by Angie Hayes
“Every damn thing.” I said sighing loud into the phone.
“Uh oh, what the fuck done happened?” she asked.
“I found out today that I’m pregnant.” I blurted out.
“Oh my God, that’s great! Shawn is going to be so happy!” she said excited.
“No he’s not, because it’s not his. I’m nine weeks Keisha, and Troy’s the father.” I cried. “Besides, Shawn and I always use condoms.”
“Damn Alicia, don’t cry boo…it’ll be okay. Just tell Shawn, I’m sure you guys can come to an understanding. This happened before y’all were an item. Just keep it one hundred and tell him everything.” She suggested.
“Yeah, but what if he decides that he doesn’t want to be with someone who’s carrying another man’s child? What if he leaves Keisha?” I cried harder.
“Shawn is not that type of guy that would do something like that. He loves you too much.” Keisha paused. “Wait, I know you’re not thinking of telling Troy, are you?” She asked which I already knew that question was coming.
“Hell no! For what, so I can join those other bitches? Besides, I live in an entirely different state, so he never has to know.” I informed her.
“Well I hate to add to your bad news, but Troy will be at the wedding. I just found out when I finalized the seating chart with the planner. Keith invited him, but he assured me that Troy ain’t going to be on no bullshit.” She told me.
This has got to be a fucking joke. Not only am I pregnant yet again by this asshole, but I also have to see him in the next few days.
“Girl I’m not worried about Troy’s ass. Shawn will there to occupy my time anyways.” I assured her, hoping like hell it was true.
“Good, you know I just had to give you the heads up. Oh, I invited Candy as well. So it’ll be one big celebration.” She laughed. “Seriously, I think you should tell Shawn. Give him the choice to decide to be there for you.”
“Your right and thanks Keisha. I’m on my way home now to lie down. I know you have a ton to do, so I’ll see you this weekend. Talk to you later, I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Once the phone was hung up, I let my mind wonder. Keisha was right, I had to tell Shawn and the problem was that my fear of losing him overpowered my decision. I know I can’t hide this for long. Although I’m not showing yet, I know that my morning sickness will be a red flag. I can’t tell Shawn that it’s is, because I’m too far along to pull it off. Why the hell did this shit had to happen right now? Why is God somehow keeping me tied to this man? I’m not sure, but I know I have to get myself together before Shawn comes over after work. If not, he’ll know something is wrong, and I don’t want that.
Once I got inside the house, I jumped in the shower and cried some more. I’m grateful for my blessing, just disappointed in who I had to share this blessing with. I thought I was done with Troy, and now I’m going to have a baby that will share his blood. When I was done showering, I climbed in the bed and dozed off. I must have been sleeping for a while, because it was dark outside when I woke up to Shawn sucking lightly on my clit. Arching my back, I grab his head and allow him to do his thing.
“Oh shit baby, right there. Don’t stop.” I moaned.
I could feel my orgasm quickly approaching and I don’t want to lose it.
“Ah, I’m about to cum baby!” I screamed.
My legs start to shake and I can’t hold it anymore. Shawn grabbed a hold of my thighs while he pulled me closer to him and sucked harder.
After I was satisfied, I continue to lie in the bed as he kissed softly on my pussy lips, while blowing lightly on them. It felt so good; all I could do was close my eyes. Shawn suddenly climbed up on my body and entered me slowly. I don’t even remember him putting on a condom. Why do I care, it’s not like I can get pregnant. This is the first time that we’ve gone bareback, and it feels much better than with that plastic barrier. Slowly he dipped in and out of my honey pot, while placing soft kisses all over my neck. Keeping up, I move my hips around until I matched his rhythm.
“Damn, why is your pussy so fucking good?” Shawn whispered in my ear. “Turn around.” He commanded.
I did as I was told and got on all fours with my back arched and ass in the air. Shawn grabbed my hips, pulled me to him, and slid back inside me. Each time he pulled out, I tightened my walls and gripped his dick for dear life as he slid back in. I could tell he loved it, because he began to fuck me harder.
“Work that shit baby, throw it back at daddy.” He said.
He didn’t have to tell me twice because that’s exactly what I did. We fucked in that position for a few minutes before he flipped me over and grabbed both of my legs. With my ankles pushed back by my ears, Shawn dove in and beat my pussy with a vengeance. I could feel his dick going deeper and deeper, but I couldn’t do anything but take it because my arms were pinned down under my legs. I felt that familiar tingle and knew that I was about to cum again. Shawn sped up and I knew he was on the verge of coming as well. Moments later we climaxed together before rolling over exhausted. When he didn’t get up to discard the condom like he usually does, I brought it to his attention.
“Umm baby, aren’t you going to throw the condom away?” I asked just to be sure.
“No” he answered.
“Why?”I asked.
“Because I didn’t put one on. I’m sorry baby; I got so caught in the moment of tasting your sweet juices that I climbed right in it. I hope you’re not mad.” He asked me.
“I’m not mad. It's just that we never had the discussion about not use condoms.”
“I know, but what’s the big deal? We are both in this committed relationship and I’m going to make an honest woman out of you real soon, so it’s only right that we have a family.” He said as he kissed me.
