“Yeah. I do think that. You go from zero to sixty, Raya. You get mad and start wildin’. I might hate her ass, but I didn’t want you crashing out.”
“You couldn’t even give me achanceto do the right thing?”
“Nope,” he says, no hesitation. “I don’t trust you.”
“And now I don’t trustyou. So where do we go from here?”
“We become parents.”
“Fuck you, I’m killing it. I meantafterthat.”
He looks away.
I can't believe he thought this would work. I can't believe he sat up and planned this shit. Who the fuck did he think he was dealing with?
“Wait…did you trap me?”
“What?”
“Did you pull an Offset on me? Like when a woman has something good going on in her life, you trap her with a kid?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Cardi. Halle. Them two bitches fromSinners. All of ‘em doing big things and then oops, they pop up pregnant.”
“What big thing areyoudoing?”
If looks could kill, he'd be six feet under. “Getting my fucking degree, asshole.”
“Oh. Right. Fuck no. You know I’m proud of you.”
“You sure about that?”
“Haven’t I told you that a million times? Ain’t I payin’ your expensive-ass tuition? Don’t I read your assignments for you? And encourage you when you don’t feel like studying?”
“Yes, but…”
“Ain’t no but. You’re my wife." His voice softens. "I want you happy. I want you to do everything you ever wanted to do. I would never undermine that. I got you pregnant to calm your ass down.”
“Well, that was a mistake.”
“I honestly didn’t know you would take it this fucking hard. It’s just a baby.”
“Just a baby?” I scoff at that. “You really don’t get it.”
“You right. I don’t.”
“You have no idea what it feels like for somebody to chooseforyou. For somebody to make your body do something you didn’t choose for it to do.”
“Okay, well, My bad.”
“Your bad? Oh myGod, you really ain’t shit.”
And then it comes to me.
“How did it feel, Ace?”
“What?”
