Wicked Love 3 (Kyle Kuzma)

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Wednesday, September 1st, 2021

Ariana 💕

Are Ariana Williamson and Kyle Kuzma back together?

This is one of the headlines today, along with a picture of Kyle and I standing on a boat. Violet is on his left side and I'm standing on his right with a hand on my hip. Our backs are to the camera, so my baby bump is not exposed. His right arm is around my shoulder as we pose for a picture that was being taken by Sydney.

Five months into pregnancy and I'm feeling less sickness. I still have it from time to time, but it's been real lowkey lately.

"You sure you don't want anything while I'm out?" Kyle asked, making his way to the front door.

I shake my head.

"Okay." He said. "Love you."

"Love you too."

Then he was on his way out. I don't ask him where he's going, but I assume it's Basketball related. So I'm gonna let him rock. I trust him. But just because I wear an engagement ring doesn't mean he won't do hoe shit. I've seen it happen one too many times.

I've questioned our engagement a lot these last few weeks. Sure, he's been nothing but loyal to me lately. I still have these moments where I feel like he's not into me. I'm not fat. I'm far from it actually. With all the sickness I've been enduring over the course of five months, I'm not shocked that I've been losing weight instead of gaining it.

What if there's another woman? Or worse, what if it's one of the same women he's been with? Him and Winnie really did have something good going. So what if they plan to rekindle that? What would I do then? I gave him a second chance and now we're back to square one.

I'm sacrificing 9 months of my life and job to take care of someone's kids, only for me to suffer the worst.

I don't realize I'm crying until I sniffle and wipe my face.

Hormones suck.

*****

Kyle was in the shower right now. He was getting ready to go out again today. It's gonna be him and Donovan, so he says. He really doesn't have time to be bothered with my bullshit.

"Ky?" I mumble.

He doesn't hear me, and I'm kinda glad he doesn't. I try again though.

"Ky?"

He pokes his head out the shower door. "Yes baby?"

I fiddle with my thumbs. "Do you love me?"

He furrows his eyebrows. "Of course I do."

"Okay." I mumble, leaving the bathroom.

"Ari-"

I walk into our shared room, crawling onto the bed. I wanted to go to sleep, but I wasn't tired. That's a lie, I'm starting to drift off.

"Ari?" I hear mid drift.

I turn to face Kyle. "Yeah?"

He closes the door behind him. "What's up? What was that all about?"

I shrug, turning away from him.

"No. Look at me." He says.

I turn and face him again.

"Use your words." He said.

"I'm scared." I mumble.

"Scared of what?" He asked.