After that he rolled over not giving me a chance to respond. As I lay in the bed thinking about things, I realized that this could work out in my favor.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Shawn
I was at work sitting at my desk thinking about the night before at Alicia’s place. When I got there she was in bed sleeping peacefully. I went over to give her a kiss, but noticed that she didn’t have any clothes on under the covers. That was my cue to take care of that pussy. That shit felt so good when I slid in raw. I already knew that I wanted to make Alicia my wife and the mother of my child. She’s the one. Although I acted off of impulse, I knew I had to handle something first before I can that step. Picking up my phone I dialed her number, hoping she would answer.
“Hey you.” Carmen answered.
“Hey look, we need to talk. Can you meet me for lunch today?” I got right to the point.
“Okay, it sounds serious. What time?”
“One, at the same spot.”
“Okay, I’ll see you then.” After we hung up, I started thinking about how she came into my life in the first place.
It was after the bad breakup that I had with my ex, right before I enlisted in the service. I had the mind set of not trusting woman, and didn’t want to be in a relationship anytime soon. After AIT graduation, me and my battle buddies went to celebrate at the NCO club on post. The place was jumping and we were enjoying ourselves since we had been in basic training for the last two months. Civilians were allowed in the club, so the ladies were all over the place looking for their next come up. We had all heard about how they got down, and was told to be careful.
I already knew I was straight because I wasn’t thinking about females like that. As the night went on, I noticed this chick eyeing me down. Since I had a few drinks in me I decided to approach her. One dance led to two and by the end of the night, we were fucking like porn stars. After that night, we kept in contact and hooked up every once in a while. I told her that I wasn’t looking for anything other than what we were doing, and she agreed that she was looking for the same. Everything between us was cool and we had a mutual understanding.
It was when I came up on orders to
Afghanistan that things took a turn between us. One day I was talking to my boy who was also getting deployed, and he told me how he and this broad he knew from his home town were getting married that week. He said he was flying her up for a few days and applying for a marriage license. There was a three day wait so when that was over, they would go to the clerk of courts and get married. They agreed to be married for the entire year while he was deployed, so that he could get extra money and she could get the benefits and of course a portion of the funds he would be getting.
The shit sounded sweet to me. It was a contract marriage where you both are married, but still have an understanding that they will leave separate lives. Not to mention you get paid way more money with that dependent. That would work out even better when you’re deployed.
I was all for it, so I approached Carmen with the idea. Shit, I figured we already had a thing with no strings attached so doing that would be a cake walk. Once I explained everything to her she was down, so we did it. Our agreement was supposed to only be for a year and when I came back from Afghanistan, we would get a divorce. It was so smooth when I got over there. Carmen kept in constant contact with me and sent me care packages as much as she could. I appreciated the love that I had gotten from her because over there, you need it. Then I met Alicia and things changed. I started communicating more with her and less with Carmen. I didn’t feel bad because Carmen was only a business arraignment, Alicia has my heart and I want her to have my last name.
This is why I’m meeting Carmen now. I’m letting her know that I’m filing for a divorce and asking Alicia for her hand in marriage. I could have told Alicia the deal in the beginning, but I was feeling her too much and I didn’t want her to run away in fear of believing she was dealing with another man like Troy. I loved Alicia for years and I couldn’t take the chance of her leaving. I know it was selfish, but I couldn’t help it. Bottom line is I have to get this divorce without Alicia finding out I was ever married in the first place.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Troy
This fucking child support is kicking my ass, Cass is acting like she doesn’t give a fuck about home anymore, and Candy is in a niggas ear complaining every chance she gets. To top it all off, I have to get ready to see Alicia all hugged up with this cornball ass nigga she with now. For the first time I feel like all my shit is out of control. Cass thinks I’m a dummy when I’m far from it. If she thinks I don’t know what’s she’s up to, than she’s crazy than a muthafucka! I’ve been with her ass far too long to know when something is up.
Recently she is always claiming that she’s hanging out with her sister and the kids and has even changed her style. She doesn’t even question or complain about anything anymore, not even when I come home late. I would hate to find out that she was fucking around on me because she would surely get the death wish she was asking for. There’s a feeling in the pit of my stomach that’s telling me that she’s tired of my bullshit and planning to leave me. She better know that it won’t happen in this lifetime.
Seeing how things are going, I realize that I need to let these hoes go and just be a husband to my wife. Lately I’ve been speaking to my other baby mommas and we’ve all come to a mutual understanding. I’m tired of all this bickering and shit that we had going on. My actions are making my life complicated and I see that now. It was fun while it lasted, but now I need some chill in my life and I finally see that Cass is the person I need to give my all to.
