Page 42 of Love me Like XO

“Me neither.”

That was exactly how that conversation ended, because for the rest of our Target trip we talked about other things that didn’t involve the possibility of a baby. Then when we got back to his place, I dreaded the idea of locking myself in the bathroom for results, but I did it while he stood over the stove popping the old fashion popcorn. If I was pregnant would things be how they always were or would they change drastically? An impending pregnancy brought forth a lot of questions for me, many of themthat I wasn’t prepared to face. Shit what was I supposed to do with a baby? What was he? I knew one thing for sure though, I couldn’t abort it. My grandmother would have my head as sure as it’s attached to my body. She’d murder my ass in cold blood and give less than a fuck that the police were after her. In no way would my corpse blame her either, because at the end of the day it was my ass out here recklessly allowing seed to spill into me like I wanted one… Like we wanted one.

One thing I did find pleasure in was seeing the broken expression on Dionne’s face when I looked down at what he was handing me back. Though I had moved on, I couldn’t help but hope he felt at least a twinge of the hurt I felt that night.

The timer sitting on the sink went off, and so did the alarm in my brain. I almost didn’t have to look at the test because the knot in my belly told me all that I needed to know. The master washroom door opened, and there he stood. Shit, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think he was standing at the damn door with a cup to it.

“I’on know what you’re in here panicking for. It ain’t like I’m going anywhere, or you are. We’re here.”

“That isn’t the point. The point is that our lives will change at the drop of a dime. Not to mention we both just got together. It isn’t like we’ve been together, and all of this was planned. We’re teetering on?—”

“What’s the difference? You having my baby now or later? Ain’t no difference. Motherfuckers have been together for years and had a baby that didn’t make nor break their relationships. All this means is we both gotta grow the fuck up. That is if you…” his sentence trailed off as the stepped further into the washroom and got a glimpse of the test screen. “Yeah, you are.”

It took everything in me not to say I knew that already. “Okay so.”

He walked over to me and helped me stand from the floor near the tub. “We got this shorty, that’s just that. I could say a million things to assure you, but I won’t. I’ma show you, we got this.”

I nodded my head. He was right, because nothing he could say would convince me that this would be anything but a bumpy ride. We were new to this relationship, and now we were new and bringing a life into this world.

Something happenedlast night that made Malik call and have Zero meet him, because all I heard was him walking around the room getting dressed. Then when I asked him what was wrong, he told me not to worry and to go back to sleep. Minutes later he kissed my forehead, before he was out of the door. Something was up, but gravity and the pull of his bed wouldn’t let me get up.

When I finally did get up, it was hours later because his sister was playing loud music in the living room, and it was physically impossible for me to sleep through it. That was my cue that I needed to be getting home to my own house where I knew there was some peace and quiet.

I got dressed and got myself together before leaving his bedroom. What I found in the living room disturbed me beyond mental recognition. On his sofa was three guys and two girls, his sister being one of the girls, but she was on her knees. The other female I recognized as the trashy female from the bar. These bitches were full on having an orgy in his living room and I couldn’t believe my eyes. They were so caught up in their moment that they didn’t realize I was in the room, and I damn sure didn’t interrupt them.

I back tracked my steps into his bedroom, pulling my cellphone from my purse. I called Zero once and he didn’t answer which made me dial him again.

“Baby girl, I have to cal?—”

“Your sister is having an orgy in your living room.”

“A what? Shorty c’mon now.”

“They are fucking in your living room. And I’m about to go home.”

“I’m on my way stay right there. Matter of fact, stay on the phone.” I heard a car door slam, then seconds later his car starting.

I stood there in the middle of his bedroom clutching my cellphone for dear life listening to the rev of his engine as he was in-route. He arrived in record time and though he hung up on me, I heard the door slam, music shut off and his frustration seeping from his voice.

“What the fuck is this?” he was pissed, shit even more pissed than he was on the phone.

“Get the fuck out. Everybody get the fuck out. Y’all got thirty seconds before I start blasting in this motherfucker.”

I exited the bedroom, seeing the five bodies rushing around trying to get dressed. It was complete chaos, then before I knew it Amia was standing in front of me.

“You called my brother? Why couldn’t you just mind your business?” She had dick on her breath and had the audacity to be in my face.

“If you don’t back the fuck up.” Zero’s voice elevated before I could respond to his sister in my face.

“I’m your sister, Ro, are you seriously choosing this bitch over me?”

“Yo, you know what? Get the fuck out. Get all of your shit and get out of my fucking house.”

“But Ro?—”

“Out!” His voice boomed throughout the space making even me jump.

“Fine.” She rushed toward the back as he moved toward me.

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