something going on between them I know it. Tracie has moved out taking Grace with her I don't know if its temporary or not.
"Yes I have," she says and kisses my head. "Goodbye now sweetheart, I will come check on you during my break."
"Bye Mom I love you," I say.
"I love you too baby." She walks out wearing a pair of dark casual jeans, black boots and a black sweater with a zebra scarf.
I close my eyes thinking about my parents and my brother or sister, the fact that they may grow up without ever seeing their parents together.
Sasha: I'm sick too MJ! This is your fault!
Me: What did I do?!
Sasha: You got me sick sharing drinks and stuff.
Me: I told you not to drink after me you don't listen!
Sasha: I know. I put down my phone hearing somebody come up the stairs.
"Hey what are you doing here," Tracie asks seeing me laid across my bed.
"I'm sick what are you doing back here?" I'm happy to see her just surprised. "You moving back in?"
"I don't think so... I think your father needs time to figure things out I've always known he doesn't love me the way he loves your Mom its just... I just I wanted him too so bad..." she starts crying.
"I would hug you but I really don't want to make you sick!"
"Its okay Majesty, I'm okay really... I'm just going to move on I know true love like you and Jeremiah that's true love baby girl. I never want to stand in the way of true love," she explains. "Well let me grab some more clothes and I'll be on my way before your father gets home."
"Alright Tracie but can you promise me something..."
"What," she asks.
"You won't keep the baby from my Dad and I."
"I promise I'd never do that, if your Dad had a say we would still be together, I just... I don't want to stand between true love."
"I understand," I whisper and close my eyes after seeing her walk away.
"Wake up Majesty," I hear Jeremiah say I just cuddle closer to his warm body getting even more comfortable. "Get up baby you have to eat something and take some medicine." I slowly open my eyes looking at his sexy shirtless body in gray sweatpants and white, gray and black Jordan's.
"Where is your shirt," I ask, running my hand down his abs.
"Don't laugh... I didn't know the soup bowl would be so hot and I dropped it on my self luckily I had on my hoodie too or I would have had third degree burns too."
"Wow... well I'm happy your okay," I whisper, Jeremiah kisses my forehead then my cheek.
"Keep kissing on her and you gonna be the next one sick," my Dad jokes popping up at my bedroom door.
"Daddy, Tracie came by and took some more of her stuff."
"Yeah I noticed... its not looking too good for the two of us she rally believes I need to give your Mom another chance," he explains.
"And what do you think Daddy?"
"I love Tracie she was there for me after your mother and I split but I have always been in love your Mom. No matter what she does I love her," he states.
"I love you Jonathan." I watch my Mom and Dad stare at each other. I clear my throat after a minute.
"Were gonna let y'all talk," Jeremiah says and gets up closing my bedroom door to give them a chance to talk in the hall.
"My Mom just saw your abs. These are only for my eyes cover up a little!"
"I'm not shirtless because I want to be I need my shirt to finish washing so I can dry it," he explains. "Now can you please eat this soup while its still hot." I nod and eat the soup.
A week later.
I'm back at school feeling better than ever Sasha is the one I'm worried about. One minute she's good the next she's throwing up. Whatever that is going on with her its definitely not the flu.
I stopped by the CVS and bought her a pregnancy test. She's worse than Tracie.
"Majesty I don't want to do this.."
"Why?"
"Because it will make this pregnancy real I haven't had a period in two months," she explains.
"Sasha just because you don't want to accept the fact doesn't mean the baby is just going to disappear! You need to go to the doctor, seriously!"
"Travis will be so upset, he's gotten accepted to UNC full scholarship playing football. I don't know what to do." I don't even know what else to say.
"There's a baby inside of you, no matter what happens I'm here for you we're not only best friends we're sisters."
Jeremiah Jones.
I get so tired of being in my house alone. My boys just left after playing the game with me and eating a bunch of pizza. Its cool for them to come over and give me company but its after they leave when I start feeling alone and depressed.
Me: Baby come watch a movie with me I'm lonely.
Baby: Busy... What she mean busy?
Me: Busy doing what MJ I need you.
Baby: I'm on my way. That's one thing about my girl soon as I need her she's here.
I search for a movie for us to watch. I'm thinking The Purge... I pop some popcorn grab is some cans of Sprite and put the movie in.
"What's wrong baby," she asks storming into the house.
"I want to watch a movie," I answer, she quickly gives me the "eye".
"Seriously Jeremiah I was in the middle of something," she fusses and folds her arms across her chest.
"Something more important than being with me?"
"I didn't say that but all you want to do is watch a movie, Sasha is going through some stuff," she explains.
"So am I, you don't think that there's a reason why I want you here all the time even if its just to watch a movie or cuddle with me. I feel alone Majesty and when I do its a terrible feeling."
"Sorry I'm sorry, you're not alone you have me," she whispers and wraps her arms around me. I lift her into my arms and kiss her lips.
"Don't be." She nods as I put her down.
"Why haven't you told me you've felt like this, Jeremiah?"
"Because MJ I'm not a female I don't like to just sit around and talk about my feelings." She punches my chest.
"I know that smarty pants but still I'd hate for you to feel alone and just settle with being alone because you feel as though nobody cares or something because I do... If no one else does I do."
Short sorry long day...
