SORIMAH #2
That was the one thing I hadn’t thought about.
I planned on quitting because of the toxicity and drama it would bring but I never thought of telling him a thing about this baby.
He had his hands full with Aviana and their daughter.
It might’ve seemed selfish, but I was just protecting my peace in this situation.
“Not sure. I need time to wrap my mind around all of this first. I’m pregnant by a man that already has a family but won’t let me leave him. Loving him is wrong D, but damn when he touches me, it feels so right. I don’t want to tell him… yet.”
“As your friend, not telling him is wrong but I’ll support whatever you decide. Let’s go join these damn fools out here.”
We rejoined everyone and carried on as if we didn’t know about Fazio and his dirty ass ways. It wasn’t our place to tell Portia anything just like it wasn’t my place to tell Hendrix about his bitch. Whatever was done in the dark would come to the light and I was a product of it with this pregnancy.
We ate and parted ways. I couldn’t believe the way Portia talked about that man. She had no idea how that nigga was making a mockery of their marriage. Men like him made good women not want to deal with it because of how much they played in people faces.
As we rode to the doctor’s office, we didn’t engage in too much conversation because enough was said at the table.
This world was chaotic, and I hated that I was about to bring life into it.
No one knew what loyalty was and trusting somebody always seemed like the riskier thing to do.
I wanted no parts. Once Dr. Wilcox confirmed this pregnancy, I planned on removing myself from the situation.
We pulled into the doctor’s office shortly after and it was like Hendrix had a tracker on me or something because he got to calling. I ignored his calls, and he didn’t take the hint. He remained calling until I answered and by that time I was aggravated.
“What Hendrix? It’s my day off, leave me alone.”
“I can’t do that. Where you at? Princess wants to hang out.”
“We can do that when I return. This is my day, and I don’t plan on spending it with y’all. Stop bothering me and stop using that beautiful one as your excuse to continuously call me. Goodbye.”
I hated that we were still messing around because he’d become possessive and overbearing. His calls and text never stopped, and I was trying to bear with him, but it was becoming too much. The cuteness of it had worn off and I was questioning what I’d gotten myself into for real.
We stepped out and the sun hit my skin once again giving me a boost of energy. I was ready for a nap and the food we devoured didn’t help either. I was ready to get this over with.
“You alright?” EJ asked as she grabbed hold of my hand.
“Yeah. He just wants to be under me, and I don’t mind his company, it’s just… allow me to breathe a little bit. Like do something with your woman for once,” I responded.
“You are his woman Ri. That man is in love with you, not Aviana. I told you from jump when you started working for them that this was going to be the result. You took a man that was big on faithfulness and turned his life upside down. How do you expect him to act?”
“That’s true Ri. From what I know about Hendrix, he’s never been involved in scandals, and he always put that hoe first in the public eye.
She never had to talk bad about him because he is that one in a million man that knows what commitment means.
He gives you all his time and you know it.
The intimacy y’all share probably outweighs what he gives her.
Hendrix is yours and he wants to be around his woman because he misses you,” Daria chimed in.
Neither one of them was making the situation better.
I was a woman that got involved with a man that had an attachment to another woman.
They shared a family already and I pretty much allowed him to throw away his morals all because I knew his woman was dogging him already.
I should’ve taken the high road and let him be in the club, but I didn’t and now we were here.
“Let’s just get this over with so I can go home. I don’t feel like being out here today,” I said dismissing the conversation.
It had only been a few months since my first night with Hendrix and I had been locked in on that man ever since. Even if we went a month without any communication, he never left my mind and then being the nanny to his little girl only made me fall for him even more.
Hendrix was a flawed man like any other nigga out here, but he knew what he wanted, and he went after it.
His excuse for not leaving Aviana seemed legit but there was always that little thing in the back of my mind that said if he wanted you for real, he would leave and be with you.
I didn’t know what to do, which was why I needed this time to myself. He was going to cloud my judgment.
Walking inside, I riddled off my information to the receptionist and took a seat. It wasn’t packed so I expected my name to be called within a matter of fifteen minutes. Dr. Wilcox was big on time and tried not to hold you for too long. I waited patiently flipping through a magazine.
