Sweetness.

III. Counsling

Bahja found herself sitting in front of the man she met earlier this morning her hands were folded below her breasts and her legs were crossed tightly,  her foot tapped.. Trying not to say anything rude or disrespectful,  she often mean mugged him,  rolled her eyes and blocked out all his advice, truth is she knew she needed him.

"Bahja… " He groaned out of irritation,  wiping the strands of curly hair out his face.
"Jacob... " Bahja said mocking him, leaning forward in her chair, placing her unamused face in the palm of her hand.
"Can we please take this session seriously,  I really wanna talk to you about this situation "  Jacob said sighing and writing on his clipboard,  taking notes of every single action.
"Fine,  you wanna know what happened?  Okay.  I had amazing sex, I missed my period, I bought two pregnancy tests and both were positive, I called my… now ex boyfriend Chresanto,  told him and he said it wasn't his… when he clearly was because he was the only nigga I been fucking these past few… weeks?  Yeah,  lets say weeks.. So me being a confused mother,  I didn't know who the father was.. Before Chresanto there was my friend Rayan… it was just… one time.. " She paused and lowly chuckled to herself , wiping away upcoming tears. "I didn't feel any symptoms until Thursday,  and um… I went to the doctor's office… and I.." she paused once again and tried swallowing the big lump in her throat, she tried holding back tears and she failed she finally broke,  Bahja cupped her hands to her face and sobbed, "I killed the baby! " she sobbed loudly causing Jacob to leap out his seat hooking his arms around her, trying to comfort her
"My own baby… my blood.. I'm a disgrace.. An idiot.. " she sobbed.
"No.. You're not Bahja, the abortion wasn't a bright idea,  but you're not an idiot..women older than you are worst, trust me I worked with them.. " Jacob said rubbing her lower back.
"I'm a murderer… " Her raspy voice shook the room,  it sounded so cold,  like she had no soul.
"No.. Stop it. " Jacob removed her trembling hands away from her face and lifted her chin making sure he was face to face with the vulnerable girl.
"But.. " She mumbled.
"Nuh Uh. " His soft voice spoken, sending Bahja into a hypnotizing state,  his brown eyes staring into hers,  making it difficult to look away. "Now listen to me, don't stress yourself over this okay? Don't hide it either… it was a very stupid mistake you made but I don't want you putting yourself down like that… ever... " He spoke, his voice showed sympathy yet he was serious. Bahja responded with a simple nod.
"Whats the best way to relieve stress? " he said
"To get my mind off of things… I have sex.. " Bahja said looking down. She was waiting for a disgusted glare or a rant, but all he did was hug her.
"What are you doing…? " she mumbled
"Bahja, sex doesn't fix everything…drinking or getting high doesn't either. "
"Nothing else works.."She said hugging him back slowly.
"You can sing right? " Jacob said letting her go.
"No… who told you that? " Bahja lied.
"Miranda, she says you sing all the time. "
"Well I don't. Okay? She doesn't even know me to be telling my business. " Bahja said sitting back in her seat crossing her arms with an attitude. "What time is it? " she mumbled.
"Its Five-Thirty.. shit! " Jacob said standing up quickly,  looking around the room .
"What? " Bahja said crossing her legs and looking up at him .
"I have to be somewhere.. " he said fixing his black sweater.
"Where? " She asked lightly.
"Somewhere! " Jacob shouted as he waked out the room slamming the door, leaving Bahja confused. She wiped her eyes and stood up fixing the plaid red long sleeve shirt tied around her waist ,covering the baggy ripped jeans she wore. She walked towards the window and looked out of  it, revealing a rushing Jacob hopping in his black jeep, turning on the engine which is not starting. She could see his small black figure arms banging against the wheel repeatedly.
"Ugh.. " she said rolling her eyes walking downstairs grabbing her car keys off the wooden shelf  placed near the door, she walked out to see Jacob throwing a tantrum at his wheel.
"Fuck! " He yelled causing Bahja to quickly walk over to him.
"Hey!" She said furrowing her eyebrows, standing on the side of his door. 
"What!?  I mean.. Bahja why are you out here? " he shouted snapping his head towards her.
"Its my lawn… and you're still here. " she said
"You're grounded. " he said lowly
"And? Its still my lawn..you look like you in deep shit anyways..I was about to get something to eat and I'll be nice enough to drop you off wherever you need to go." Bahja said swinging her keys around her middle finger.
"I guess you can drive me..." He said rubbing the back of his neck,slowly stepping out the nonworking vehicle. They walked towards Bahja's car. They both get in and Bahja starts the car,turning on the heater and turning the radio up.
"Where to?" She spoke.
"Uh...Winnerfred's Lane..It'll be the first house on your left." He said looking down at his phone.
"Ah,the fancy neighborhood huh?" Bahja said with a small grin,Jacob side eyed her and continued to look at his phone.
The car ride was awkward and silent the only noise you heard was the radio. Soon the long car ride came to a halt as Jacob's destination was reached.
"Thanks Bahj." He said stepping out the car. She looked at him slowly and stared for a while,he walked a few steps and looked back at her,seeing that she was staring. He gave a low chuckle and waved at her,she smiled softly and waved back.
"Bye." He said
"...Bye Jacob.." She said rolling up the window and driving off.

The whole ride home Bahja kept a small smile on her face.
She had a undescribable feeling in her stomach.
Her cheeks felt warm and she couldn't explain how she felt.
Bahja didn't know what was wrong with her..not yet.