The Next Week

After work, I went and picked up Chris then we headed out for a dinner date. He's been super quiet ever since I told him about the baby. I know he's happy but he's also worried and that I understand as well. But I don't want him to be that way though. Everyday trying to convince him that I'm going to be okay isn't working.

I'm just going to make sure he's at every appointment and apart of my pregnancy 24/7.

We've been sitting at the table for about 30 minutes now and he still hasn't said anything, he just stayed on his phone. Reaching over, I pulled it out his hand and tucked it in my purse. Sighing, he looked up at me.

"Aubree I need my phone."

"You don't, talk to me."

"Ain't nothing to talk about." He grabbed a napkin and snatched the pen that I had tucked in my shirt then started drawing.

Exhaling I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Hey are you guys ready to order?" The waitress asked.

"Yes can I have the buf-."

"Naw She don't want that." Chris cut me off. "You can bring us both bacon cheese burgers, with loaded fries. No onions or tomatoes on hers."

I rolled my eyes. Now he wants to talk. "And can you bring me extra mayo and ketchup and mustard?" I asked.

"Sure." The waitress said while grabbing our menus.

As soon as she left Chris went back to doodling like a little bitty ass kid.

"I'm not sure why you have an attitude with me." I said to him.

"I don't have an attitude, I just don't want to talk."

"That's fucked up though. We should be talking. Chris I know what's bothering you and I get I-."

"You don't get it. Have you been in a hospital hallway waiting for them to tell you that your child and her mother is okay. But instead they come out with a straight face and said they did all they could do."

"No ive never been in that situation but Chris why are you treating me like this is my fault? You wanted me pregnant, right? This is what you wanted. Did what happen to Nia slip your mind for a second when you kept asking me to have your baby? Are you regretting our baby because of what happened to her?"

"I can't lose anybody else that I fucking love Aubree."

"You're not going to lose me Chris. What happened to her was unfortunate but that's going to make us stay on our job so that me and our child comes home healthy."

"Whatever man."

"So are you not going to be active during my pregnancy because you're scared? Are your deadbeat tendencies showing?"

"Shut up talking crazy before I reach over this table."

I looked over each shoulder to see if I could find out who exactly this nigga was talking to. "I'm sorry but did you just threaten to hit me."

"Keep saying stupid shit."

I laughed. "This is crazy."

"If you would've just kept yo mouth closed we would've been good."

"Okay, Cool."

He wants the silent treatment FOR NO FUCKING REASON, then cool.

Fine by me.

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After dinner we headed back to his house, when we pulled up a bunch of cars were outside meaning that his friends are here. Don't matter though cause I'm about to take my ass home.

Climbing out the car, I grabbed my to-go box and went to the door walking inside. I heard a bunch of laughing coming from the kitchen so we went in there. A bunch of bitches and his friends all standing around drinking and smoking. I looked over my shoulder at Chris and he looked confused.

"Ayyyye there go bro!" Mijo yelled sounding drunk already. "And there go siiiiiis." He moved over to me and laid his hands on my stomach. "Congratulations boo!"

My eyes bucked.

"Nigga Move!" Chris pushed his hands looking at him like he was crazy. "Yo, What the Fuck is going on in here?"

"We wanted to have a little kickback man, you got the biggest crib so we had everybody pull up here." Keeis said.

"You ain't think about asking me if this was okay? Then y'all got a bunch of people that I don't even fucking know up in here."

"Man they all good, ain't nobody gone try nothing stupid."

"Naw, y'all gotta go. I'm not in the mood, and I know Aubree tired."

"Aubree is about to take her ass home, y'all enjoy." I said while making my way upstairs. Walking into his closet, I grabbed my bag that I brought and started putting my things in it. As soon as I got ready to walk out, he came in the room and locked the door.

"So you really gone leave?" Chris asked.

"Yes I am."

"Why?"

"I'm not about to do this bipolar, memory loss shit with you. You don't want to talk to me so why and the hell would I sit around you? You just threatened to hit me. I'm not about to deal with this shit. I'm not about to let you stress me out."

