“What is emailing her going to do? Huh Megan? What in the hell will that solve? I love you. You should trust me enough to take my word that I ain’t had an affair with this chick. She’s my ex college girlfriend. She’s nothing more.”
I dry Kennedy off and lotion her down.
“Emailing her will put my mind at ease. You know what I’ve been through. Why can’t you just do this one thing for me?”
“She can just email me back saying everything is true. That’s stupid to email her. I’m a grown ass man. I don’t have time for this mess man. I don’t want to argue in front of my daughter.”
I put on Kennedy’s clothes and put her down on the floor.
“We’re not arguing.” I put up all of Kennedy’s bath accessories and ignore Kevin.
“So, you’re just going to ignore me! Megan baby, please!”
I turn around and Kevin is blocking me from leaving the bathroom.
“Move please. I have nothing else to say to you. Now move!” I’m pissed. I’m yelling and irritated. Kennedy starts crying.
“My daughter is crying Kevin, so please move.”
He steps aside.
I bend down to pick up my daughter and the most excruciating pain hits my abdomen to my vagina. I could barely keep my balance. I stand up and grab a hold of the dresser.
“Oh my God Megan, are you okay?”
“Ow! Get me to the hospital please! Call Natalie!” Tears are rushing down my face and I’m scared out of my mind. I grab my belly and pray that I’m not losing my baby.
***
I lie in a hospital gown and stare at Kevin. Every time I blink my eyes, tears fall.
“I’m so sorry baby. I’m so sorry.” I can’t stop the tears from flowing.
I lost my baby.
“Baby, don’t be sorry. It’s going to be okay. We can always try again but don’t blame yourself. We have Kennedy. I love you,” says Kevin holding my hand.
The on call doctor walks in.
“Megan, how’s your pain level right now? Has some of the pain subsided?” Says Doctor Clayton.
“Not in my heart,” I mumble.
“I know it’s hard. More than 80% of miscarriages occur within the first three months. The causes of miscarriages are not well understood. Most miscarriages in the first trimester are caused by chromosomal abnormalities in the baby or number of reasons such as infection, lifestyle factors, and certain medications and so on. Well we did a D&C and removed the remaining fetal and placental tissue from the uterus. Were going to keep an eye on you for a few more hours and if all checks out, you will be released.”
“Okay, thank you Doctor,” says Kevin shaking Dr. Clayton’s hand.
The doctor exit’s the room as Natalie is entering.
“Oh bestie, I’m so sorry.” She hands me a cute little pink teddy bear.
“Thanks. How’s Kennedy?”
“She’s fine sweetie. She’s with Nana and Courtney. Look Kevin, you can go home and get some rest. I’ll stay with her and bring her home.”
“No, that won’t be necessary. I’ll stay,” says Kevin eyeing me.
“Baby, just go. I’ll be okay.” I look down at my hands to hide the tears slipping from the corner of my eyes.
“Nonsense, I’m going to the restroom and will make a few phone calls. I’ll leave you two ladies alone.”
Kevin leans down and kisses me on the forehead.
“I love you baby. We will get through this.”
“I love you too,” I softly say.
After Kevin leaves the room, Natalie pulls a chair closer to the bed.
“How are you feeling?”
“Horrible Natalie. I lost my baby. I’m so stressed out.”
“What’s going on that’s making you stressed? You know you’re my best friend and we don’t keep secrets. Spill it!”
“I got a letter from a woman claiming to have a one month old child with my husband! I ignored the letter and a few days later I got an email with a picture of the baby. She doesn’t look like Kevin but kids don’t always have to look like the father. I located her Facebook and seen an old picture of her and him together. I confronted him and he denies it. I don’t know what to do.”
I break down and sob uncontrollably. Natalie hugs me and lets me cry on her shoulder. “I’m here for you. You’re like my sister. We will get to the bottom of this.”
