"So you're just gonna ignore me Anthony?" I asked with my hands crossed.
He zipped his suitcase, ignoring me.
"What is there to talk about Kyla?" He sighed, not looking me in the eye.
"You doing too much." I sucked my teeth at his pettiness.
"You packed yet bruh?" He ignored me.
"Okay I'm finna go fuck somebody then." I said just to get him riled up. If anything wasn't gonna get his attention this was.
"Do you wanna get fucked up?" He asked seriously.
"Now you wanna say something? I only said that to get your attention. Can you please just talk to me?" I asked feeling very sad.
"What is there to talk about Kyla? You wanna abortion go get one then. You don't want it, I dunno what to tell you." He said nonchalantly.
"Anthony why aren't you thinking about me? You don't have to carry a baby for 9 months and you don't have to push out one. You don't know how much this will affect me."
"But an abortion c'mon now Ky. Look ion wanna talk about this shit no more. We'll talk about it when we get home." He brushed me off going into the bathroom.
I sighed heavily, feeling the tears fall down my cheeks. He's never been so cold towards me. I think this is payback for me giving him the silent treatment.
I dunno why he is doing all this when this baby probably is full of Don Julio and Casomigos. He's doing the absolute most. This is my body and it's my choice.
Anthony doesn't understand that he is a full time basketball player. He's always gone. I'm not finna be stuck at home pregnant and alone. And then when the baby gets here I won't have any help, I'll be alone.
I refuse to go through that.
I grabbed my phone and went outside so that I could call a clinic in Minnesota to make an appointment. Yes I'm going through with this and I don't care what he has to say. I know it isn't right but its for the best.
Later on he'll think it's the right decision for us.
I was now on the phone with a clinic in Minnesota.
"Hello Good Morning, what can I do for you?" The Nurse greeted respectfully.
"I uh—." I took a deep breath before speaking. "Can I schedule an appointment for an abortion?"
"Yes sure, first and last name?"
"Kyla Fletcher-White."
"Okay Kyla your appointment is January 6, I'll see you Thursday." She confirmed. I couldn't do anything but cry.
"T—Thank you." I stuttered. I was making the right choice. I'm doing it for the both of us. Anthony can be mad all he wants.
I began to walk in the house but my father stopped me.
"Ky what's wrong baby?" He asked with concern.
"Nothing Daddy, I'm okay." I lied, wiping my tears.
"Y'all got into it?" He asked and I nodded falling into his arms.
"Dad I dunno what I'm doing like I talked to mommy and she said what I was doing was for the best. But Anthony he doesn't want me to uh—." He cut me off.
"You telling me that you pregnant? Mane oh hell naw, he got you pregnant?" He sucked his teeth. "And he ain't tryna be there for you at this time? Ky mama what you thinking bout, what's on yo mind stink? Tell daddy so I can finally pop this nigga."
"No Daddy stop. I'm thinking about getting an abortion. I just turned 19, I'm not ready, a baby is a huge responsibility and we're not ready yet. Look I already had to grow up without you and mom. Y'all were always on the road and I want a baby to have the presence of both parents. Bringing a baby into this world isn't what we need right now." I cried into his arms.
"I'm right wit you. See I knew it he just tryna make his mark, he tryna trap you. Fuck this I'm finna go in this nigga shit." Dad tried to walk off but I grabbed his arm.
"No Dad chill. I'm doing the right thing. He can be mad all he wants."
"It's yo damn body. See if he loved you like he said he loves you then he would accept the shit. Ion like to see my baby suffer and get hurt. That's exactly what he is doing. Look if youn wanna be around him, you can just take the jet. You don't deserve any of this baby."
"I think that's the best option, I gotta put my phone on the charger." I excused myself, going back in the house. I went back into my bedroom to charge my phone.
Ant was still in the bathroom. As soon as he walked out I spoke. "Do you even want me to come home with you? Cause I'll stay."
He sighed, remaining silent.
"Of course I want you to come home wimme. Ion want you to leave."
"Ant you're being very mean to me." I said busting into tears.
"Baby c'mere." He sighed heavily, with his arms opened.
I didn't move, I just stayed still.
"C'mere." Ant spoke calmly, I fell into his arms crying my eyes out. "Please don't leave me, I need you."
"I'm not gone leave you mama. I'm sorry, I overreacted a lil. I needa realize it's yo body and yo choice. I'm not gone leave yo side ever." He consoled, placing his hand on the small of my back.
This was the time I needed him the most.
"I know I be tripping from time to time. I know I do, but that doesn't mean ion love you. I'll never leave you baby, I told you I got you, I got you. Ima keep them problems off you and relieve that stress up off you."
