30. Ciera
When I turned to walk out, my heart felt like it stopped beating.
I was standing face to face with the man that broke my heart.
We just stood there for a moment staring at one another.
Neither of us moved, and all I wanted to do was find the nearest exit.
Just think back on everything that happened the night he left me.
Everything happened so fast, I was in shock. When he walked up to that table and approached his lawyer and a woman. It wasn’t until he called her name that everything around me came crashing down.
I mean, I know he must’ve been in shock as well and acting off of emotion.
Yes, she was the woman he was going to marry; the mother of his child.
She was a very beautiful woman. Dark skin, with beautiful brown eyes, and shape for days; she was perfect.
Just what I would imagine as Juelz’ type.
Kari looked just like her mother. The only thing she had from Juelz was his eyes and his complexion.
Looking at him, and he still hadn’t said anything to me, my heart was fucked up.
He broke me. I knew when Ari called and asked me to come out and celebrate my birthday, that it was a possibility that I might see him.
I couldn’t take it any longer, I tried to move past him because fuck this nigga.
He didn’t even try to reach out. No text, no call fucking nothing!
He had the nerve to step in front of me and pull me into him.
“Ciera, I need to talk to you,” he spoke.
“Oh, so now you want to talk! It would it have been the right time to talk when you took me to Belize! Or maybe it would have been the right time to talk when I arrived home. I’m out of here!” I screamed.
“Ciera, I don’t do this public shit. Let’s go to my office and talk. Please.” He grabbed my arm, pulling me to the stairs.
When we made it to his office, he closed the door and pushed me against it, sticking his tongue down my throat.
WHAP! I slapped the shit out of him.
“You don’t get to fucking touch me! Say what you need to say, Juelz!” I yelled.
“Ciera, I’m sorry, okay? I know this is fucked up! This is not what I expected when I got over there. I need time to figure this out, baby, please,” he responded.
“Fine. Do what you have to do,” I whispered, with tears rolling down my face.
“Ci, please don’t do that. Don’t cry.” He walked up on me, kissing my lips and this time, I let him.
The kiss got deeper. I was weak for this man.
He picked me up, sucking all over my neck and chest. Pulling my shirt off as he carried me to his desk, swiping all the things on the floor.
He laid me down on the desk, taking his pants off.
He looked at me for a minute before he began massaging my pearl.
I was losing my mind, moaning as this man took me to another place.
“I want you so fucking bad, Ci,” he whispered in my ear as he slid inside of me.
“Mmmmmmmmm shiiittt!’ I moaned as he pumped in and out of me. I was thrusting my body, meeting his strokes, giving him all I had to give. For some reason, the way he was moving and how intense this feeling was, I felt as if it was the last time, I would be in his arms like this.
“Ahhhh fuck! This feels so good!” I said as a tear rolled down my face.
“I need this! Shiitt!” he roared, fucking me faster, and harder. “Cum with me baby, fuccccckkk!” he roared, just as he was releasing, and I was too. My body was shaking from the earth-shattering orgasm.
“Ohhh! I’m cumming! Shiittt!” I screamed.
After a few minutes of us just staring at each other, Juelz kissed my lips. “Happy birthday, beautiful,” he whispered.
“Thank you,” I responded, getting up.
He pointed to where the bathroom was and I cleaned myself up then walked out as he was walking in to do the same. When Juelz returned, he had a look of sorrow on his face.
“Ci, I need you to give me time to figure this out,” he stated.
I just nodded my head and walked out of his office. Once I made it to my car, I let the tears fall. I was weak, and my weakness only hurt me more. This was all bad!
Three weeks had gone by, and I hadn’t heard anything from Juelz. I was so messed up I barely ate because when I did, I threw up every time. I felt like I was coming down with something, so this morning I called the doctor, and they set me up an appointment for later today.
“Sis, I need you to get up and take a shower; maybe you will feel better,” Ari said.
Ari had stopped by to check on me because when I spoke to her earlier that day, I told her I wasn’t feeling well.
“I will be fine; I will take a shower in a few minutes,” I told her. “I have a doctor’s appointment later today.”
“You need me to go with you?” she asked.
“No, I will be alright.”
“Okay. I’m going to head out, I will check on you later,” she said, getting up and leaving out.
I had to be to the doctor in less than two hours, so I got up. I went into my closet, grabbing a pair of Pink leggings, and a Pink t-shirt that I laid it on the bed, and then hopped in the shower. When I got dressed, I was out the door hitting the highway to my doctor’s office.
“Ciera Voss,” the nurse called out.
I stood and walked behind her to the back. She took my weight, checked my vitals, and led me into a room to undress and put on a gown.
“Ms. Voss, once you have changed, I need you to give us a urine sample in this cup. Just place in on the table when you’re done,” she said and walked out of the room.
Ten minutes later, the nurse came in, took the urine, and said the doctor would be in shortly. Someone knocked on the door, and the doctor walked in the room.
“Hello Ms. Voss, I’m Dr. Stevens,” she said.
“Hello.”
“So, you said you felt weak, your head was hurting, and you haven’t been able to keep anything down?” she asked.
“Yes Ma’am, that is correct,” I stated
“Could you be pregnant, Ms. Voss?”
“No ma’am. I don’t believe so.”
Now I was officially nervous. Thinking back on the times I had sex with Juelz, I remembered that we had unprotected sex twice. I prayed that I wasn’t pregnant. The nurse walked back in the room and passed the doctor a piece of paper.
“Well, Ms. Voss, I have your test results, and you are indeed pregnant. I’m going to ask you to lie on the table and we will check to see how far along you are,” she stated.
I couldn’t believe this shit! How careless could I be?
I didn’t want to ever bring a child into this world without having both parents to raise them.
The doctor placed prepped for a vaginal ultrasound and directed my feet into the stirrups.
After lubing up the vaginal probe, she carefully inserted it inside my vagina while I deeply exhaled. A faint thumping sound filled the room.
“That is your baby’s heartbeat, Ms. Voss,” she said smiling, and I smiled back at her. I couldn’t believe that there was an actual human being inside of my body.
“There is your baby. You look to be about seven weeks pregnant.” I kept my eyes on the monitor and stared at the baby as tears flossed my eyes.
“I would like to see you back in my office in four weeks for your routine prenatal care. I’ll also send in a prescription for some prenatal vitamins.
Congratulations mama.” I laid there on stuck with her words ringing through my mind.
Pregnant? I can’t believe I’m fucking pregnant!