by Mona
“Aaaah! Baby, wait!” Andre ignored her and her tight walls, as he went deeper and deeper. “Ooh, God, Dre! It hurts!” Arianna yelled out in agony as Andre was drilling her with no mercy. “Baby, please,” Arianna whispered as she was now out of breath.
“Please what?” He studied the look on her face which reflected a mixture of pleasure and pain. “You forgot this pussy is still on punishment?” Andre seductively whispered in her ear. “Huh, did you forget, Ri? I told you I was going to punish her every time I hit it, right? Huh? Didn’t I tell you that shit, Ri?” Andre whispered once more as he gave it to her like there was no tomorrow.
“Aaargh! Yes you did, baby! You sure did!” Arianna groaned and cried out as she reached over and wrapped her arms around his neck while arching her back. “Aaaah! Dammit, Dre I’m coming, baby!” She yelled out.
“Shiiit”! He groaned as he pounded into her before releasing. Andre then buried his sweaty face in her neck as he struggled to catch his breath. Arianna struggled to do the same. Once he regained his composure, he lifted his head and looked directly in her eyes before he spoke. “Did you ever take the morning after pill I bought for you?” Andre asked with a look on his face that she was unable to read.
Arianna stared at him in shock. “Of course,” she replied. She swallowed hard and felt a lump in her throat.
“You sure about that?” He asked her as his eyes now turned slightly dark.
“Yes, Dre,” she was becoming slightly agitated. “Why are you asking me that?” she tried to climb off his penis which was still partially erect.
Andre held her by her waist as he spoke. “I’m asking you that because in the last week we’ve been having make-up sex, you haven’t been able to take me. Today is not the first time you’ve complained that it hurts when I go deep. So, I’m a ask you one more time, did you take the morning after pill I bought for you?” he asked in a harsh tone.
“Yes, Dre, I did.”
“You feel this shit, Ri?” He asked her as he was now fully erect. “Aaah, Dre what are you doing?” She asked him as he slowly began to once again work her wetness.
“I’m showing you something,” he told her. “You feel this?” He asked once again as he dug deep into her, causing Arianna to yell out.
“Aaah! Stop! Yes, I feel it! Dammit, Dre.”
“See, that’s what the hell I’m talking about. You use to be able to take me going as deep as I wanted. The only time I can remember you not being able to take me going too deep is when you were pregnant with A.J.” Andre stared at her as his jaw clenched. He felt his anger rising but he opted to keep it under control until he gained some answers.
“I took the pill, Dre,” Arianna said in a voice above a whisper.
Andre slowed down his pace as he stared at her before he spoke. “Then why the fuck are you pregnant?”
Chapter Eighteen
Dr. Ming Chu’s office
(Arianna’s OBY-GYN)
The Next Day:
“Where were you last night, Dre? I called and texted you all night,” Arianna asked as Andre entered the examination room.
“I stayed at the penthouse.”
“So, that’s your thing now? You spend the night out after we have a disagreement?”
Andre shot daggers at her. “Do you really want to go down that road with me? Do you want me to question what the fuck your thing is these days?”
“Dammit, Dre! I told you, I took the pill. I’m not sure what’s going on, but I took the pill,” Arianna pleaded.
“Yeah, well, we about to find out what the fuck is going on, but I’m telling you now, if you’re pregnant with that nigga’s baby—” Andre’s sentence was cut off as Arianna’s doctor entered the room.
“Well, hello to one of my favorite couples. How are you two doing?” Arianna’s gynecologist greeted them.
Andre took a seat in one of the empty chairs and Arianna smiled. “Hello, Dr. Chu. We’re great, and yourself?” Arianna replied.
“Oh, what can I say, I can’t complain,” she looked over the chart in her hand. “Okay, let’s see here. So, you say you’ve been experiencing some lower back pains. Is that correct?”
“Yes, that’s about right. Not to mention, uuhm, during sexual intercourse, it hurts now, and that’s never been an issue for me,” Arianna explained.
