Page 48 of He Snatched My Soul
“Hey, you’re up. I’m Doctor Walker. How are you feeling, Ms. Blackwood?” She came and stood at my bedside.
“I feel okay. Just some pain in my side. Other than that, I feel fine.”
“Well, after speaking to your mother, she explained to me that you had recently been out of the country, so we tested youfor Covid. That came back negative. So, I ran your blood work to see if you could be pregnant, and that test came back positive. Congratulations, Ms. Blackwood.” Dr. Walker smiled.
Pregnant?I thought to myself as I tried to process what the doctor had just told me.
“Don’t look so sad, Granddaughter. That baby is a millionaire, and he or she ain’t even developed yet.”
“How? I mean, I know how, but I got my period last month,” I asked the doctor and ignored my grandma.
“Ms. Blackwood, it’s not uncommon for a woman to get her menstrual during pregnancy.”
My mother told me it was going to be okay as she stroked my cheek. That’s when I realized that I was crying as I felt her wet hand on my face.
“I’ll let your nurse bring you your discharge papers. Just make sure you follow up with your gynecologist as soon as possible to see how far along you are. Take care, and congrats again.”
Dr. Walker left the room, leaving my head spinning with thoughts of me being pregnant. I just knew I had to have heard that lady wrong. How the hell could I be pregnant?Bitch, you know how. You let Jamian stick his dick in you raw, that’s how.Oh my God! Jamian! How is he going to feel about this? I groaned, laying my head back on the bed. I managed to get my emotions under control to get up and get dressed. Just when I slipped on my shoes, Jamian came rushing into my hospital room, looking concerned, as he came over and stood next to me.
“Juicy, what happened, baby?” His worried expression never wavered as he took my face into his hands.
“You got my granddaughter pregnant, is what happened. Y’all were out of the country Ja-making a baby,” Grandma Netta joked. “I’m going to need a red convertible, preferably with asunroof top, so I can chill with the gangster lean for knocking up my baby Grandson.”
Jamian chuckled, and so did the whole room, including me. That lady would tell a joke at a funeral. Grandma Netta didn’t care where she was or what came out of her mouth.
“Is that true? You're having my baby, Juicy?”
I closed my eyes and nodded my head.
“No, I need to hear you, baby.” He pushed for me to answer his question. Reluctantly, I did.
“Yes, that’s what the test says. Are you mad?” I held my breath
“Hell no. It takes two to make a baby. I knew the consequences when I nutted in that pussy. Only a fuck nigga would be mad, and I’m a what?” he questioned with a smirk. I knew what the hell he wanted me to say. I just didn’t want to say it in front of my family, so I whispered it.
“A real nigga.” I playfully rolled my eyes.
“You better believe it.” He kissed my lips. “Now, let’s go so we can celebrate the right way.” Jamian gave me one last kiss.
“Yesss! We are having a baby! I’m about to be a sister/auntie!” Jayla yelled.
Oh God! I was only a few seconds pregnant, and already I could see my family and my friend doing the most.
My nerves were shot. It was Sunday and Jamian had convinced me to go with him to his parents’ house for Sunday dinner. He suggested that we let them know that we were a couple as well as let them know about the baby. I wanted to wait until I was further along in my pregnancy before telling anyone, but Jamian wasn’t having it.
Yesterday was my first doctor's appointment, and we found out that I was five weeks. I counted back the time frame and realized that negro had gotten me pregnant the first time we fucked. Ain’t that some shit. But I wasn’t going to beat myself up about it, especially when my baby daddy was ecstatic to become a father.
“You ready, baby mama?” Jamian smack my ass.
“Stop it. That’s why we are in this situation now. Your pull-out game is weak.” I cackled.
“That’s not my fault that you got some fire-ass pussy. Now let’s roll.”
“How do I look? This dress ain’t too short, is it?” I looked in the mirror at the blue knee-length bodycon dress I picked for tonight.
“You look sexy as fuck. I can’t wait to lift this dress up over that big booty and fuck…”
“Okayyy! Let’s go.” I cut him off. I already knew what his nasty ass was going to say. My poor cootie cat needed a break. Jamian has been on one since finding out I was pregnant.
