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I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did but people will never forget how you made them feel. - Maya Angelou
"You said you wanted to talk to me.. so speak" Brooke said as she looked at Black who sat across the table from her at Chilli's.
She let her finger rest on her temple as she studied his face and her surroundings, she made sure that they sat all the way at the back just in case anyone would try to watch them-- She sipped on her drink and chuckled to herself as she watched Black try to come up with the right sentence to say, She could tell just by the intensity in his face and the way his temples throbbed that he was in deep thought.
She wasn't stupid she was pretty sure he was here trying to win her back, but after everything that had happened she wasn't sure if she even wanted to pursue Black anymore or even Rock for that matter.
Brooke knew she would never be able to pursue a relationship with Black as long as she kept it a secret that she had offed Z and as soon as he found out she knew he would kill her and if Rock found out about this meet up he would kill her too.
"You look like you're about to pop" he said trying to muster up a smile even though the thought of her having a baby with Rock still bothered him.
"Yeah, I can't wait until she gets out of my stomach. It's so hard to do anything carrying this big ol' belly everywhere" she said looking down at her belly and rubbing it.
"Its a girl? Remember when you always used to tell me how you wanted us to have a baby girl together" He said his words slightly drifting as he ripped his eyes away from her stomach.
Brooke looked at him with a straight face and took a sip of her tea--"Well I remember how you used to tell me you wanted me to have your son" she said sitting her cup down not taking her eyes off of him.
"Did you really have to take it there?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows.
"Yes I did now what do you really want to talk to me about Black, I know you didn't just call me to meet you just to look at me"
"Don't play stupid Brooke you know exactly why I called you here, I miss you ma. I'm just trying to make shit right again. I don't blame you if you never want to be with me again ma, but at least we can try to work on being friends again-- Usually I have Zavion by my side but..." He said as his voice drifted off thinking of his best friends recent death still hurt him.
Although they werent as close as they use to be it was hard for Brooke to watch him be like that, Especially since she was the one behind it.
"I'm really sorry Brian" she said placing her hand over his.
"It's not your fault" He said giving her a weak smile.
"But it is" she thought.
"If I could take it all back I would Brooke". He said not tearing his eyes from the wooden table.
"So would I.." She mumbled.
He shot his head up at her.
"I miss Big Z too.."
"You was the first girl I dated that he ever liked" He smiled.
She smiled slightly feeling uncomfortable with the conversation, her eyes darted to a lady that sat at least five seats in front of them. Her back was facing Brooke but she still admired the blonde hair color she wore.
I've gotta get that, Is that a 1B/27 she thought.
She skimmed down her shoulder and noticed the faint birth mark that covered it.
"Mm."
"Brooke" Black called out breaking her from her trance.
"Oh, sorry.." She looked back up to see him pointing at her phone.
She checked the screen to see she had seven missed calls from Rock.
"Fuck" She said thinking Rock was already on his way back to the apartment.
"I guess that's my time" Black said standing up.
"Yeah I'm really sorry"
"Just think about what I said, Shoot me a text so I'll know you both made it home safely" he said before planting a kiss on her cheek and disappearing out of the restaurant.
Brooke weakly smiled, it was evident that he still cared a great deal about her but who knew how long that will last once the truth surfaced.
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"Rock, I'm-I'm Preg-Pregnant" she said it only above a whisper but that was something that he couldn't miss.
He let out a deep sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose.
He instantly started thinking back a month ago, He was still feeling betrayed by Brooke and getting over the brutal death of his mother and desperately needed an outlet-- sex, so much shit was running through his mind that he couldn't even remember if he had strapped up or not.
"You didn't use a condom" She said as if she was reading his mind.
"Have you taken a pregnancy test?" He asked in a interrogating tone.
"No, not yet"
"So how the fuck do you know you're pregnant?" He asked annoyance lacing his tone.
