didn’t argue. “If you lyin’ we are done.”
Chris grinned. “So you came down here to make up?”
She sucked her teeth. “I came down here to talk,” Catrina clarified.
“Umm hmm. On the real, he misses you and he been tryna get you back, but your stubborn ass won’t listen to reason.”
She smiled. “You are so full of shit. You cheating on my cousin too?”
Chris frowned. “Never that. I love Chantel and my sweet baby Nyah and I would never do anything to lose them. Soon as I graduate from school and get a job, we gettin’ married,” he replied.
That made her smile. His talk of marriage didn’t surprise her, because with Chris and Chantel marriage had always been on the agenda of things to come. Chris was so much more responsible than his older brother. Girlfriend, and child meant permanence to him—shit meant the same things to her now that she thought about it.
“I know.”
“You want me to take you home?”
Catrina nodded. Her house was five blocks away and within walking distance but she felt she could use the ride. “You ain’t doin’ nothing?”
“Naw, I was gon’ stop by your house a little later but I’ll go now. The car is on the corner, cross the street,” he said handing her the keys. “I got something in the house for Chantel that I want to drop off,” he added when she gave him a doubtful look.
Once in the car she devised a plan to talk him into letting her drive home. Seeing how she was already strapped in the driver’s seat, he would have to let her, she figured. Since obtaining her driver’s permit David had let her drive his car all the time.
She was a responsible, cautious, and careful driver – A sharp pain in her abdomen disrupted her thoughts. “Ooow shit,” she cried, her hand going directly to the source of pain.
Way too much stress. Just calm down. The doctor’s words came to her now. ‘Stress is not good for you or your baby so you’ll have to maintain a good level of calm. Your blood pressure is very high.’ “Ahh,” she moaned and shifted in the seat taking three deep breaths.
She spotted Chris coming down the street the exact same time she recognized David’s forest green Bonneville SSEi rolling up beside him. Catrina frowned as the pain in her abdomen eased a little and began to feel more like menstrual cramps. She unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. She noticed Chris nodding his head towards his car before David got out of his.
David reached Catrina just before she had an opportunity to notice that there was a female in the passenger’s seat.
“I wanted to talk to you,” she started. David seemed impatient as he grabbed her by the arm and began dragging her back in the direction she’d just come from.
“Why you ain’t page me, Bey?”
She shrugged and looked up at him. “I ain’t think you was gon’ call me back. I need to talk to you.”
“You know I would have got with you,” he assured her.
It took Catrina a moment to realize that he was pulling her in the opposite direction of his car. Frowning, she snatched her arm away. “What the fuck are you pulling on me for? You wanna stand out here and talk in front of all these nosy ass people?” she questioned.
David took her hands in his. “Bey, I missed you.” He was hoping that Chris would be able to get rid of the girl before Catrina noticed anything funny.
As the pain in her abdomen began to intensify, she grabbed his forearm for support.
Something is wrong with the baby, she thought. Catrina winced, and dug her nails into David’s arm.
David frowned down at her. He’d felt her change and was worried. “You okay?”
Shaking her head, Catrina let his arm go, and her hands went protectively to her stomach. This had to be some type of nightmare. “Wait— No—” She could swear there was a haziness clouding her mind she couldn’t see straight.
“Dave!!” The shouts were coming from behind them, and they were female.
While struggling to stay standing