***
After a few hours I’m released from the hospital. I convinced Natalie to go home and I’ll call her tomorrow. We picked up my medications from a twenty four hour pharmacy. On the rest of the drive home, I’m silent. My mind is wondering from A to Z.
“Baby, you haven’t spoken to me since we got into the car. What’s going on? Talk to me.”
“I’m not in the mood. I’m too tired. Did you call Nana and check on Kennedy?”
“Of course I did. She was fast asleep. Nana said she’s an angel.”
I smile just thanking about my daughter. She’s such a trooper. Even with all the stress I was going through, my daughter still was born healthy and thriving. Kennedy is my miracle baby.
I place my hands on my empty stomach and a tear slips from my eye.
“I wanted to give you a son baby.”
“We can still do that one day. Stop beating yourself up.”
We arrive to our home and Kevin helps me out of the car.
I’m too tired to shower. I slip out of my clothes and throw on one of Kevin’s T-shirts.
“Get some rest baby, I’m going to work on some web applications and I’ll be up for a few hours but if you need me just holla. I love you Megan.”
“I love you too. I take my pain pills and drift off to sleep.
***
A few hours later I wake up because my bladder is about to bust! I sat up in bed and look at the clock. Damn those pain pills knocked me out!
I go to pee, wipe, flush and wash my hands. I walk into the living room looking for Kevin. He’s knocked out on the sofa with Kennedy asleep on his chest. They look so cute together. I see his cell phone flashing, with an unknown number scrolling across the screen! It’s too late for anyone to be calling him at this hour.
“Hello?” I mumble into the phone receiver as I tip toe back into the bedroom.
“Uh, Kevin?” says the woman.
“No bitch, it’s his fiancé! How did you get this number?” I ask coldly.
“Oh Megan. Girl I told you that I wasn’t lying. Can you tell my daughters’ father that I called? How else could I have his number? He gave it to me!”
The line goes dead!
I’m filled with rage! I start tearing down all his suits hanging in the closet, grabbing his shoes, underwear and anything I can get my hands on. I charge into the living room and fling the front door open. The noise wakes up Kevin.
“Baby, what’s going on?”
I ignore him and continue walking outside. I toss all this clothes on the front lawn.
I come back into the house making my way to the bedroom. Kevin is coming out of Kennedy’s room, closing the door and I’m assuming he put her in her crib.
“Megan, what in the world is going on?” Larry pleads.
I ignore him and continue grabbing his clothes.
“You no good cheating bastard! I asked you if you and Melanie had or have something going on and you said you didn’t. She called you asshole!”
I grab more of his clothes as I storm off into the kitchen. I grab the matches out of the kitchen drawer and the charcoal lighter fluid underneath the kitchen sink. I march outside. I squeeze the bottle of lighter fluid all over the clothes. I light the matches and toss them onto the pile of clothes and they went up in flames! At that moment Kevin runs outside.
“Megan what in the hell is your problem? I don’t have Melanie’s number! I told you she‘s crazy and obsessed. My number is listed in the phone book because I‘m a well known web engineer but I never gave my number to that crazy chick. You have to believe me.” Kevin is pleading with me
while he runs into the house.
Did that stupid bitch trick me? Is she lying to me? Is she really crazy? I just did a Waiting To Exhale moment on my fiancé’s clothes because of her and my insecurities.
Kevin runs back outside with a fire extinguisher and puts out the fire. His clothes are unrecognizable!
Kevin grabs my hand and leads me back into the house. He pushes me up against the wall and is breathing hard.
“Megan, listen to me, were getting married! I’m faithful to you. We can’t get married if you don’t trust me. That’s what’s wrong with some women, ya’ll too focused on harboring things your last ex did, that you make the next man pay for your ex’s mistakes. It’s not fair to me. I love you Megan. Your crazy ass is turning into Natalie! You set my damn clothes on fire girl! Come here…” Says Kevin grabbing me a planting a big kiss on my lips. I don’t resist.
He’s still a man and I don’t put shit pass anything with a penis. It’s time I investigate this shit for myself!
