The three Musketeers and their fears

XXIV

Chanell Darnell:

Two Weeks Later

Minds been everywhere lately. Sometimes I find myself not sleeping throughout the night. Laying in my bed, the same bed I had since I was 13 years old. I'm going to miss my original room when I go away to college. Remembering the times Robyn, Cassie and I would sit in my room forever talking about any and everything.

I'm 18 years old, no babies, no abortions, high GPA, got a good head on my shoulders. My parents can truly say "I raised you right". Speaking of parents, mine are in the living room downstairs. I spent this whole day with them, catching up with them. It's rare to say this but I actually love my parents and adore every moment with them.

I found it strange how you all of a sudden you go from being this way and believing this to being the total opposite. Life messed up like that. I sit up in my bed and look at the doors that lead to my balcony. Standing up and walking towards them doors. Walking out, I feel the night Atlanta air hit me. Standing there looking at the houses surrounding by mine. Similar similarities to my house but each house has something different done to it. It's barley any wind tonight but I feel this breeze. Coud have been a chill but I don't know. My phone rings from an annymous number

"Private- Tell that bitch, it aint over. She's going to learn her lesson!" Who the hell, how do you even text private?

Robyn Meagan:

When I was 5, I wanted to live in Miami on south beach with Robert & Reagan. And my two sister's right next to me.

No Calvin, no baby. Nothing! But I ain't complaining or anything. Speaking of my sister's, I can't tell you what's going on with them. Which is bad because we use to be so tight. I don't know if Cassie is okay. If Chanel is alright or anything. I feel like a bad best friend because they don't even know that I'm pregnant. . . What will I tell them when my stomach gets bigger? Or if they're to tied up into their life's that they miss out being with me during my pregnancy and my child's birth that who the baby is. . . How do I explain how I gained weight all of a sudden,  oh my God I'm going to be fat. Fat and ugly. Calvin is going to leave me for a skinny bitch. I would kill him. Oh my God he doesn't love me.  Why isn't he in the room with me. He's cheating now, because I'm fat.

"Hey Baby" Calvin says

"Who was in the shower Calvin, a skinny bitch" I snap standing up

"What, Roby sit down"

"Oh, so now you cheating on me" I start to cry because I know he is

"Roby, You and these pregnant woman hormones gonna be the death of me if it's not a bullet from you" he tells me. Oh no he didn't

"Wha-what that supposed to mean? You don't want me to have your baby?"

As he walks towards me with his towel around his waist "come here baby, I know exactly what that ass needs" he tells me but I push him away

"No, Calvin.  Your gonna leave me for a skinny bitch. I know it"

"OH MY GOD. MEAGAN SHUT THE-... BABY PLEASE BE QUIET! !" He says causing me to cry. Then his towel falls. . . I want him.

"I'm sorry" I say. He walks to the closet which is on the other half of our room. I watch him leave. Watch closely as his legs move to the way his back muscles work. Oh my God, I'm getting hot. I can't help but control my self. I follow him "Baby, Calvin. I'm sorry. . . It's not me. It's the baby" I say. He chuckles and shakes his head. I place my hand in the middle of his back.  "I'm serious" he turns around and looks down at me. He licks his lip then biting his bottom lip.  My breathing is heavy. My mind is racing,  the things I want to do to him and want him to do to me. God it feels as if I'm having an orgasm now.
After minutes later, he grabs me and lifts me up. His lips collide with mine. One thing leads together and we're making sweet love. I feel myself releasing all my stress of being a bad friend, a bad baby sister, a bad fiancè to a bad mommy,  out on him in a good way. The way I'm riding him to the way I throw it back to the way I'm taking it as he thrust deep, deep inside me. I feel good. . . I am good. After hours of love making, Calvin laying next to my stomach as if him and his child already have a bond. He rubs my stomach in a circular motion. I'm admiring my hard working black man. His light skin, wavy hair to every tattoo of art on him. The essence of my beautiful black man calms my nerves and reminds me of why I'm even here with him. Because, I'm happily in love with him.

Cassie Cassandra

"So, this is how you'll be living. This street here is called Lake shore drive, the beach is right there. And college not to far away. I love the fact all the local stores are near to. It's a nice opportunity for you, Cassie" the realtor says to me. Brandan and I are hand in hand walking around a new penthouse. He won't tell me why but he says he can't live in Atlanta anymore. Time for change. "What you think Cassie Cakes?" He asks me

"Can you give us a minute? " I ask the lady.

She walks off making a call.

"I like it. It's kind of big though. The first one was small and personal. The second one, was in the hood & I lived there to long. But this one, I guess. Still to big"

"Baby think about, your brothers and sisters coming to visit. When we have company and possibly. . . Babies" he says mumbling the babies part.

"Ok. Ima act like I really didn't hear the last part"

"So this a . . . Yes?"

"Sure B" I say.

"Good, we taking it" he says making calls. I hear him talking to movers already. I walk by the window that's from the ceiling to floor. It's 5:23 p.m. here. Cars are going, kids playing, couples loving. Is this Chicago? This the place I'm leaving the A for? Chicago is the murder capital,  am I ready for this. I turn around looking at B do his work on the phone. Checking him out. This man arms are the size of both of my legs together. God this man skin, almond joy brown, coco butter smooth. His smile, pearly white teeth,  it has a sentimental value. This man, my man, my king. . . He turns to look at me, I can't do nothing but smile and blush.  He mouthed "thank you, my beautiful black queen". Brandan make me forget about everything in my past. Of course I'm coming to Chicago for him. With him.

Chanel Darnell "D" :

I'm going to San Diego university. I will live there for the meantime. With the help from my parents financially.  I'm blessed they saved over 4.9 million dollars on my college funds. Believe it or not God is real. "Alright baby girl and Tari. Time to go to catch this flight." My dad says to Tari and I. We're packing my room up. Unfortunately my mom talked me into staying in the dorm my freshman year. I insisted to live in a all girl dorm instead a co-ed dorm. Don't need no boys tryna get my cookie when it already belong to someone. "So you ready for this flight?" Tari asks getting behind me. The rich smell of his cologne in lingering around me causing me to get weak.
Remind you, I'm still a virgin. Only kiss and cuddle with him