8. Chapter Eight
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Chapter Eight
Nicari
I wasn’t surprised when Buck left me standing in the bathroom looking crazy. Hell, I felt the same way that he did, if not worse. I was stuck with a baby daddy that was a fuckin’ nutcase. To make matters worse, he left me in his condo, and it took me all of twenty minutes to realize that he really left. After my revelation, I called Mel and asked her to come by and pick me. I wasn’t about to be sitting in this man’s house looking crazy.
“So, what are you going to do?” Mel asked as we sat in her living room. Once we got here, I went straight into the bathroom to take a shower. By the time I got out, she had an order of wings and fries waiting for me.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged as I bit into the lemon-pepper flavored wing. “What am I gone do with a baby, Mel? I still stay home with Mama. I make decent money at the bar, but it’s not enough to take care of me and a baby. I don’t even have a car,” I declared. Just saying those things out loud was enough to make a decision.
“So, what you saying? You gone get rid of it?” she asked.
I shrugged. “I’on know. It’s not like my baby’s daddy is the picture-perfect person.”
“Yet that didn’t stop you from fuckin’ him.” She smirked.
“That nigga trapped me.” We shared a laugh.
I don’t know what kind of games or life lessons the Universe was trying to teach me, but damn. A whole baby?
“Before you make any final decisions, I think you should talk to him first. You told him about the baby, so it’s only fair that y’all decide together,” she suggested.
I nodded my head in agreement because she was right. I just hope I didn’t have to chop this nigga in the throat in the process.
I stayed up half of the night talking to Mel. She assured me she would support whatever decision I made and be there through it all. I know she was telling me she would help me in whatever way that she could, but that wasn’t her responsibility. If I had to, I would take care of my baby on my own.
***
a few days later…
I was finally going back to work after a few days. I hadn’t seen or talked to Buck since I told him I was pregnant. I didn’t have his number, but I knew if he had my address, he had my phone number. Once I was done getting myself together, I grabbed my things and headed outside to meet my rideshare. I closed my eyes to mentally prepare to see Buck again after the pregnancy announcement. I know he probably will be there since the games are still going on.
When I pulled up, the parking lot was packed as usual, and I was grateful. I damn sure could use all the tips I could get on top of my regular pay. It was a blessing that Buck didn’t pay us minimum wage. I’d be able to move out sooner than I expected because I definitely need the space.
Going inside, I headed straight to the back to put my things away. On the way out, I ran into Kasha. She was pretty cool, and we got along.
“Hey, Nic,” she greeted. “Buck wanted me to tell you to come to his office when you got in,” she revealed. Nodding, I went in the direction of Buck’s office and knocked on the door.
“Come in!” he yelled from the opposite end of the door.
Walking in, my eyes roamed his office before they landed on him sitting behind his desk. He had his locs pulled back out of his face. The scar that he had under his right eye took nothing from his appearance. If anything, it made him look sexier.
“You gone eye-fuck me or say something?” he spoke, breaking me out of my lustful trance.
“Uhm, I was told you wanted to see me,” I stated, taking a seat in the chair that was in front of his desk.
“Yeah, I did. So, what you plan on doing about this baby situation?” he asked.
“What you mean? What do you plan on doing?” I countered.
“I’on plan on doing shit—” he started, but I cut his ignorant ass off.
“Listen. I’on want shit from you. Hell, I didn’t plan on getting pregnant in the first place. Especially not by a muthafucka who can’t even commit beyond a few hours. I wouldn’t dare put a child through that,” I spat.
“So, what you saying, Goldie?” His expression let me know he was pissed, but I didn’t give not one fuck.
“I’m saying I don’t have to have this baby. You’ll be free to go about your business, and I can go about mine.” I stood to leave because he had pissed me off just that fast.
“Goldie, if you kill my baby, you’ll be going with ’em.” I turned around to look at him like he’d lost his mind. A few minutes ago, he was acting like he didn’t want the baby. Now he’s threatening me.
“Boy, fuck you,” I seethed as I left his office. I stopped by the bathroom to get myself together before I went in front of the customers.
When I made it to the bar, it was already crowded. I logged into my register and got my night started.
“Just because he fucked you doesn’t mean you can come in whenever you feel like it,” Armani spoke. I looked over at her and she had a sour look on her face.
“Armani, please get the fuck out my face before I show my ass in front all these people. You’re so pressed about my pussy, yet you smell like you got something dead living in yours. Stay the fuck out my face, Armani. That’s ya last warning.” I bumped her shoulder as I walked off. I wasn’t about to put up with her shit either. Going to the opposite end of the bar, I looked and noticed Buck staring at me. Ignoring him, I went back to work. I wasn’t about to let his fine ass stress me out, either.