𝐍𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄. * COMPLETED *

𝐗𝐗𝐗

Wya ?

I walked back downstairs to see Kentrell silently sitting in the living room. "Damn bae, you almost scared me." I jumped. The TV wasn't on and he wasn't playing anything. He just looked straight-forward. As if he was zoned out. "Bae?" I came closer to him and he slowly turned to me. "Why you in the living room and not doing nothing?" I chuckled. He didn't respond and suddenly stood up.

He walked by the kitchen island and grabbed a wrinkled paper. I narrowed my eyes. He stood in front of me holding the paper. "What that is?" I asked. "You tell me." He threw the paper at me but it didn't land far so I instantly caught it. I read the paper.

Dejah Morris :

Results of Test

4 Weeks Pregnant

My jaw dropped. How did he get this? "Bae, I can expla—" "Nah, Ion wanna hear nunadat. You pregnant mane and you ain't tell me?!?" He yelled. "Kentrell I was gonna tell you today. But you found out bef—" "Am I even the father mane?" His left eye twitched.

"WHAT?! Of course you are! I was going to tell you these past few weeks but I didn't know how to because you were so busy and I didn't want to alarm you or make you feel pressured even more." I explained and I felt hot tears start to come out of my eyes. I didn't like how he was yelling at me.

"Pressured? Dejah, why the fuck would I be pressured cause I got you pregnant? I knew I nutted in you mane!" He clenched his fists. "Bae stop, just calm down." I held his shoulder but he moved my hand. Then he touched it again when he realized how aggressive he'd been.

"I was gonna tell you Kentrell." I mouthed.  "And to think that you're not the father, I—" my voice cut off. I took a breath. "I wanted to wait when you weren't busy and had other shit going on first..." I sniffled. I didn't want him to see me cry. He didn't respond and instead walked into the kitchen. I heard him grab his keys off the counter and slammed the door by the kitchen that led to the garage.

I ran upstairs and went to the bathroom. I grabbed a bunch of tissue paper to wipe my nose and tears. All of this is my fault. This was not how I expected things to go. I took a nice shower and put on one of my nightgown set and perfume before going to bed. I doubt Kentrell would do anything stupid.

I was slightly sleep when I heard the room door open and keys clank on the nightstand of the other bed. I didn't move. I wanted to stay sleep. Kentrell showered and changed into his sleep clothes. He then got into bed and suddenly I felt a kiss on my cheek and he put his left arm around my stomach and pulled me closer onto him.

I didn't want to make any noise so I kept my little sniffles in. He kept on rubbing my stomach and it made me feel even better.

the next morning

I woke up and checked the time. 7:13 am. I stretched before getting out of bed and glancing at Kentrell. He was sound asleep and of course—his glock was on the nightstand. Never was too far. I took a shower and decided to wear something chill today. Some black tights and one of Kentrell's wifebeaters. What? They was comfortable as fuck.

I was so glad I was off work today because I wasn't feeling good at all. I grabbed my MacBook and some file folders. Even thought I wasn't working, I didn't want to be stressing about patients so I wanted to get this shit done ASAP. Besides, it would only take me like 20 minutes. I laid in bed on my side and began looking through papers.

Kentrell was still sound asleep. I kept looking at him feeling ashamed. He was right, I should've been told him. I sighed turning back to my laptop to finish work.

KENTRELL

"Dejah?"

I sighed as I walked into the kitchen. Dejah was heating something up in the microwave. "Dejah." I repeated. She turned to me innocently. Her face had a calm/confused look. "Mhmm?" She mumbled just as the microwave started beeping. She grabbed a bag out of the microwave. It was a popcorn bag.

"Ain't you just eat three pizzas an hour ago?" I chuckled. Dejah gave me a deadly look. "Boy shush. Are you trying to call me fat?" She placed her hand on her hip. I shook my head. "Hey, I wanted to talk." I placed my hand on her shoulder and the other one around her waist.

"I'm sorry for yelling at—" "It's honestly okay Kentrell. This was all my fault. If I told you, we wouldn't be in this position." She shook her head and I squeezed her hand. "But I still see where you coming from. You respected the fact that I was busy and you didn't want to make me overwhelmed. I get it, Dej. I just don't want you ever doing something like that again! Especially if you pregnant. You have my word. I ain't gone get upset baby." I explained and she nodded slowly and gave me a cheek kiss. I gripped on her ass and pulled her into a hug.

"I love you, Kentrell."

"I love you too Dejah."

to be continued ... 💘.