“Okay, well, I have a simple and logical answer to why you are having back pains and pains during intercourse,” Dr. Chu stated. Andre and Arianna looked on waiting for her response. “It appears, based on the urine sample you provided, that you two are finally expecting again. Congratulations! I know you two have been trying for a while now,” Dr. Chu announced excitedly.
Arianna made eye contact with Andre who had nothing but rage in his eyes. He stood up and made his way to the door and Arianna called out to him. “Dre, wait,” she said in a rather desperate tone. The last thing she wanted was for them to once again be on bad terms after they recently made up.
“Wait what!” He yelled as he made his way to her. “Let me ask you something. It never dawned on you to make his ass wear a fucking condom, huh? You didn’t have enough respect for me and for yourself to do that, huh? Or were you in that much of a hurry to get the dick that you forgot that you were a married woman! At least when I was doing my fucking dirt, I always strapped up! Each and every mothafuckin time. Matter of fact, in all the years I’ve been fucking I never once screwed a chick raw. Not once. And I’ve been fucking since I was fourteen. I always had a fucking condom in my pocket. You were my first and only I went raw with. You know what, I’m starting to see that my ass is more into you than you’re into me,” Andre said angrily.
“That’s not true, Dre. I love you with all of my heart,” Arianna admitted. She was on the verge of tears, but she refused to let them fall.
“Okay, I’m sorry, I don’t mean to intrude, but are you two okay?” Dr. Chu asked catching both Andre and Arianna’s attention. They suddenly realized Dr. Chu was still present in the room.
“Yeah we aight. I’m gone,” Andre once again made his way to the door.
“Babe, wait, please,” Arianna pleaded once more.
“Okay, look, once again, I don’t mean to intrude but I’ve known you two for years and I look at Arianna as more than just a patient. I look at you two as friends. And as friends, I would love to help in any way I can,” Dr. Chu said sincerely as she looked between Andre and Arianna. “Okay?” She clarified.
Rubbing his hands over his face in frustration, Andre made his way back to the chair and took a seat. Arianna cleared her throat and made eye contact with Dr. Chu. “Well Ming, to make a long story short, I slept with someone else,” she confessed causing Dr. Chu to gasp in shock.
“Oh Arianna, no.”
“Yes, but it only happened once,” Arianna confirmed as she glanced at Andre who still appeared angry. “Also,” Arianna continued. “That same night, Andre purchased the morning after pill which I did infact take, but he feels that I did not since I’m now pregnant when I’m not supposed to be. Can you give us any insight on what happened?”
Dr. Chu looked over the chart which she was still holding once Arianna was done with her confession. “Okay, let’s see. Well, looking at your chart, based on the date of your last period, you are close to about eight weeks pregnant. When exactly did this incident occur and when did you took the morning after pill?”
“Oh my God, that’s two months,” Arianna expressed dramatically as she placed her hands over her face. Finally removing them, she made eye contact with Andre and smiled through the tears that had formed in her eyes. “It’s only been about a month, maybe a month and a half since I, uuhm… I mean, since that incident,” she confirmed.
“Okay, so now we’re getting somewhere. So, if you took the morning after pill five weeks ago, then that means you were already a little over two weeks pregnant which is the reason why it did not work. Which also means, Andre…” Dr. Chu paused as she looked Andre’s way. “It means you are without a dou
bt the father of this baby.” Arianna smiled and let out a sigh of relief as Andre too appeared rather relieved. “So, does that relieve some of the tension between the two of you?”
“Yeah, it does. Doctor Ming, do you mind if I have a moment with my wife?” Andre stared at Arianna who now had tears of joy streaming down her face.
“Sure. As soon as you two are done, I will come back in to perform your first ultra sound and prescribe pre-natal vitamins for you.” Once Dr. Chu exit the room, Andre stood up and made his way to Arianna. Gently holding her face, he bent down and sensually kissed her lips. The kiss reflected his love for her, how much she meant to him, how he’s loved her since they were kids and how happy he was they were bringing another child into this world. As the kiss deepened, more tears of joy poured down her face. Pulling apart, they hugged and she buried her moist face in his chest.