Chapter 46 - Natalie
I have been avoiding Larry. He’s been blowing up my phone. I decided to spend some time with my son and we were hitting a movie. He wanted to see some gory horror flick against my better judgment but my son is a good boy so I went along with it.
“Mom, all my friends have seen this movie and I can’t wait to tell my friends that I finally seen it,” says Courtney as we stood in line waiting to purchase our tickets.
After we purchased our tickets, we made our way to the concession stand. I can’t believe how high priced these snacks are! The cashier hands me my change and we make our way to our seats.
***
“Mom that movie was awesome! Did you see how the kidnapper was tortured? That was the best part!”
“Well I’m glad you enjoyed yourself son. That movie was too bloody for me! I’m very proud of you though. You’re doing so well academically and I just wanted to show you how proud I am of you.” I put my arm around my son and attempt to kiss his cheek.
“Mom, not in public!” Courtney says wiping my kiss off his cheek.
“What you don’t love your mama,” I joke.
“Yes, I love you mom,” Courtney mumbles.
I giggle.
On our way outside the movie theater I spot Larry, Bryson and some woman!
I didn’t want him to see me so I tried avoiding him but it was too late.
“Natalie! Natalie, wait up!” Larry yells out.
I stop dead in my tracks and wait for him to walk over.
“Mom, who’s that?”
“My friend Larry, son.”
“Hey Natalie. How have you been? I’ve been calling you. Everything alright? So is this the infamous Courtney,” says Larry smiling at my son and me.
“Uh yeah this is my son. Say hi Courtney.” My son says hello and Larry says hello back. “I’ve been good though. Yourself?”
“I’m great. We just took Bryson to see Monster Inc University.”
“Hey Bryson,” I say as I wave to him.
He waves and smiles.
“Larry, do you have the keys? I can take Bryson to the car,” says the unknown female.
I stare at the woman and give her a half smile. She’s okay looking. She‘s more of a butter head to me. Everything was cute about her except her head. She’s about 5’8 with chestnut skin, high cheek bones, plump lips, big fish eyes, and rocking a shoulder length bob that looked a mess. Her tracks were showing and she has some lipstick on her teeth. She’s wearing blue jeans, a burgundy sheer top with a blank tank top underneath and black pumps.
“Yeah, here,” says Larry handing the woman his car keys.
“Oh Keisha this is Natalie, Natalie this is Bryson’s mother Keisha,” says Larry.
“Hey..” says Keisha in an unwelcoming tone.
“What’s good?” I reply dryly.
Keisha doesn’t answer. She just grabs her son’s hand and walks off.
It’s clear this chick still has feelings for him.
“So you and Keisha back together?”
“Naw, it’s her weekend to visit Bryson. She uh, well she moved in with me.”
“What in the hell Larry!” I shout causing some people to glance our way.
“Her parents moved back to Detroit and she has no place to stay. She’s staying with me until she can get on her feet.”
“Well okay. It was good seeing you.”
“Well uh...I really want to see you again.”
“I’ll call you,” I say walking off with my son.
Boy I sure know how to pick them. I’m not getting ready to get involved with a man whose baby mother is living with him! I just need to invest in a vibrator!
Chapter 47 - Megan
It’s been a few days since I set Kevin’s clothes on fire. I’ve been kinda giving him the cold shoulder. It’s just too much stress going on in my life. I lose my baby and Kevin claims an obsessed ex girlfriend is trying to ruin us. I decided that I need a few drinks with my best friend.
I do a double take in my full length mirror and I’m rocking a red Chanel dress with gold gladiator sandals and gold accessories. The dress is hugging all my curves. Since I gave birth to Kennedy, I have picked up a few pounds but they’re all in the right places. My ass is like whoa in this dress.
“Hey baby, where are you headed?” Says Kevin holding Kennedy.
“Out with Natalie for a few hours. Were going to get some drinks,” I reply dryly.
