Angel in the Night

Circle of Life

<I wanted a chapter that happened before all this but, this was already written so I just published it first.>

Liza heard a knock on her door, not thinking much of it, she opened it.

Brandon: Liza...

Her face went disgusted.

Liza: You.

Brandon: I wanna talk.

Liza: No, how about you go away before I call the cops?

Brandon: Liza, let me come in, I just wanna  talk.

Liza: No! Leave me alone!

Brandon: You're so upset. Let me just talk to you.

Liza: Come in, this better be quick.

Brandon: Alright.

He walked in.

Liza: You have one minute. Better get to it.

Brandon: Liza, really?

Liza: 50 seconds.

Brandon: Liza, I'm so serious, I never meant to do anything to intentionally hurt you.

Liza: I'm pregnant with your child and you haven't called or texted me or anything.

Brandon: You're right and I'm sorry. It's just sometimes I think you need space.

Liza: Fine time to give me space.

Brandon: I'm sorry, you know I didn't know you were pregnant. I think it's something we need to talk about too. You have you're career and stuff. I've never been a dad and you've never been a mom either.

Liza sighed and walked up the stairs.

Brandon: Where are you going?

Liza: I made dinner, do you want to eat with me?

Brandon: What did you make?

Liza: Chicken and rice. Do you want it?

Brandon: Sure.

He followed Liza upstairs to her kitchen. He sat down at the table. Liza made him a plate of roasted chicken thighs, asparagus and brown rice. Even though she was pregnant she wanted to keep her healthy lifestyle. She sat it in front of him along with some Smart water. Liza got her food and sat across from him. As they ate she didn't talk to him. You could cut the tension with a knife.

Brandon: Liza?

Liza: Yes, Brandon?

Brandon: I think we need to discuss this.

Liza: Well tell me how you feel, Brandon?

Brandon: I'm asking you.

Liza: I'm stressed out. You not calling me, at a time like this, was the icing on the cake, wasn't it?

Brandon: You tell me you want me around and then when I'm around you always push me away unless it's beneficial for you, so I'm confused.

Liza: That's because you seem to keep me around as your booty call anyway! It seems like I flourish better without a man any how! We hardly spend any time together, Brandon outside of having sex!

They argued and argued.

Liza: I'm telling you, Brandon, if this wasn't your child, I wouldn't bother to be this tenacious!

Brandon: Maybe it's not even my child!

Liza: WHAT! Are you trying to say I'm some type of whore!? I'm not the one who has sex with every girl I come across! You probably have other kids somewhere! Fuckboy!

They took verbal blows from each other.

Brandon: Well, if you so strongly feel that way, Liza go to the fucking abortion clinic!

Her entire demeanor changed. Liza was in her 1st trimester, she was experiencing a lot of new things including: emotional vulnerability. She felt her tears welling up.

Liza: Cats out the bag, huh? So that's how you really feel? Brandon, what do you think I'm trying to do, huh? Perhaps for you it is that simple but, for me it's not! You think I wanna ruin you?! I'm Elizabeth Shaila Koshy, the fuck I need you for?! I can see maybe this is weighing down on you, hell we're not even in a real relationship but, how do you think I feel?!

Brandon: Liza, I didn't mean it!

Liza: You do mean it though! You've made it perfectly clear, you don't want this kid! I should've never had sex without protection, that's my fault! But, I swear you say stuff like that because you intentionally want to hurt me!

Brandon: Liza, you just drop this bombshell on me like this, what do you expect?! If you want the baby so bad, keep it!

Liza: Yeah, and raise it by myself... okay, I get it, that's what you want?...

She was so upset with Brandon at the moment, she tried to keep it in but, the tears still escaped.

Brandon: Liza, I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to say it like that, don't cry.

He walked over to her and she moved further away.

Liza: Stay the fuck away from me, Brandon! Actually, get the fuck out!

Brandon: Okay...

He embraced her from behind. That's what she truly wanted. He rocked her a little.

Brandon: I'm gonna support you and my baby...

2 hours later

Pitch black room with only the television making noise. Kissing and fornicating. Missionary. The loving position she held dear to her heart. Sex was a great way for them to make up after an argument.

Liza: Brandon...

They could do it "raw" because she was already 7 weeks pregnant, which isn't very far at all, she wasn't even showing. It didn't affect their sex.

Next Morning

He woke up early, he didn't expect to stay the night.

Brandon: Alright, Liza I gotta go.

Liza: Okay, I don't feel good, Brandon...

Brandon: Want me to come back later?

Liza: No, it's just the pregnancy, I'll be fine...

Brandon: I'll call you later.

Liza: Okay...

He kissed her lips.

Liza: Love you...

Brandon: Love you too.