Unexpected

7.

MICHELLE POV

The doctor discharged me. Whitney and I went in an cab back home. The ride was quiet. I could only imagine Whitney was disappointed with the whole pregnancy news. But having a baby wasn't my intention.

Once we got home I sat on the couch "Michelle, look I want to be the big sister and give you some great advice..."

"Just save it. I'm really tired and nevermind nauseous" I said.

"I want to tell you to give Tatum a chance to explain and also tell him about this pregnancy. But you are an adult and will do what you want. But make sure it's the right thing. Don't make moves out of spite" Whitney quickly said.

Leaving her there I went to my room and closed the door. Tatum has been calling me since yesterday. But I don't want to speak to him. He should've been upfront with me from the beginning. Instead he chose to hide this from me.

The next day, I was feeling a lot better and focused. I emailed my advisor informing that I would be switching to online classes. No one knew about this decision.

Whitney came into my room "how are you feeling?".

"Much better" I smiled.

She nodded "good, maybe you might want to tell Tatum the news".

"Umm... not yet. I'm not sure what I'm doing. If I decide to keep it then I'll tell him. If not then he doesn't need to know anything" I said.

Whitney shook her head "either way he has the right to know".

"Just like he had the right to tell me about what the fuck he was doing all this time. But he chose to not tell me anything. So excuse me if I'm not running to tell him I'm pregnant" I said.

Whitney sighed "two wrongs don't make a right".

Hearing the door bell we both looked at one another. I got up and peeked out the window to see it was Tatum. He caught me looking and smiled.

"It's Tatum?" Whitney asked.

I nodded "don't answer the door".

Whitney sucked her teeth in the midst of opening the front door. Before I knew it Tatum was in my doorway with his hands in his pockets.

"Hey" he said.

I wanted to just smack him for not being truthful! Giving him so many chances to just tell me.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

How could I be so dumb? Should've known when he tried to be the one to save the black girl.

"Michelle?! Please say something" he said.

"You lied!" I said.

"I lied? About what?" He asked.

"I saw you. At your meeting!" I said. His whole face changed when I said this. "Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?".

"Michelle it's not what you think" he said.

"Are you serious? I know what I saw and heard. So don't play me like I'm stupid" I said.

He sighed.

"I don't know this stress right now" I said.

"I came here worried about you. Wanted to make sure you were okay" he said.

"I'm fine as you see" I said.

He stared at me.

I should tell him about this baby. I should... but I won't.

"What?" I asked.

"How did you know about where I would be at?" He asked.

"That's the only thing you're worried about? On how you got caught? Don't worry about it. Actually Tatum can you just leave?" I asked.

He rubbed his face before walking out of my room. Hearing the door slam I saw Whitney walking inside my room "did you tell him?".

"No" I said.

"Jesus..." she whispered.

A week later...

I had my last day of campus classes today. Couldn't be happier. No longer will I have to see anyone. Just me and my computer. Walking into the campus lunch room cause I was hungry. Hearing laughter I glanced to my left and saw Tatum sitting with a group of people. Including that girl from the cafe.

They all looked alike. Just hearing them was making me sick. Trying my hardest to hurry up before he noticed me but of course the universe was working against me.

"Hey Michelle!" He said.

Ignoring him. I went to pay for my food as he stood there "are you still mad at me?".

"Don't you have your friends to hang out with? I bet they're missing you. Especially the way they are eyeing me down" I said.

"Can we talk? Later?" He asked.

"About what?" I asked.

"Us" he said.

"Let me guess? You want to break up. Well no problem. Now you're single Tatum. Go ahead date one of your girls over there. Have a nice life" I said. Not giving him a chance to speak I raced out of there.

Trying to control my emotions. Didn't want to cry in-front of him. This hurts. Not wanting to even finish my day. I just took the bus home.