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Chapter 45

Twyla was pregnant?

How in the heck did that happen? No, no, I know the scientific way, but just that, I thought they were using protection and were careful. They were only eighteen and freshmen in college. They were going to mess this kid up for life. What did teenagers know about raising a baby?

Wait, what was I saying? My parents had me at fifteen, I turned out fine.

I think I did.

Donnell did not back away from Twyla, he was close and up in her face. "Girl, you need to stop tripping, you ain't pregnant, and if you are how is that baby mine?"

"I love you! Why can't you love me back?"

"Are you nuts?" Donnell finally walked away from her, but she grabbed his arms and pulled him back to her. "Let me go, Twyla, I'm not playing. You want to say anything to try and trap me. It's not mine!"

"I haven't slept with anyone else but you!" Twyla began to cry and put her arms around Donnell, crying all over him. "Please, please, I'm telling you the truth. We're having a baby."

I could not move my feet from the spot I stood. This was a fascinating soap opera unfolding in front of me. Others watching were whispering to each other, but my eyes were still in disbelief over Twyla's belly. How had she hidden that for so long? Maybe it was just a food belly, they were coming back from Thanksgiving break.

Still, I inched a little closer because they were standing in front of my suite door.

Donnell pried Twyla's arms from him, holding her back. "Girl, I don't know what to tell you. It can't be mine, I used a condom."

"Yeah, those are not a hundred percent!" someone yelled out.

"Right!" someone added with a giggle.

Maybe these two should take it inside to discuss. Not in my suite, go in Donnell's but then, I wanted to hear all the details.

Twyla was still crying and babbling as she talked. "Not that...one time...remember? You said you would pull out."

I inched a little closer, too close to the drama unfolding right in front of my door. Donnell lived across the hall, they had a right to be there. My virgin ears did not need to hear all the details.

"Uh...Twyla...excuse me...can I..."

"No! Get away from me! I'm tired of you thinking you're better than me or something," Twyla yelled at me.

"What did I do?" I asked. "I didn't get you pregnant."

"I didn't either," Donnell stated calmly. "You just want to start some mess because I'm not fucking you anymore and I said Chantell was my girl. Get over it. Get rid of the baby or something, but I'm done with you!"

With that, Donnell turned to head back into his room and slammed the door shut. I looked around at the others listening in. They were content to see more of the fallout and I can't say I blame them.

I used this moment to reach behind Twyla for the door. She was right against it, but I grabbed the doorknob and turned when suddenly she jumped away as if I did something to her.

"Ow! You're trying to hurt me and my baby!"

Was she serious? I did not even touch her.

"Twyla, I did not-"

Twyla rubbed her round belly and cried even harder. "I hate it here! I hate you! I hate him, I hate everybody!"

She pushed me away and went into the room.

Was I in Bizarro World?

This was my life. Two roommates that hated me. One pregnant by the demon boy spreading his love. My bestie had no clue she was going to be a step-baby momma. Yes, my life.