Double Trouble

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

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Paris

I got dressed in a black Juicy Couture sweat suit and pulled on my black Uggs. London was away out with her friends doing a little shopping and I was home alone. I hated being home alone usually I would be cuddled up with Malik. Speaking of him, it's been a month since we last broke up. He's been blowing my phone up every day since I caught him fucking on that bitch. I wanted too forget about our relationship so I blocked him from my phone so I couldn't get any of his calls or texts.

For the past month I've been feeling sick and it wasn't going away. I scheduled an appointment at a clinic to get checked up. There was a few diseases flying around so I wanted to make sure I was healthy and good. After getting dressed I slipped on a black Moncler coat and grabbed my Fendi bag.

I left the apartment and locked up everything then went outside to my car. I started the car up and drove to the clinic, blasting Tamar Braxton all the way home on the way there. I literally felt every word she was saying making me think about Malik. When I pulled up to the clinic I looked at myself and realized I looked a mess. I ain't really feel like getting dressed up but fuck it.

I went straight up to the front desk and signed in then filled out the form each guest was supposed to fill out. "How can I help you?" The lady behind the desk smiled at me. "My names Paris Carter and I have an appointment with Dr. Ross" I said after completing the form. She took the form out my hands and looked over it. "Right, take a seat in the lobby and she'll be right with you please" I turned around and sat in the lobby and waited for the doctor.

What felt like hours I've been waiting Dr. Ross finally came in the waiting room and called my name. I stood up and followed her to her room and sat down in a chair with my purse resting on my lap. "Okay, I've been reading over the forms you've filled out and paid close attention to your symptoms. Before we speed ahead can you take a pee test and we'll go from there" She smiled.

I took the cup she handed me and left the room and went in the bathroom. After I peed I wiped myself and carried the cup back to Dr. Ross's room. I handed her the cup and she left leaving me to think about what was wrong with me.

Dr. Ross finally came back without the cup and holding a clipboard. She sat down at her desk and started writing a few things on the clipboard. "Well Paris after testing the sample, it tells me that you're indeed pregnant. I must say you're a month along" She smiled.

"Shit" I mumbled so she couldn't hear me. I was in no shape to take care of a baby. I wasn't ready to be a mother and I didn't want kids right now. Seeing how bad London struggled with my nephew before we started working our jobs, I promised myself I wouldn't have kids until I was successful and ready.

As I sat down in there chair abortion was running through my head. I knew the baby was by nobody else but Malik. I had been trying to move on from him and I didn't want anything to remind me of him. Now that I'm pregnant with his baby I had no choice but to get in contact with him. This baby placed me back and now I was at square one.

After talking to Dr. Ross about things and checking the baby, I took my sonogram pictures and left the clinic. I got in my car and drove back to the apartment. I knew I had to keep this information to myself and I couldn't tell nobody, not even London. I needed to keep it to myself until I figured out what I was going to do.

When I got in the apartment London was standing over the stove cooking food. I kissed her on the cheek and went in my place to lay down. I took out my phone and unblocked Malik and sent him a text.

Paris: We really need to talk, tell me where we should meet.

In under ten minutes Malik text me back. Damn that was fast I thought to myself.

Malik: Tomorrow my house at 3 pm. How you been?

I rolled my eyes and ignored his question. If our conversation went smooth then I'm going to tell him about the baby. But, if we got in a big argument then I was going to terminate the pregnancy and leave Malik alone for good. I wasn't about to bring this baby in this world for me to take care of it alone. As selfish as it sounded, it would've been better for the baby and I if I gotten an abortion.