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that you
can walk up in here this late like everything is chill is baffling
to me.” Grant took a deep breath as if I were annoying him and
walked upstairs. “Whatever.” He slithered out. Oh I know he didn’t
just whatever me like I was of no importance. You better believe I
was pissed now. I followed him up the stairs. “Excuse me I’m
talking to you.” He kept walking ignoring me. “Grant, Stop!” I
screamed.
    He came to a halt in the
middle of the hallway. I tried to calm myself down and resist the
urge to slap him upside the head. “So is this what you’re going to
do now? Stay out all night and act like some little ass child,
throwing a temper tantrum because I won’t give you what you want.”
He stopped at the top of the stairs and looked at me disgusted.
“Don’t talk to me like that.” He headed for our bedroom door but I
jumped in front of him. “We need to talk.” Grant moved me out of
the way and burst into our bedroom. “You want to talk. Talk about
what? Your mind is clearly made up…there aint nothing to talk
about.” I watched him open and slam the drawers of our dresser for
his night wear. “You’re not even going to listen to me are you?” I
pleaded with him. He stopped what he was doing and looked at
me.
    “ Ok Luce talk to me, give
another reason why you don’t want a family with me, does that not
fit into your weekly calendar? Am I conflicting with some business
function of yours? No wait, I get it having a baby is not in style
this season.” You son of a bitch, I thought. You don’t
even care how I feel about this. I sat on
the bed getting very wearisome of the back and forth between me and
him. “So it doesn’t matter how I feel about it huh? It’s just your
way and that’s it. Now is that compromise or control?” Grant looked
at me in shock as if I were speaking in a different language. “So
let me get this straight. I’m being controlling because I want to
have child with you and you’re chasing a career objective.” “No
your being controlling because your trying to make the decision
alone.” I shook my head in frustration, we were just going around
in circles, and nothing was getting resolved.
    “ Grant you stopped at
nothing until you had a solid position in your career, you refused
to partake in any form of commitment to anything, not even to me,
until you made it to where you wanted to be. Now why can’t I do the
same?” Grant stood in the middle of the bathroom doorway and gave
me that look, that look that said espn is on and I’m done talking
about this. He then shrugged and threw his hands up. “Well do what
you want to do then.” Here we go
again, I thought. I was so mad I wanted to
explode in anger.
    “ Stop it, stop cutting me
off, stop dismissing me just because I’m not telling you want you
want to hear…This is ridiculous.”
    “No what’s ridiculous is
that at the age of twenty eight you are still a spoiled little girl
who has to have everything your way... So what am I here for uh?
You want me to hold your purse, kiss your ass and tell you whatever
you say goes? Well I’m not that…”
    “I’m scared.” I said
cutting him off.
    I had been holding that in
for so long it felt as if I were as suffocating. There it was my
truth laid out there for him to see. “Are you happy now? …I’m
scared.” He looked at me puzzled and moved closer to the bed where
I was sitting. “What are you scared of?” I looked at him through
sad eyes not wanting to tell him how I have been feeling about
having children but decided to trust him anyway. “I don’t know
everything. I’m getting weighed down at work, were arguing like
crazy, add a baby to all this confusion I fear I may lose my mind.”
He sat beside me on the bed. “I can’t do all of this by myself
Grant, there is no way.” Grant shook his head. “Baby do think I’m
just going to pack up and leave you hanging with all this.” I
frankly didn’t see why not, everything was cool