"Don't fucking yell at me, My period still hasn't came yet and now all of a sudden I'm throwing up. I was feeling fine earlier!" She said standing up on her feet, The fact that Rock seemed to be not believing her pissed her off.
"Yeah well a nigga balls itch sometimes, doesn't mean I have AIDS"
"YOU'RE SUCH A FUCK NIGGA!" She yelled brushing past him.
He swiftly snatched her arm back to face him putting a good grip on her. "That's cool, but first thing Wednesday morning were going to take a pregnancy test" -- He looked her up and down studying her body language "And if there's one thing I hate its a lying ass bitch" He stated calmly.
"That shit better come back positive" he said before roughly pushing her arm away and exiting the salon.
He removed his IPhone from his back pocket and dialed Brooke's number to check up on everything but only got five rings and the sound of her voicemail.
He tried a few more times but still to no avail. He sucked his teeth and tossed his phone in the passengers seat and sped down the street.
"Females, bruh."
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"Brooke!" The sound of the bass in Rock's voice startled Brooke causing her to drop her phone. She had just made it back in on time.
She laid on her brand new white leather couch and tried to look as comfortable as possible.
"You went somewhere didn't you?" He said looking around the living room as if he was looking for something.
"Chill, I just went to go eat something, I'm eating for two now remember"
"Where did you go?" He asked sitting next to her.
"Chilli's, I saw the cutest pink lambo in the parking lot today too"
Rock shot his head up remembering he saw the same car when he left.
"What time did you leave?"
"Right after you did, why?"
"Nothing" He said biting down on his lip dropping the subject.
An awkward silence fell in the room causing Brooke to shift in her seat. Although they had their own issues Rock couldn't help but keep thinking about Lea possibly being pregnant.
"You good?" He asked.
"Yeah, I think the food I ate has me feeling a little sick"
Rock dropped his head, Those was the last words he wanted to hear again today.
Brooke could vividly see the stress written on his face.
"What's wrong?" She asked sitting up.
"Relax ma, I'm good" he said laying her back down and standing up to grab his keys.
"Is it that Lea girl?"
"No disrespect but it really doesn't concern you, I'll check back on you tomorrow"
Brooke shook her head understanding.
"Thanks for the apartment"
He gave her a small smile before walking off and leaving her to rest.
As soon as he walked outside he hopped in his car and sped home. He really didn't want to be around anybody at the moment.
Too much shit was going on in Rock's mind.
It took all of twenty minutes for Rock to get home, and the sun had already gone down.
He locked the car door as he ran up the steps to unlock the door just to see it already cracked open.
"The hell.." As if on instinct he removed his Eagle from his waistband taking the safety off.
He slowly crept in and noticed all the lights were on and spotted a pair of Nike Air Foamposites sitting on the floor making him chuckle.
Click! The sound of a gun clicking as he felt the cold hard barrel sit right on his temple.
"Boom, Mofo" Scar said laughing.
"I see you remembered to take your shoes off this time bitch" Rock said before grabbing his arm and twisting it making him drop the gun.
"Ah shit, damn nigga!" Scar said rubbing his arm and placing his pistol back in his waistband.
"Where the hell you been nigga, I aint seen your ass in weeks. Niggas at the trap said they haven't heard from you either"
"I always go visit my family in Haiti during this time of year"
Rock rubbed the top of his head forgetting about that, he was actually starting to doubt Scar's loyalty. He would always have him watch after his spot any time he went out of town which is why he had a key.
"Just let me know ahead of time man"
"I got you, aye imma hit you back later though, Shorty stay tripping if I don't call her back at a certain time"
"Take care man" Rock said happy cause he really wanted to be alone anyway.
He watched Scar leave the house and noticed a Canon video camera sitting on the coffee table.
"AYO!" Rock called out to Scar, opening up the front door catching his attention.
"Yeah?"
"You left this".
"Nah, you keep it bruh" He smirked before getting in his car and driving off.
Rock sucked his teeth and sat the camera back on the table.
"I gotta remember to call a Locksmith tomorrow"
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