**********3 weeks later **********
Davonte was downstairs cooking my favorite meal spaghetti and garlic bread with The girls . I got out of the bed to go chill with my family. When the strong aroma of the food made me feel dizzy. I ran back upstairs to lay on my bed because my head was hurting. Then it happened.....I ran to the bathroom and threw up. I slid
On the floor I had a very very very strong feeling that I was pregnant. That was the 3rd time this week.
"Oh fuck I'm pregnant shit". I spat
I can't be lord please don't make
Me be I'm not in the position to have another baby Ariana is already a handful. I brushed my teeth. Then went downstairs. I sighed then asked Davonte if I could have a word with him. I wonder how he would
Take it.
"Bae , come here ".
I said standing by the kitchen doorway.
He looked at me then came to me.
"Wassup bae "?
"I...I'm" why the fuck am I nervous what the fuck man.
"You what" he asked taking a step further toward me.
I knew if I would speak again words wouldn't come out so I grabbed his hand then lifted my shirt and placed his hand on my bare stomach .
His eyes got wide then he spoke
"Pregnant"
I nodded
