Destined 2 Love ( Sequel )

U P T H E S T I C K

Five-minutes. That's all it takes for your heart to skip it's beat due to your body's state of shock. For me, I wanted to undo those five, stupid minutes.
I looked down at the positive pregnancy test, rooted to the toilet seat. "Well, looks like I'm pregnant." I spoke in disbelief, turning the test over to show Giselle. Never did I picture myself taking a pregnancy test in my twenties, and it being positive nor did I picture that I would be sitting across from my baby daddies mother when I did it. Unreal.

"Oh, dear. Come here." Giselle got up to embrace me in a hug, seeing the state of shock printed across my face. "It's okay. Everything will be okay." She tried consoling me. Except, nothing about starting your career and getting pregnant is okay.
"It's too soon." I shook my head on the verge of tears. "Destiny, listen to me." Giselle stood me up to my feet. "It's not the end of the world, it's what you make it, sweetheart."

She wiped away the tear that had rolled down my cheek with a piece of tissue. "I'll let you get yourself together." She gave me a faint smile, making her way out of the bathroom. "Uh, can you... not mention this to Kross? I need to wrap my head around it first." I said. She nodded, "Of course!" Giselle had understanding of the situation.

Leaning over the sink, I exhaled heavily before bursting into tears. It were as if I was overwhelmed with emotions but also didn't know how to feel. I love Kross, and I love our relationship, but we never planned to start a family this soon in our relationship. Though we've talked about getting married and having kids, neither one of us intended on it happening like this. I silently cursed myself for missing the pill that one time while our getaway.

But, here I am, looking down at a pregnancy test that displayed those eight bold letters. Wrapping up the test and throwing out the remaining trash, I left the bathroom. Not being able to stand the anticipation and fear of taking the test alone, I ended up killing two birds with one stone. Thankfully, Kross went with his dad to check out some land, so I was able to walk back into our room without being questioned.

After putting the test out of sight, I grabbed my phone, calling Ashanti. Her phone went straight to voicemail like it had been doing for the past three days. Deciding to leave her a message, I said "Hey, girl. Are you still mad at me? We can grab brunch when I get back tomorrow. K, love you. Bye."
I hung up.

I laid back on the bed, all these thoughts running wild. Will I be a good mom? Are Kross and I, going to make good parents? Am I going to be anything like my mother was to me, to my own child? Do I put my career on hold to welcome this child? All questions that I will sooner or later, need to face.

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When I woke up from my nap, I had no knowledge of ever falling asleep. The sky was much darker, telling me that I had slept for most of the afternoon. I got out of bed, walking over to the bathroom. I released my full blatter before washing my hands and leaving the bathroom. I grabbed my phone off the bed, proceeding to leave the room. I saw a few missed calls from Cleo, but decided I would call her back later.

"You're up." Kross took notice to my presence in the living room where he, his mom, and dad, watched something on the tv. "Yeah. What are y'all watching?" I asked, looking at the screen. "A movie called 'Queen and Slim'." Jamal informed. I took a seat beside Kross. He pulled me closer to his chest, kissing the side of my face. My eyes focused on the tv, trying to get a better understanding of what the movie was about about since I missed twenty-five minutes.

When Kross touched me again, I then realized the big news I was sitting on. I didn't know how or when to tell him. I don't know if he'll be taken back or excited. Mainly, I don't how to feel about expecting a child— my first child. I've taken care of my sibling my entire life, but I'm sure those experiences can't prepare me for the full depth of motherhood. And frankly, I don't feel as if I'm ready for that transition in my life. It may seem selfish, but it's the truth.

I wouldn't want to have this baby knowing I'm not mentally ready to. However, I did lay down and opened my legs; meaning I should be able to handle the consequences like a big girl. I made up my mind to share the news with Kross first thing when we get home. He deserves to know right away, and regardless of my feelings, he should be able to express his as well.

"I'm about to make us some popcorn. You want any other snacks?" Kross questioned. "Ooh, can you bring me some of those German chocolate drops your mom has?" I asked. He nodded, getting up from the couch. My eyes were glued to the tv since this was the part where Queen and Slim were hiding because the cops were tipped off about a strange car in the neighborhood. My adrenaline pumped watching the officers search the house.

Jumping at the sound of my phone vibrating, I held my chest. Seeing that it was yet another call from Cleo, I decided to answer. I put the phone to my ear, leaving the living room for some privacy. "Hey, Cle. I was gonna call you back later. What's up?" I spoke into the phone. Her voice sounded wobbly, almost like she had been crying.

"You alright Cleo?" I asked, trying to get a better understanding of what she was saying. "It's bad, Des." She stated from her end. "Huh, what's bad? Girl be clear." My eyebrows frowned. "Ashanti. We were supposed to meet up for dinner, but she didn't show, which was strange. I called her a bunch of times, she never answered. I went over to her apartment and she didn't open the door, that's when I asked the building manager let me inside." Cleo spoke, tremulous.

"When I found her sprawled out over her bed, I thought she was just drunk. I tried waking her up, Des... she wouldn't budge. I called 9-1-1. The paramedics tried to bring her back, but it was too late." Cleo cried into the phone. "She overdosed on some pills." She went on to inform. Tears filled my eyes as the phone fell from my hand.

Five-minutes. That's all it takes for everything around you to freeze in time due to the amount of shock your body may be in. Five-minutes is all it took for everything to take a left turn.

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