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of him. Now I’m being childish because I don’t want to hold a conversation with his ass. How the hell does he expect me to feel when I haven’t heard from him in almost 2 months? What am I supposed to do? Jump into his arms and kiss his ass? He had another think coming.
I took a deep breath trying to contain my anger because I was ready to give him a piece of my mind. I knew we were almost there and I couldn’t wait to give it to him. Once we arrived I jumped out of the car and waited for him to open the door to his parent’s house. I knew they were at work so we had the house to ourselves.
He was hesitant at first and looked back at me. My arms were folded under my breasts while I was tapping my feet on the ground waiting for him to unlock the door. Once he stuck that key in and I entered the door and it was locked, all hell broke loose.
I said, “You call me childish Tony? Let’s rewind for a minute here! When I told you I was pregnant what did you do?” I continued with, “You basically told me to kiss your ass and didn’t call or check on me in two months.”
My voice caught in my throat and I tried to hold back my tears. I couldn’t hold them any longer and they freely ran down my face. “Then you say I’m sorry? You think you can just show up unannounced and think everything will be all right between us? What you did was foul and you know it. I didn’t deserve to be treated the way you treated me.” I cried harder as I spoke to him.
Tears continue to flow from my eyes as I said, “We both messed up with this pregnancy and I am not going to take the blame for it. If you cannot deal with the fact that I’m going to keep this baby then leave me the hell alone. I can deal with this baby by myself. I have been dealing with it for two months now.” I yelled to him.
I had to stop and take a breath because I was huffing so hard I thought I was going to have an asthma attack. Isn’t it funny how guys can have your heart beating a mile a minute? He just sat on the edge of the couch with his hands pressed against his face. If I didn’t know better I could have sworn I saw tears sliding down his face.
“I hate you for what you put me through Antonio! I didn’t deserve to be ignored,” I yelled with tears in my eyes. I hated feeling so vulnerable but my hormones were acting up all over the place. I walked closer to get a better look and sure enough they were tears. Damn, he was hurting just like I was! Should I even care? He treated me like shit for two months with no phones calls, no visits, and ignoring my calls.
I took a deep breath and walked up to him and put my arms around his neck. He pulled me closer and began to cry. We both cried because we really didn’t know what to do about this pregnancy because we were both so young. I was seventeen and he was nineteen. I want to be a lawyer and he wants to be an NBA basketball player one day.
So many dreams we both have. But the question is will both of us sacrifice our dreams together or will I be the one to do it alone? “I’m sorry baby, I am so sorry,” he said while looking up at me, “I know I have been an ass lately but I had to have time to think about it myself. I didn’t mean to put you off, I just needed some space.”
I yelled, “You needed some space?” Pushing myself out of his arms, I was fuming now. “While you were having your space, I was too busy throwing up, trying to figure out if it was worth keeping this baby and you, trying to see how in the hell was I going to tell my sisters what a fuck up I am, and you talk about your need for some space? That shit you were talking about was lame! Space…” I mumbled under my breath and sucked my teeth.
Seeing a picture of us on his dresser, I picked it up and flung it across the room. The picture frame broke and glass went everywhere. I yelled at him, “Fuck you and your space!”
“Yo, you need to
I took a deep breath trying to contain my anger because I was ready to give him a piece of my mind. I knew we were almost there and I couldn’t wait to give it to him. Once we arrived I jumped out of the car and waited for him to open the door to his parent’s house. I knew they were at work so we had the house to ourselves.
He was hesitant at first and looked back at me. My arms were folded under my breasts while I was tapping my feet on the ground waiting for him to unlock the door. Once he stuck that key in and I entered the door and it was locked, all hell broke loose.
I said, “You call me childish Tony? Let’s rewind for a minute here! When I told you I was pregnant what did you do?” I continued with, “You basically told me to kiss your ass and didn’t call or check on me in two months.”
My voice caught in my throat and I tried to hold back my tears. I couldn’t hold them any longer and they freely ran down my face. “Then you say I’m sorry? You think you can just show up unannounced and think everything will be all right between us? What you did was foul and you know it. I didn’t deserve to be treated the way you treated me.” I cried harder as I spoke to him.
Tears continue to flow from my eyes as I said, “We both messed up with this pregnancy and I am not going to take the blame for it. If you cannot deal with the fact that I’m going to keep this baby then leave me the hell alone. I can deal with this baby by myself. I have been dealing with it for two months now.” I yelled to him.
I had to stop and take a breath because I was huffing so hard I thought I was going to have an asthma attack. Isn’t it funny how guys can have your heart beating a mile a minute? He just sat on the edge of the couch with his hands pressed against his face. If I didn’t know better I could have sworn I saw tears sliding down his face.
“I hate you for what you put me through Antonio! I didn’t deserve to be ignored,” I yelled with tears in my eyes. I hated feeling so vulnerable but my hormones were acting up all over the place. I walked closer to get a better look and sure enough they were tears. Damn, he was hurting just like I was! Should I even care? He treated me like shit for two months with no phones calls, no visits, and ignoring my calls.
I took a deep breath and walked up to him and put my arms around his neck. He pulled me closer and began to cry. We both cried because we really didn’t know what to do about this pregnancy because we were both so young. I was seventeen and he was nineteen. I want to be a lawyer and he wants to be an NBA basketball player one day.
So many dreams we both have. But the question is will both of us sacrifice our dreams together or will I be the one to do it alone? “I’m sorry baby, I am so sorry,” he said while looking up at me, “I know I have been an ass lately but I had to have time to think about it myself. I didn’t mean to put you off, I just needed some space.”
I yelled, “You needed some space?” Pushing myself out of his arms, I was fuming now. “While you were having your space, I was too busy throwing up, trying to figure out if it was worth keeping this baby and you, trying to see how in the hell was I going to tell my sisters what a fuck up I am, and you talk about your need for some space? That shit you were talking about was lame! Space…” I mumbled under my breath and sucked my teeth.
Seeing a picture of us on his dresser, I picked it up and flung it across the room. The picture frame broke and glass went everywhere. I yelled at him, “Fuck you and your space!”
“Yo, you need to
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