“Most def!” I said as I hugged Rowdy, then he headed back to the front of the house.
I helped Moni shower, then I got her dressed. Moni was bloody and pissy before she bathed. She had marks all over her body, and she was now very paranoid and couldn’t stand to be touched. I knew I wasn’t always the best person, nor did I do everything right, but as I washed my friend’s back when she was in the shower, I prayed over her. I prayed for her peace, and I just wanted her to get back to her happy ending that she deserved. She was the best person I knew, so when messed up stuff continued to happen to her, it put me in a bad head space.
The guys drove us to the hospital as I sat in the back with Moni and Cadence. Rowdy asked Harmoni how she was doing over a hundred times in the car, and the ride to the hospital was a short one. Trell tried to ask me how I was doing, and I instantly stopped him in his tracks. I didn’t know what he thought this was.
When we arrived, Rowdy told us that he would do the talking and to let him handle it. He had to make up a lie so the police wouldn’t be involved, and I understood that. If they investigated the situation, they would find a lot of people missing and dead muthafuckas. To keep our noses clean, we did as he said.
While we sat in the waiting room, Trell grabbed a form and started filling it out. I was confused about what he was doing. After he turned the form in, a few moments later the doctor came out and called Harmoni and Cadence to the back. As I stood to go to the back with them, another doctor came out and called my name. I looked lost as they motioned for me to come to the back.
When I walked toward the door, Trell was right behind me. We followed the doctor into a small room, and he instructed us to sit, then asked what had been going on.
“We think my girlfriend is pregnant, and she had an accident today where she fell. She’s also been doing a lot of moving and heavy lifting. We just want to make sure that everything is okay with the baby. I’ve told her that she will have to slow down if she is pregnant, but she just won’t listen, Doc.” Trell smiled.
This nigga had the nerve to put on an act like he was a good upstanding citizen, but he knew he was a cold blooded, ruthless hoodlum. I frowned up but didn’t say a word. This nigga wanted to be in my business so bad, and I hoped like hell they would tell me that I wasn’t pregnant. I was gonna go along with this charade because when this was said and done, I wanted him out my life. Even if I had done something to cause a miscarriage, I wouldn’t even be mad about that. I just did not want to be pregnant by this man.
I had bloodwork drawn, then I was asked to go into the ultrasound room and wait for the technician to come in. As soon as the doctor left us in the empty room, I sat on the examination table, then I lit into Trell’s ass.
“What the fuck is up with you? Can you please leave me alone? If I’m pregnant or not, it’s not your concern. You not the only nigga I had. It’s a nigga at my crib in my bed as we speak,” I blurted, not telling a complete lie.
“I hope you joking, but in case you not, I can promise you that whoever he is will be a dead man,” Trell spat.
“Says the nigga who I caught in bed with a dirty bitch that he swore he had no dealings with! Nigga, beat it,” I said as the room door opened.
“Hi, Mommy. How are you feeling today?” the ultrasound technician asked as she came in.
“Mommy?” I repeated.
“Yes, ma’am. Your bloodwork shows that you are indeed pregnant, but since I hear that you’ve had an accident and taken a fall, I’m gonna do a sonogram to make sure everything is fine. I’m gonna check the heartbeat and get a few measurements,” she said, causing me to damn near faint.
I looked over at Trell, and he was standing there smiling. He tried to grab my hand, and I slapped it away. I was so upset with my damn self that tears started falling down my face. This was not supposed to be my life. I wanted to have my own husband and bring a baby into the world with someone I could see myself being with forever. It just wasn’t the time, and I would have to do what was in my best interest. I didn’t care to hear no heartbeat or check on no damn baby. My mind was made up.
After instructing me to lie back on the table, the technician placed a towel on the band of my pants to keep the gel off my clothes, then she placed the probe on my stomach. Immediately, a loud thumping sound filled the room, then what sounded like water swishing around. She took several pictures then asked me about my last menstrual cycle. I told her the day that I thought it was, but I couldn’t be sure. She took more pictures of the baby, then she told me she would have to do a vaginal ultrasound also.
Trell started to panic, asking if everything was alright, and that made me panic also. The technician told us that she would have the doctor explain everything to us shortly.
I was asked to take my bottoms off, and then she asked if I wanted Trell to leave or stay for this exam. Since I was now very scared that something was wrong with me, I told her to let his triflin’ ass stay in the room. This time, I even let him hold my hand. I was expecting to hear some bad news. The vaginal ultrasound was very painful, and through the whole thing, the technician said nothing. She just took pictures.
When she was done, she gave me towels to wipe the gel off me and instructed me to wait for the doctor to come back andspeak to us. Trell tried to pick my brain and make small talk, but I was over talking to him. All I wanted was to sit in silence as I got this news. My day had been a mess, and all I wanted to do was go home and go to sleep, but I would first have to figure out what to do with Smutty.
“Sorry it took so long. I had to go over your charts and speak with the technician before I came in here. I have some bad news, and I have some good news. The bad news is that you have severe anemia, but I am going to recommend you intake more green veggies on a daily basis and get with your OBGYN to come up with a plan to get that under control. The good news is that your babies are perfectly fine, and they are on track for the growth of nine weeks. Baby A is slightly bigger than Baby B, but that is to be expected with twins.
“Hell nah, man! Doc, we having twins? You sure, bro? Doc, tell me you ain’t playing, man! My moms was a twin. Do you know what we having?” Trell couldn’t contain his excitement.
“It’s too early to tell the sex, but there are definitely two babies on the way. Look here. This is baby A, and this is baby B. They are sharing a sack, so they will be identical twins,” the doctor advised Trell as he showed him the ultrasounds.
All I could hear was ringing in my ears. Everything else went mute. I was in a state of disbelief. Getting rid of one baby was one thing, but twins was a different story. I didn’t know what I would do; I just knew that I didn’t want to be a single mom with two kids. Trell came and hugged me tightly again. I knew he was excited, but I wasn’t at all. I was disappointed in myself and lost on what to do. It was as if Trell read my mind because he asked the doctor to give us a moment.
“Ciara, I never wanted shit to be like this between us. I’m a nigga, and I’m human, so of course I’m gon’ make mistakes. If I tell you that I didn’t intentionally hurt you, you gotta believe me. When I let that girl come over, I knew it was fucked up, butI didn’t think you would ever fuck with me again. Look at these babies, man! This is a sign for us to do this shit the right way. I won’t let you kill my seeds. I’m going to be there with and for y’all! Whatever you tell me to do, that’s what I’m gonna do. I want you and these babies more than anything. Just tell me what to do,” Trell pleaded.
“I want you to take away the hurt I felt when I saw you in bed with another bitch. I want you to make me secure with myself again. I want you to make the bitch I caught you with never exist. You can’t do none of that, but what you can do is leave me the hell alone,” I said as I snatched my ultrasounds from him and headed out to the waiting room, leaving him there looking like the fool he was.
When Harmoni was discharged, they told us that she was fine overall, but she did have a busted ear drum and a slight concussion. She was expected to make a full recovery. Cadence got examined, but he hadn’t been touched at all. Everything with him checked out to be one hundred percent good.
As Moni and I walked out of the hospital arm in arm, Trell asked for permission to carry Cadence to the car. He smiled as he held the baby and whispered to Rowdy. They stopped walking, and Rowdy pulled Trell into a hug before patting his back and continuously congratulating him.
“What’s all that about?” Moni asked as we got in the backseat of the car.
“Girl, when you feel better, I’ll tell you later,” I responded.