“Baby, you have to believe me. I’m not cheating on you. I want to marry you and make you my wife Megan.”
“I hear you Kevin. Look I’m running late, I have to get going.”
I kiss my daughter on the cheek and grab my purse.
***
I walk inside the classy bar and meet Natalie. She stands up and greets me with a hug.
“Bitch you look cute! Where did all that ass come from?” Says Natalie patting my butt.
“Girl Kennedy gave it to me,” I joke.
Natalie is wearing a black bustier top, skinny blue jeans and four inch Red Bottoms, that she borrowed from me awhile back. She looks cute!
“I like those shoes heffa,” I joke.
“They look good on me right?!” Natalie jokes while cracking a smile.
We enjoy a few drinks and catch up. Natalie tells me about the Keisha and Larry situation.
“Well if you really like him then just take it slow. If it’s meant to be it’ll work itself out,” I tell Natalie sipping my drink.
“I guess chile, I just don’t want all that drama and you know my situation,” says Natalie taking her shot of Tequila and biting into a lime.
I know her situation is code for herpes.
“You can’t let your situation control your life. You can still live a full and fulfilling life. Everyone deserves happiness sweetie.”
After a few good hours we part ways. I’m walking to my car and I can’t believe what I’m seeing! There is a brick through the front window shield of my car. My tires are also flat.
“What the fuck man!”
I dial Kevin. After a few rings he answers.
“Hello,” says Kevin.
“I’m guessing your little ex girlfriend is following me. That bitch threw a brick through my front window shield and my tires are flat! If you cheated now is the time to tell me. I can’t do this shit.” I break down in tears.
“Well stay right there. I’m on my way. I’ll have your car towed to my homeboy’s auto shop. It’s dark outside so go back inside,” says Kevin.
“Alright, well call me when you’re pulling in.”
We disconnect the call.
I wait for over an hour and no sign of Kevin.
I call his phone repeatedly and there is no answer.
Where in the hell is he?
Chapter 48 - Natalie
After I left the bar I pull into my apartment complex and see Larry parked in front of my building.
I take the key out of the ignition and exit my car.
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sp; “Larry what are you doing here?”
“Natalie, you haven’t been returning any of my phone calls. What’s up?”
“Larry, I told you that I would call you. I just needed some time to get my thoughts together.”
“Can I come inside and talk to you?”
I nod my head yes and walk to my apartment door. I open the front door and let Larry inside. He takes a seat on my sofa.
“Look, I know you’re uncomfortable about Keisha staying with me but nothing is going on. She sleeps on the sofa and that’s it. I don’t have any feelings for her.”
“I hear you.” I grab a water bottle out of the fridge and take a seat next to Larry.
“You wanna smoke one?” Says Larry pulling out a bag of kush from his jean pocket.
“Yeah, I’ll smoke.” Larry rolls up, lights it, and hit’s the blunt. He passes it to me and I hit it.
After a few minutes were high and chilling on the sofa.
“I thought you were feeling me Natalie. Why did you just cut me off?”
“It’s not you. It’s something much deeper that I don’t care to talk about right now.”
“Talk to me,” says Larry turning to face me on the sofa.
I’m guessing it’s the weed and the few drinks I had with Megan earlier because I just blurted it out.
“I have genital herpes! My ex gave it to me. That’s why I couldn’t have sex with you last time.”
Larry is silent and I’m guessing he’s taking it all in.
“Say something,” I mumble. My palms are sweaty and I’m shaking.
Larry doesn’t say anything as he grabs my chin and plants a kiss on my lips. He slips his tongue into my mouth. I let a moan escape my lips.
“Where is your bedroom?”
“Down the hall,” I softly say.
Larry carries me into my bedroom and undresses me. I lie on the bed and I’m scared out of my mind. Larry undresses himself in front of me, keeping eye contact the entire time. He grabs a condom out of his jean pocket.
“Get on all fours baby,” says Larry sliding on the condom.
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