dude?â
âNothing. Just came from out Royceâs way. That buster already done went to the cops.â
âOh no!â Kenya worried. âThatâs fucked up!â
âYou gotta expect somebody to look for her.â Storm hugged his girl as they all went inside the lobby. âBut calm down and trust me. They ainât gonna find her!â
Approaching the room, Kenya started to shake. She knew that when it was all said and done, London was still her sister, but now she had her manâs baby growing inside of her womb. With anticipation building from Storm also, O.T. tapped his fist on the room door, informing London it was him. Scared herself, she cracked it peeping out before stepping out the way so her visitors could come in.
âI see you dressed.â O.T. was the first to speak.
âYeah,â London muttered barely looking up from the plush carpet as she plopped in the chair.
Storm and Kenya took seats on the couch, while O.T. went to the minibar fixing himself a drink. âWell, yâall. Letâs get down to it.â O.T. turned his glass up taking a quick swig then placed his hand on Londonâs shoulder. âMy homegirl here is knocked up and me being her unofficial self-appointed savior wants to know what in the hell you two plan on doing about it.â
Kenya was livid by the lack of respect he was showing to her plight. This wasnât easy for her. Matter of fact it was the hardest pill she thought she ever had to swallow. âWhy you playing so much? This is my life!â
âYeah, mine too.â London gathered the courage to speak.
âThen talk!â O.T. laughed guzzling the rest of his drink.
âOkay then,â Kenya obliged. âLondon, what exactly happened that night?â
âI already told you.â
âThen tell me again.â
London, for the first time in months was completely honest about her feelings. She shyly confessed the truth concerning Stormâs drunken condition and his delusional belief that she was Kenya that late night. Letting her twin know that Storm was calling her name repeatedly when they were having intercourse, then blacked out, reassured Kenya that her man was telling the truth and really didnât remember shit. Although London maintained the fact Storm had forced himself on her and he was too powerful for her to fight off, she still accepted full responsibility.
And lastly as for the reason she didnât say anything to anyone, she explained that she didnât want to hurt her sisterâs feelings. Besides, after that night, Storm went back to treating her the way he always did: rude and ill-mannered. London dropped her head in shame saying she felt abandoned and isolated as she revealed an ultrasound and prenatal vitamins in her purse.
âWell, now that everything is out in the open and the big cat it out the bag, whoâs hungry? I can order room service.â O.T. acted as if he was the entertainment for the night, but no one found him funny.
âShut up, O.T.!â Kenya felt somewhat relieved that Storm hadnât deliberately betrayed her and London wasnât guilty of going behind her back fucking her man out of spite. It still didnât make the present situation any better, but at least she felt slight closure to where the true loyalties of the people around her lay. âWe gotta now just call the doctor in the morning to make arrangements.â
âMake arrangements for what?â London wondered. âI already talked to Fatima and Iâm flying back to Detroit in a few weeks to stay with her and Brother Rasul.â
âOh, so youâre gonna get the abortion there?â Kenya perked up glad that her sister had started the ball rolling in ending the mishap. âThatâll work!â
âWhat are you talking about, Kenya? I didnât say anything about getting an abortion!â
âWhat the fuck is you trying to say?â Kenya
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