First things first, I need to tell Candy that this fuck fest between us is over! If I had thought with my head and not with my dick, I wouldn’t have ever fucked with her crazy ass in the first place. She has some good pussy but it ain’t worth the headache. I plan on telling her tonight and however she takes it that’s on her. As for Alicia, I’ll always love her. I know I missed out and maybe if this was another life, she would have been my one and only. But shit not planned out that way. Yeah, a nigga is finally ready to settle down. It’s time that I let Cass know the deal because I definitely can’t lose my wife now…I need her.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Cassandra
Even though I had plans on leaving Troy soon, this fucking letter I just got in the mail just gave me the push that I need to haul ass now. I had just gotten home from work that day and picked up the mail before I came inside the house. Once I got inside, I sorted through the pile and noticed a letter addressed to Mrs. Troy Houston. I tore the envelope open and instantly got sick to my stomach. There was a letter with an ultrasound attached. It read:
Well hello Mrs. Houston. I wanted to be the first to show you a picture of your new step-child. I’m not sure if it’s a boy or a girl yet. All Troy and I care about is that it’s healthy. The heartbeat is strong as ever just like his/her daddy’s when I lay on his chest at night. In just a few months I’ll contact you again so we can meet up, and discuss things due to our kids being siblings. I want them to know each other because family is an important thing to Troy and I. Until then, I’ll give you some time to digest things and talk them over with OUR baby daddy. We’ll be seeing you soon.
Ciao
I couldn’t believe that muthafucka has done it again! This is it for my ass, I’m done! These hoes can have Troy because I’m out of this piece of shit that we’ve called a marriage. Angry, I picked up the phone to call Rodney and filled him in on my plan. He agreed to meet me at my sister’s house to help me get my shit and take it all over to his place. I kept the letter and all of the other evidence I never got rid of over the years. This muthafucka was going to give me a divorce whether he wanted to or not. Moving around the house, I grabbed me and the kid’s necessities and clothes and left. When I walked out the door I didn’t even bother to lock it, because I hoped that somebody would come in and taking everything they could get. Fuck Troy!
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Candy
I sat parked at the end of the Troy’s block waiting to see if his wife would come home first, so she could get the surprised that I left in their mailbox. I can’t believe that nigga thought he was just going to up and tell me that it was over and I was supposed to be fine with that shit. Troy fucked with the wrong bitch! Coming over to my crib with that sorry ass story about him wanting to do right all of a sudden, fuck that! Fuck him and his boring, old ass wife!
“Fuck buddies, that’s all we are to you Troy?” I asked.
“Yeah, what the hell did you think? We were on some boyfriend, girlfriend type of shit?” He said to me with no remorse at all.
When he saw the shocked look I had on my face he proceeded to get loud.
“Man you already knew you was a jump off, so don’t try to act like this shit is new to you now.” He said before turning to head out of the door.
“Okay I tell you what Mr. Fuck Buddy; since it’s like that I got something for yo’ ass! You’re not just going to come into my life and play with my fucking feelings, and then bounce when you feel like it. That shit ain’t going fly.” I said yelling back at his ass.
“First off Candy, why are you all in your feelings? Have I ever taken you out in public for a movie, or even treated you to a damn hamburger? I’ll answer that for you, hell naw! I’ve never told you that I love you, or that even that I care about you! The only time we hook up is when I come over here and I’ve never spend the night.” He said to me as he threw his head back and laughed out loud.
“This was just a fuck thing. Now I suggest you keep your threats to yourself because a bitch like you can get fucked up real bad by fucking with a nigga like me. Now it was cool while it lasted, but this shit is over.” Once he was finished, he left my place and didn’t look back.
After he left, I sat there and reflected on everything he said and he knew that he was right. We never did any of those things he mentioned. He also never told me he loved me or even acted like he cared. I knew then that Troy had used me. It was probably to get Alicia’s high and mighty ass back. Whatever his reasoning was, I had something for his ass. I found ou
t that I was pregnant three weeks ago, so this shit between us was far from over. I knew that once his wife read that letter her ass would be in a corner somewhere crying her eyes out. That’s her problem though, because I could give a fuck less. If Troy thinks his other baby mothers are vindictive bitches, he’s about to find out that they ain’t got shit on me!
Epilogue
The Wedding Day…
The wedding was finally here and everything was in place. Keisha was absolutely beautiful. She cried so much while exchanging her vows with Keith, that she constantly needed tissue. Little did people know, her cries were from the guilt of sleeping with her baby daddy two days prior and not from the beautiful words that came from her mouth. Keisha couldn’t believe that she had slipped up the way she did and let David maneuver his way into her bed once again. She didn’t want to start her marriage off with secrets and lies but she couldn’t tell Keith. She couldn’t risk losing him forever. Some thing’s you just have to take to your grave with you and that was one she was going to get buried with.
Alicia was a nervous wreck when she saw Troy. She kept thinking he would notice that she was pregnant and question her, even though she wasn’t showing at all. All Troy did was stare at her as if he was trying to figure out something. He wasn’t being discreet about it at all and Shawn noticed it quite a few times. Shawn’s arms were either wrapped around Alicia’s waist or draped over her shoulders. Although it was Keith and Keisha’s day, he had no problem beating Troy’s ass if he got out of line. He’d already noticed that Alicia was nervous as well, but took it as her being worried about running into her ex after all that time. He had no clue that she was actually pregnant because she had yet to tell him. Alicia planned on sharing the news soon; she just wanted to prolong it as much as she could, so that Shawn would believe that the baby was his. Alicia knew that there was no way she wanted Troy to be in her life again.