“I’m so sorry, babe,” she mumbled as her voice cracked.
“Sshhh. I’m sorry for the way I just spoke with you. The thought of you having another man’s baby, especially his, just drove me crazy,” he confessed to her. Lifting her chin so they were eye to eye, he caressed her face. “I’m also sorry I drove off once the limo dropped us off after court yesterday. I’m sorry I didn’t answer your calls and texts last night. From now on we moving pass this shit with Malachi, aight. From now on it’s all about me and you. I love you, for better or for worse and till death do us part, like we promised each other eight years ago. Aight.”
“Aight,” she mimicked him causing Andre to laugh. Arianna laughed too and he bent down and kissed her lips once again. “So, let’s get your doctor back in here so we can find out what we having, and it better be a boy,” Andre stated as they broke apart from the kiss.
“Okay, go get her and let her know we’re ready for the ultra sound, but uuhmm, she can’t tell us the sex of the baby until about four or five months, from what I remember with A.J.” Arianna clarified.
“Four or five months?” Andre questioned with a slight frown.
“Uhhh, yeah.” Arianna laughed at the frown on his face.
“Man, that’s some bull. It better be a boy, for real,” he said once more as he made his way towards the door.
“Whatever. Why do you want a boy so bad? We already have a boy and not just a boy, but one who looks, talk and act just like you. That’s enough headaches to last a lifetime,” Arianna joked causing Andre to laugh. “No, I want a pretty little girl who looks, talk, act just like me and one who will tell me your every move,” she included with a sly grin.
Andre looked at her and laughed again knowing she was referring to Andre Junior constantly snitching to him about her every move. “Yeah, aight. If it is a girl, I’ll have her wrapped around my fingers too, fuck what you heard,” he continued laughing at Arianna’s facial expression.
Chapter Nineteen
Three Months Later: New Year’s Eve
(Malachi’s Lounge)
Hoboken, N.J.
“This shit is nice,” Desmond commented as he looked around the lounge area.
“Yeah, you like?” Malachi asked as he looked around as well.
“Yeah, I like it; besides the fact just about every nigga I know owns a damn club or restaurant and shit,” Desmond joked.
Malachi laughed as he shook his head. “You crazy as hell.” Desmond laughed along with him as he finished off the Corona he was drinking.
“So, how was your trip?” Desmond asked.
“Oh man, it was nice. I’ve never seen a place so damn beautiful. I had a great time. The flight, the island, the food, shit, the women. I’ve never seen so many beautiful women all in one place before. I mean, like everywhere you turn was a drop dead gorgeous woman. I was like a kid in a candy store,” Malachi boasted as he and Desmond laughed.
“Yeah, that’s Jamaica for ya. That’s my spot right there. Shit, next time I’m going with you.”
“Haven’t you been there like four times already?” Malachi asked.
“And, nigga, it’ll just be five times. Shit, just about everywhere I’ve been I went more than once. Once I find a country I love, shit, you can’t keep me away. Bahamas, Barbados, Cancun, Tahiti.”
“Yeah, my mom kept going on and on about Tahiti. Between her and the travel agent I didn’t know which island to pick,” Malachi stated.
“Well, I’m surprised she didn’t talk you into going to Tahiti. She loves that place. First time we went, she ended up staying a few more days after we all left. She was not playing,” Desmond commented as both he and Malachi laughed.
“Tahiti? That’s where Dre and Riri were married, right?” Malachi asked with a look of curiosity in his eyes.
“Yeah that’s where,” Desmond stood up. Looking at Malachi, he noticed he looked more refreshed and relaxed than he did three months ago. Regardless of the drama between him and Andre, Malachi was still his boy. Although he disapproved of Malachi’s actions, he still gave him a helping ear three months ago when he called venting about Arianna. Desmond understood all too well of loving someone for years and finding it hard to let go. Yes, he was hard on Malachi a few months ago at Jersey Shore hospital and yes he disagreed with how he went on about things, but he with a doubt understood how Malachi was feeling, and as quiet as it was kept, he sympathized with him. “Does your ass need to take another vacation?” Desmond asked as he studied him a bit longer.
