Save Me

23'

Zendaya
Three Months Later...

Liar, stupid, selfish and heartless...

All these words describe the type of person I've been for three months.

I can barely look Jahseh in the eye, let alone interact with him... it hurts so much. I'm a liar, but it's not completely my fault. After I got let out of the hospital for my head injury, we all immediately met up with Geneva's family and had a long family argument. Geneva's family believes that Jahseh is trying to weasel himself out of taking care of his child, and they believe that given my background, I'm too unstable to care for my child.

Geneva then proceeded to pull me away from everyone and threaten me to keep my mouth shut about her abortion, and that if I spoke a word, she'd call the cops on me and report me as mentally unstable. I couldn't let that happen, I've grown to love my baby, and even more now that I'm almost five months. I couldn't let her be the reason why my baby get taken from me, so I kept quiet.

At first I thought there was no way in hell that Geneva could keep it a secret for long, cause I'm showing pretty well now, and that means that Geneva has to start 'showing' soon. How does she pull it off?

I have no fucking clue.

The bitch is crazy, but smart at the same time. Jahseh doesn't suspect a thing, cause I guess him and her don't touch each other like that anymore, but if they do anytime soon, he'd have to know, cause my stomach feels a little hard, but I bet hers feels like a balloon. She has to be wearing a fake pregnant stomach, like the ones the mannequins in maternity stores have strapped on to them.

I groan and rub my back, annoyed with the baby growing rapidly inside of me. I still have no idea what the gender is. The only people who know is my doctor and certain nurses. I squirm around and lay on my side, still not getting it right. I suddenly give up and call for the only person who can get it right.

"JAHSEH!" I screech, hoping he's not asleep yet. Seconds later, he appears in my doorway, giving me the look that shows he already knows what I want.

"Can't get it right, shorty?" He snickers and I shake my head, watching as he walks over to me and leans over me.

"Aight, mlet's see where the baby is right now." He places his hands on the sides of my stomach and I watch as he feels around, like the doctor showed him. He pokes a certain spot, then grabs one of my hands, setting it there.

"That's the baby's head. Now, let's get the head area against something soft." He mumbles, and grabs a pillow, placing it in the middle of my head.

"Lay on your right side." He instructs, and I do as he tells me.

He then takes my other pillow like he usually does and places one against my lower back and the other a little under my small but defined baby bump. I'm now laying inside of an upside down 'U' made out of pillows. I finally feel comfortable and I snuggle into all of the pillows.

"Thanks Dr. Jahseh." I tease and watch him grin.

"You're welcome." He mumbles and sits on the edge of my bed and absentmindedly rubs my stomach. I smiled as the baby starts to move around, but it's funny because Jahseh has no clue. He'd only be able to feel kicks, but the baby's not at the kicking stage quite yet.

I wonder if I should tell him what his presence does? Would it be weird?

"Zendaya?" Jahseh's voice pulls me out of my inner argument.

"Yeah?" I look up at his face and he sighs.

"Um, do you know anything weird going on with Geneva?"