Unexpected

17.

MICHELLE POV

A  few days have passed and the peacefulness was much needed. My mind was clear especially when speaking to Tatum. I haven't heard from him since the phone call. It's whatever at this point.

The room was dark. I was waiting for the doctor so we could find out what I was having. Whitney looked just as nervous as me.

About a few mins later the doctor walked in and he was ready to get started.

The screen came on and I saw it moving around. Tears filled my eyes only because Tatum should be here for this moment.

"Hmm I see this baby is stubborn" the doctor joked.

"Just like mommy" Whitney joked.

"Come on just show yourself" I whispered.

The doctor smiled "alrighty... it's a girl!".

Whitney jumped up off the chair "yay". She nudged me with excitement. Smiling to myself cause I knew it was a girl.

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TATUM POV

Ever since our last phone call I've been in a bad mood. I've done all I could do for Michelle. But she wasn't happy. I truly love this girl with everything.

My grandma came to visit me. I needed someone to talk to even though she wasn't the best.

"My goodness I haven't seen you in a long time" she smiled.

"Grandma you looking younger and younger" I joked.

She laughed "oh stop it. This is a nice place. Not very clean but it's nice".

"Yeah I have to straighten up. It's been a rough couple of days" I said.

She cleared some things off my couch and sat down "talk to me.."

"It's just Michelle... she doesn't want to be together due to the group I'm in" I said.

She fanned me "who cares about that girl. She's not for you. Find someone who's like you".

Shaking my head "no I want Michelle and our baby. I want that family".

"Baby? Say what?" She asked.

"Yes she's pregnant. Very pregnant actually" I said.

My grandma looked upset "Tatum why would you have a baby with that girl?".

"It wasn't planned grandma! It just happened" I said.

"Babies don't just happen... Tatum you messed up now" she said.

"Babies are a blessing. We were blessed by god to have this baby. I don't want this baby growing up the way I did" I said.

"Tatum maybe it's best if you just forget about this girl and move on to someone like yourself. You'll be happier and then you can be yourself and not have to change anything" she said.

"I don't want anyone else. I want Michelle!" I said.

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MICHELLE POV

Glancing at the sonogram picture. I wanted to take a snap picture of it and send it to Tatum but then he's going to think I want to talk. But again he is the father so.

Taking a quick picture and sending it off. "What are you doing?" Whitney asked.

"Being an adult. I sent Tatum the picture letting him know it's a girl" I said.

"That's nice if you to do" she said.

"I know" I said.

We pulled up to the house and we both gasped, the windows were broken along with the front door was kicked in. There goes my headache again.

"What the fuck?" I said.

Slowly walking inside our home was trashed. Everything was destroyed. All that we worked for was gone. Whitney was in tears. I felt so guilty.

I went upstairs and my room door was missing. Walking inside everything was destroyed. All the baby's things were missing. On my walk it said "stay away nigger".

My emotions were high at this point. But I wasn't upset to the point of tears. Instead anger was building up. This was tatums fault, this is why I didn't want him around me.

Whitney was on the ground holding on some papers that were ripped up.

"These were my presentation papers. It was due tomorrow" she said.

"I'm sorry Whitney!" I said.

She didn't say anything. All I wanted to do was find Tatum and beat his ass.