“Man, stop. I’m good. Between you, my mom and my therapist suggesting I take a vacation, I’m actually more than good. I was able to relax and clear my head,” Malachi replied.
“Well, good. Personally, I think your ass should’ve stayed there or relocated somewhere else. You need to live somewhere where there is no Arianna. She’s a reminder of your past and some of the negative things about it. Start fresh, on a clean slate. There are times I feel like doing the same thing. Hell, I did at some point. The years I played for the Lakers in Los Angeles were the years I was open minded to a real relationship again,” Desmond admitted.
“Yeah, but instead of doing that you came back here and started visiting Candy’s gravesite more and any thoughts of really moving on went out the window. And you talking about when you lived in L.A. you were open to a real relationship, but from what I witnessed through the years, all you did was give false hope and broke a couple of hearts,” Malachi stated as Desmond laughed.
“Well damn, nigga. How the fuck did you witness that from where you were?”
“Man, don’t play with me. We had T.V.’s up in there,” Malachi replied as he laughed along with Desmond. “Plus, what I would see on T.V. didn’t match what you were telling me when you came to visit me. You were playing with those women’s emotions, especially Raquel Jennings.”
“Man, Whatever. Eh, don’t try to change the subject. The point I’m trying to make is a change of scenery might not be so bad. You’re never going to be able to let go of the past if you are still living in the same state as the past and can possibly run into her. Plus, what you really should be doing is trying to make peace with Dre and find out if you and him are really brothers,” Desmond advised.
“I tried to reach out to him once and he didn’t answer, which now I’m glad. I’m not sure what I really want to say to him. I’m still trying to sort out a lot of things. Maybe one day he and I can sit down and really talk, but right now it’s too soon. I was thinking of going ahead and getting the DNA test done,” Malachi admitted.
“Now that’s what’s up. Please do it, ASAP. Maybe if you two niggas really are brothers, it will put you both back on the right path to being the brothers you were before, because this shit is crazy. It’s times like this that everyone around the two of you are affected by what’s going on. Here it is New Year’s Eve and he’s having this get together at his house and you can’t be there. Mama Ro will be there but without you. Shit is awkward. Everyone will be there, and of course A.J. will be asking for you, like he’s been asking since Mama Lorette’s birthday dinner. We told him you went on vacation,” Desmond stat
ed.
“Well, shit, that part is true. I was on vacation,” Malachi added.
“Nigga, not for four damn months. Now sooner or later something has to give. Did Mama Ro enjoy herself in Jamaica?”
“Yeah, she did. I thought some time away from that jackass Ian would clear her head and make her realize his ass was all wrong for her, but as soon as we landed, she calls his ass and goes running to him. I’ve never seen my mom so desperate for a man before.”
“Well, she did spend years without… you know…” Desmond started to say but cut his words short when he noticed the look on Malachi’s face.
“See, Des, stop playing.”
“Hey, I’m just saying,” Desmond said as he stifled from laughing.
“Well, don’t say it. And she’s been trying to get me to talk to him. She also said they had someone they wanted Dre and I to meet, but I told her I was good,” Malachi concluded.
“Yeah, Dre hasn’t spoken to him either. Like I said, sooner or later, something has to give. Life is way too short for all this shit,” Desmond commented. “But, look, I’m heading over to Dre’s. Since I won’t see you before midnight, I just want to say, Happy New Year, my nigga,” Desmond reached out and he and Malachi shook hands and embraced in a partial hug.
“Happy New Year to you too, and don’t forget to kiss the ladies for me. Tell Aunt Patrice, Mama Lorette, Angie and Ava I said Happy New Year and that I will call them tomorrow,” Malachi said as Desmond nodded his head.
“Aight, I will. Have fun tonight here at the club. And this is a good look.” Desmond included as he motioned towards the club.
