should still try and celebrate that fact.”
“Mmm-hmm.” Whitney choked back the tears that were trying to slide down her cheeks.
Whitney didn’t yet know it, but her day was about to get even worse. Over in the corner with her legs crossed flipping through a magazine was Trina. After hearing the names Whitney and Koran the magazine was no longer of interest to her. This can’t be that bitch, Trina thought, sizing her up. She had no idea Koran had a baby on the way.
Jealousy and hate shot through her veins as she watched Whitney stand with her belly poking out. If Koran thought he was gonna go on with his life as if the time he and Trina had shared didn’t exist, he had another think coming. Trina had one more trick up her sleeve and now was the perfect time to use it. Whitney was halfway out the door before she caught up with her.
“Excuse me.” Trina tapped her shoulder.
“Yes?” Whitney turned around.
“Is your name Whitney?”
“Yeah, who wants to know?” Whitney looked her up and down.
“Koran’s wife.”
Unable to speak, Whitney held her breath and looked at Trina like she was a crazy person. This had to be a dream or, better yet, a nightmare. There was no way a person could get this much bad news in one day.
“Say that again.” Whitney cocked her neck so she could hear her better.
“No need for me to repeat myself. You heard me correctly, but let me tell you something. I don’t know what this isyou and him got going on, but I ain’t going nowhere. Me and Koran been together four years and we got a son together, so I would advise you to step the fuck off, ’cause Koran is mine.”
With her head down, Whitney shook her head and licked her bottom lip. If she wasn’t pregnant she would’ve knocked the shit out of Trina for approaching her with some bullshit.
“You know what, ma?” She chuckled. “You caught me on the right fuckin’ day.”
With that said, Whitney shot Trina a look and walked away.
“Trina Lewis,” the nurse called.
“I’ll be right there,” she answered, picking up her purse with a sinister grin on her face.
Finding Forever
Later on that night, Koran entered the house to find Whitney sitting alone on the couch with his favorite red fleece blanket draped over her body. The only light that shined throughout her loft was the blaring light from the television screen. Koran could smell trouble in the air. The stoned look on Whitney’s face spoke volumes. Usually when he came in at night she’d speak or run into his arms for a hug, but tonight was different.
Whitney didn’t even look his way. Her eyes stayed glued to the program as if he wasn’t even there. If she did look at him she’d hurl. His presence alone made her stomach queasy with disgust. Before asking her what her problem was Koran thought back on what he could have possibly done wrong. He’d taken out the trash like she asked. He hadn’t forgotten to clean out the tub after bathing. It wasn’t her birthday or some other major holiday.
Whiney hadn’t called him all day so he knew he hadn’t missed any of her phone calls. Wait a minute, a thought crossed his mind. Fuck, I forgot to call and ask her how her doctor’s appointment went. Koran immediately felt horrible. How he could forget something so important was beyond him.
“Yo, my bad, babe. I forgot.” He sat down next to her and placed his arm around her shoulder. “How the doctor’s appointment go? My baby doing a’ight?”
Whitney didn’t respond. She couldn’t, due to the fact that she was boiling with anger on the inside. If she spoke to him she would explode, so instead, she held her tongue and focused on the television.
“Yo, you hear me? How the appointment go?” he asked again while rubbing her hair.
Whitney jerked her head away and still wouldn’t respond.
“So that’s how it is? You just gon’ ignore me and
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