Don't Mess with the Carter Boys by Desirée

Author:Desirée
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-10-22T16:00:00+00:00

Tia

Sitting at the MARTA Westlake train station, I waited for my train to arrive. I’d been waiting for damn near three hours. It was not because my train didn’t come. That shit ran like clockwork on a good day. I just didn’t have no place to go. It was almost the last week of school, but I had already finished up my exams, and they wanted everyone out of the dorms and apartments on the yard by Friday afternoon. It was now Saturday. I packed everything I could possibly pack into two suitcases and dipped. I spent Thanksgiving with Porscha and her family, because like I said, my parents weren’t fucking with me like that no more. My brother and I never got along, and I told Jahiem that shit. I fucking told him the issue with my family, and yet still . . .

Shaking my head, I watched another train pull up as people stepped up to the platform, ready to board. I had my last bundle of weave in my hair that had I put in a few days ago, and I was wrapped up in my thick coat, leggings, and UGG boots, with no makeup. My Chanel shades concealed the bullshit in my eyes that I’d had to go through these past couple of weeks. I went from shopping in the best stores, looking for shit to decorate a baby’s room with, being in love with the funniest, craziest man I will ever know, to this—waiting at a train station with one last trip to my card, ten dollars in cash, and a suitcase full of clothes I couldn’t fit. I had missed my doctor’s appointment last week because who the fuck was going to pay for that shit? Jahiem had all of that taken care of, not me.

I just wanted my first ultrasound. I was almost fourteen weeks pregnant. I had so many fucking questions. Why was I so big this early? I constantly prayed I wasn’t pregnant with more than one, because that was a definite possibility between Jahiem’s family and mine. He had triplets and twins in his family, while I had twins on my side. We always talked about that, and he said just to prepare. He was going to stock up and buy two of everything. My stomach was to the point now where people looked at it before they noticed me or my face. Why the fuck did my breasts hurt? My body was going through so many changes, and I could barely handle them with Jahiem by my side. Now that I had no one?

I looked around the station, feeling the wind whip as I kept my scarf closely wrapped. I watched a few ladies hand out flyers to women, talking to them about whatever. Oh, shit. I couldn’t stand people who do that shit while I was on the train. Don’t ask me for no money, don’t ask me about God, and don’t ask me about what the fuck am I getting into tonight.

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