“Sorimah.”
“Finally,” I said standing and placing the magazine back on the coffee table.
I followed her to the back with Daria and EJ on my heels. We were ushered to a room that was spacious so there was enough room for us all to sit comfortably.
The series of questions started, and I answered them quickly. The last thing she finished up with before she went on about her business was asking me to pee in a cup so she can run a test. I fulfilled her request and returned back to the room.
“Is something wrong Ri? You look down.” EJ was so attentive when it came to me.
“I’m cool. I’m just thinking that’s all.”
“You want to talk about it?” she inquired.
“Not really.”
I didn’t want to discuss how my child was made from love but would be hidden due to the drama and messiness that followed behind their reveal. I couldn’t deal with that or allow my little one to experience anything other than a peaceful happy life.
“You still plan on quitting?” It was Daria’s turn to ask questions.
“Yup. I’m going to email her tonight and make sure to tell Hendrix face to face because he won’t accept it any other way.”
“Are you sure this is what you want to do?”
“I’m sure. I don’t need the money for one and two, I was there to care for their daughter. Aviana is a mother and needs to learn how to love her daughter properly. Plus, she was who Hendrix chose to have a baby with.”
“Friend… that’s not r—”
“I’m tired of talking about it.”
As soon as those words left my mouth, Dr. Wilcox was walking inside with a smile on her face. “Sorimah, I was wondering why you were here before your annual and now I know why. Congratulations girl.”
Dr. Wilcox was more like family than anything. She’d been all three of our OB/GYN since we were sixteen years old. She knew all our business and stayed calling us to check up on us. We loved her dearly for her genuine support and concern.
I put on a fake smile to match her energy and gave in to the hug she was requesting. My mind hadn’t quite shifted to being excited about this baby yet.
“Thank you, Dr. Wilcox. I guess that was all the confirmation we needed then, huh? Lord what am I going to do?” I said aloud.
“Are you unsure about this Sorimah? If so, we can talk about it for a minute and figure things out.”
I was tired of talking about this damn pregnancy. Hell, I was tired of talking altogether.
“No, I’m good. So, what’s next?”
“Well, I can give you an ultrasound today to figure out how far along you are and compare that to your last menstrual. The nurse documented that your last cycle was over three months ago. Is that true?” I nodded and she continued.
“That means you are thirteen weeks from the dates you provided and have entered your second trimester.”
“She what?” Daria shouted.
“Daria, sit down child. I done told you about that hollering in my office like you crazy.” Dr. Wilcox scolded D almost every visit. She was the problem child out of us three.
“My bad. I’m shocked that’s all,” she said standing and pacing as if she was the one carrying a child.
“Like I said, the ultrasound will be compared to the dates, and we’ll know for sure by the measurements.”
I agreed and by the time I walked out of the doctor’s office, it was confirmed on how far along I was. I was ready for my bed because my thoughts were running a mile a minute, and no one was going to understand anything about what Hendrix and I created.
Vixen was where we met, my place was where the love brewed, and now we had a product of it.
His consequence for stepping out on his family was the one thing that I wanted to continue to grow and love on.
Although he wasn’t a married man, what we did was still wrong.
Whether Aviana respected him or not, he was in agreement with her.
**
“I’m coming!” I shouted.
After my appointment, I came straight home and crashed. I was excessively tired and just wanted to relax. It was weird how someone was fine until they found out about their condition and then all of a sudden, the symptoms hit you all at once.
I wasn’t expecting anyone over so I was confused about who could be at my door. I checked the clock on the living room wall, and it was after twelve. That didn’t do anything but piss me off because why the fuck were they banging on my door like that.
Snatching it open, I wasn’t given any time to process who was on the other side or what was going on before I was rushed back inside. I was instantly being yelled at and it frightened me a little.
“Why the hell you not answering your phone Ri? You think this a game?”
“What are you talking about and why are you at my damn house Hendrix? You have no right to be here, and do you see what fuckin’ time it is?”