“I’m ready,” I said as I walked out of his room and into the living room. He was texting on his cellphone and quickly put it up when he heard me. I could’ve asked why he put his phone up so fast, but I didn’t care. If Jemar wanted to play me, he would be in a world of a surprise if I ever found out. So for now, I’ll put it behind me, but not for too long. He didn’t say anything but just looked at me.
“What?” I said with an attitude.
“Now, you’re mad?” He chuckled.
“I’m not. I’m just ready to get home.”
“You’re mad because you ain’t been press to get home. You love being over here.” He smirked. Little do you know. I thought to myself. I ignored him then headed to the door, but as soon as I opened it, he closed it back.
“Wait.” He said. I still kept my back towards him. I could feel him breathing on my neck.
“I’m sorry. I’m a little sexually frustrated, and I miss you being around. Since you got pregnant, things ain’t been fun like before, and I feel like we never just make time for us. The only time we’re around each other is because of the baby. Either I’m taking to the clinic for a check-up or buying you more prenatal vitamins. I don’t feel like I’m your boyfriend anymore, but just the nigga who got you pregnant. I understand that we both put ourselves here, but it shouldn’t stop us from being an actual couple. I know we haven’t said it yet because everything happened so fast, but I love you, Bre. And I’m happy that you’re carrying my first child.” He expressed. And that’s how he got me every time. And I didn’t know it then, but this would only be the first of many “heartfelt” moments whenever he knew could draw me back in. Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and end things right here, but I was so hopeful for us.
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I was lost in my thought as Jemar drove me back home. As much I wanted to believe what he was saying, his words really didn’t touch my heart. It only manipulated my mind and made me feel like I should except how he was treating me because we were bringing a child into this world together. That wasn’t the first time he told me he loved me, he actually said the night I gave him my virginity and after our first argument. I don’t know if he had a bad memory or was forgetting his lies, but I was starting to see Jemar differently. I know I said I loved him, and I did, but something about his love for me didn’t feel right. And it was too late to go in the past and change things, so I guess I could thug’ it out with him and see where things go from now on.
“I thought it was called morning sickness for a reason. You seem to get sick in the afternoon more.” He said, killing the silence in the car.
“It can happen whenever, to be honest. Every woman experiences different pregnancies. My mom actually got her sickness in the afternoon like me when she was carrying Alexis.”
“That’s weird, but you be thuggin’ it.”
“Thanks.” I smiled at him. If only he could stay like this throughout my pregnancy, there might be hope for us. I thought.
“Speaking of your mom, does she know yet? I feel like you keep me more of a secret than the baby. The only person I met is Chianne, and she doesn’t really like me. Is that why you haven’t introduced me to your family yet?” He asked. I looked at him with my eyebrow raised. Jemar had a big family like me, but he hasn’t formally introduced me to them either. The folks I did meet were mainly his friends, who he considered cousins and his dad’s friends, who he regarded as uncles. I never really met anyone who was actually blood related to him. Still, I never sweated it because I understood how he was raised. And to be honest, Chianne’s impression of Jemar was part of the reason I wasn’t rushing with introductions. She told me that she didn’t get good vibes from him, and I definitely understood what she was saying, but a week later I found out I was pregnant.
“It’s not that, it’s just I would be introducing you as my boyfriend and the father of my child. I’m just trying to buy us some time so that when I tell them, we’ll be well into our relationship, and they’ll have no choice but to accept our child and us.” I explained. Half of it was true, but I let you decide which is the truth.
“I get it, but we gotta tell them soon because you’re already starting to show. And I don’t want your peoples’ thinking I’m a deadbeat or something. I’ma be there for you and mine. That’s on my life.” He said.
“I’ll tell them soon, bae,” I said then leaned over to kiss him. Jemar actually surprised me by putting his hand on my stomach for the first time ever. I don’t know.... maybe we can last and be a family.
When I got home, the sun was almost finished setting, and I was happy about the conversation I had with Jemar. He was right about introducing him and telling my family about the