"All I said was I didn't want to talk! I know the only thing you want to talk about is Nia."

"The only thing that I wanted to know was if you were okay Chris. That's it.....now if you'll excuse me, I want to go home." I tried to walk around him again but he grabbed me.

"Aubree wait."

"Why?"

"Because I'm sorry. I shouldn't be doing you like this." He deeply sighed while rubbing his hands over his face. "I'm just fucking scared Aubree." When he looked at me his eyes were red. "I just don't want anything bad to happen to you."

"Chris nothing is going to happen to me! If you were so fucking scared about something bad happening, why were you so damn adamant about getting me pregnant?! You should've just pulled out."

"Or you could've been on birth control or made sure I had on a condom. Who fucks somebody they just met raw? I've always wanted to ask you that."

I let out an obnoxious laugh, gripping on to my hair because he had me ready to pull it out. "You are so fucking bipolar bro."

"I'm not."

"You are, one minute you wanna be all sad and shit then the next you want to act like a dick. I'm not about to deal with it."

"Ain't nobody acting like a dick."

"You are Chris, like what the fuck is wrong with you. This small conversation just gave me the biggest headache. I'm over it. I'm telling you I'm good but you want to keep stressing me out because you're focused on what happen to Nia. That was fucked up but we are two totally different women."

"You're right.....Nia never used to trip on me like you did."

Okay, I'm over this. "Well dig the girl up and be with her then cause I'm done with this bullshit."

See what happens when you piss me off??! He just kept poking.

"Yeah Bitch, you can really bounce now."

Now I'm ready to fight, but I can't so ima just walk away. "Don't call or text me tomorrow asking me to come back neither, BITCH!"

"Bitch why you ain't out the door yet."

I tossed my bag at his head, he just ended up catching it and that pissed me off. He carried my bag into the closet. "Now you gotta go home with nothing." He yelled.

"Nigga you acting like I ain't got shit, that's fine."

"Why you still even here dawg?! I thought I told you to leave."

"I'm leaving once you give me my bag." I went and sat on his bed.

"Get up Aubree."

"Nope."

"Ima drag yo ass out of here."

"Do it."

He came and scooped off the bed making me let out a small scream. A smirk fell on his face.

"I hate you." My eyes squinted.

"You love me."

"I'm starting to think you got my mood swings."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, your attitude just changed three times. Sad, mad, happy. That's scary."

He tossed me back on the bed then pulled me to him, opening my legs and climbing in between. "Chris Move I wanna go home." I tried to push him but he grabbed my arms then laid on my chest.

"Noooo baby don't go." He whined. HE NEEDS HELP!

"You just called me a Bitch and told me to leave. I'm not staying here."

"You just told me to go dig up my baby momma!"

"You said I'm nothing like her!"

"That shit still wasn't cool to say."

I sighed. "It wasn't and I apologize but I'm not about to do this back and forth shit with you."

"That was cold hearted as hell baby."

"It was but that just means I've been around you too long cause that definitely some shit you would say to somebody."

He thought about it for a minute. "Yeah I would."

"So you have to accept my apology and you have to stop thinking so negative. We got this Chris."

"Yeah we do. I'm sorry for my craziness today. I don't think I can control it."

"I see. We gotta work on that, once my emotions kick in, we both can't be acting crazy."

"Neither of us will be acting crazy."

"I can't make any promises."

"Mmhm....now lets have sex then cuddle." He buried his face in my breast again.

"No, we're about to go kick those bitches out your crib. I should kick whoever planned this shit, ass."

"And ima help. Let's go."

"Wait a minute, how does Mijo know about the baby?"

"He saw the pregnancy test before you shoved them in your purse the other day."

"Damn, guess I didn't move quick enough. But make sure he keeps quiet though."

"I will, I can't wait to tell my mom."

I smiled but my mind drifted to how active I wanted my mother to be in the baby's life.

Ugh.

Chris kissed my forehead, bringing me out my thoughts. "Let's go baby."

"Let's go."

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