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Undecided! part eight!

Kila question. What is your name, like your real name.

Ok story time.

Two Days later....

I stood in the mirror and looked at myself, I took a deep breath and put on my Marc Jacobs shades because I knew today was just going to be one of those days. My mother
knocked on my door and then opened it. "You ready?" she asked unwrapping her hair. "Yea Ma" I said grabbing my white shall and tossing it over my shoulders. My father was
down stairs tieing his shoes and Tremaine and Brian were in the kitchen eating. I rode with my mother in her BMW and my father and the boys rode in the range. When we
got there Nicole was at the door greeting people. When I got to the door she gave me a hug, "You should see her Briana, she looks like an angel" she said sniffling. I gave her
another hug and told her everything was going to be ok. When I walked in I saw a few people from school, some of Monica's family, and Nasir. He was talking to some of the kids from
school. He came over to me and kissed me on the lips, "My father is here Nasir" I said turning away. "Oh shit where?" he said looking around the room. "Over there with
Monica's mom" I said looking in the direction. "You seen her yet?" he asked me grabbing my hand. "No will you come with me?" I asked looking up at him. He took me to
the casket where Monica layed, she looked like she was sleeping, her face looked as beautiful as it was before Tristan beat her to death. Nicole picked out this pretty white
dress for her and she looked like an angel laying there. I took a deep breath as I faught to hold back tears, I ran my hand over hers, "Monica I love you so much, so much, and-,"
the tears began to come, "I miss you and I'm so sorry" I said as I cried harder. I kissed her on the cheek and then I began to cry even more because her cheeks were so cold.
Nasir pulled me close to him and I pulled away and went outside. He ran after me and grabbed me and pulled me close to him again, "It gonna be ok babe" he said, "She's in a better
place". About 15 minutes later I stopped crying and we went back inside. The service made me cry even more but it was wonderful and Nicole picked the right preacher to
talk about Monica. After the service the people at the church went to Nicole's house for dinner. My family and Nasir stayed to help her clean up. "Nasir can you help me bag
up the trash" said my mother. "Alright" he said as he helped her carry the trash outside. "Who is he?" my father asked me. I didn't want to just come out and say my boyfriend
so I said "The boy I went on the date with Monica with". "Your boyfriend?" my father just came out with it. "Yes Daddy" I said picking up a paper cup. Nasir and my mother came
back in. After we cleaned up we all said bye and we took Nasir home. He rode in the car with me and my mother so he got to kiss me before he got out of the car. When I
got home I began feeling sick again so I layed on my bed. When it just came to me I missed my period and I've been throwing up a lot lately, I was pregnant, I had to be. The
thoughts began racing through my head like crazy. I thought what do I tell Nasir, how do I tell me mother, and how do I tell me father. The next morning when I got up I took
a shower and walked to Rite Aid pharamacy. I bought a first response pregnancy test and went home to take the test. After I peed on the stick I sat and waited and when I
looked at the stick again it said pregnant. I went in my room to think about what to do, I sat on my bed and cut on the t|v. The news was on so I decided to watch it, "Today
in Brooklyn a teen was shot to death in an alley, here live at the crime scene to tell us of this horiffic event Angela Simpson, Angela?" the screen switched the reporter who
looked to be freezing because of the cold weather "Hello," she said touching her ear piece, "Yes I am here live at the crime scene of the horiffic murder of Tristan Cunningham
who cops said to be a suspect in the murder of the teen Monica Stevens. Cunningham, 18 years old was found here just two hours earlier by a pedestrian on the way to the store
just two blocks from here. Tristan was pronouced dead at the seen with, 7 bullets in the, 3 in the mouth, 2 in the leg, and 15 to the chest. The victim's genitals were also cut
off and placed in his mouth when discovered by the walking pedestrian.Who could commit such a crime? We will keep you updated but for now if anyone has any information
on the shoot call 1-800-CRIMESTOPPERS. I'm Angela Simpson over." I just sat there staring at the screenin shock, I was kind of happy but then again I felt bad but he deserved
it. I pulled out my phone to call Nasir and tell him about the baby but before I could pick up to call him my phone began ringing and it was him. "Baby you watching the news?"
he said excited.
"Yea I saw it"
"Yea my boy cut that nigga dick off and shoved it in his mouth"
"I know I heard"
"What wrong?" I took a deep breath and began.
"Nasir, I'm pregnant" there was a long silence on the phone and it was beginning to get to me. Maybe I shouldn't have told him so soon and I should have told my mother.
"You forreal?" he asked after the long silence.
"Yea"
"You sure?"
"Yes I'm sure" There was another long silence.
"What we gonna do?"
"I don't know"
"You told your mom?"
"No. Your the first."
"Damn"
"What is that suppose to mean?"
"Nothing but I wasn't expecting this."
"So what you think I was?" I asked getting frustrated with him.
"No Briana. Look I'm gonna call you back alright?"
"Yea bye" I said hanging up on him. I couldn't believe this nigga he was questioning me like it wasn't his kid. The next person I plan to tell was my mother so I went in her room
but she wasn't there. I went downstairs and I found her looking threw the DVD rack. "Hey ma. Where's Daddy?" "In the kitchen" she said pointing to him. "You need me?" he asked
"Im pregnant" I just came out and said it. My mother stopped what she was doing and looked at me. A angry look came over my father's face. "What did you just say Briana?"
he asked me. I didn't answer I just looked from him to my mother and everytime I looked at them their expressions changed. "Answer me Briana!" he yelled. "I'm pregnant Daddy"
"Who's the father?!" he asked me coming closer to me. "Nasir" I said backing away from him. "Briana-" my mother came trying to comfort me. "No Shontelle, don't comfort her
this isn't something to be proud of, We work our asses off to provide for you and you go and get pregnant!" my father yelled as Brian and Tremaine walked in. "Daddy I'm sorry"
I said as I began to cry. My father walked away from me and grabbed his car keys and slammed the door on the way out. "I'm sorry Mommy" I said looking at her with tears in
my eyes. "Don't be just be a woman and take care of your baby, your father is just angry because your his little girl but he will settle down, I'm going to make an appointment
for you to get a doctor, I'm very disappointed in you Briana because I warned you, but this is all you now." My mother went upstairs and Brian and Tremaine just looked at me.
"It's going to be okay little sis" Tremaine said patting my back. I went upstairs and layed on my bed and thought about Monica, I began crying and fell asleep. I woke up when I
felt someone sit on my bed. It was my father "Listen Briana, I'm sorry for overreacting but I just want the best for you, I wanna have a talk with Nasir too and see what he 
plans do and I just want you to know I love you ok" "I love you to Daddy" I said giving him ahug. He left and I just cut on my t|v and beginning watching One on One. My phone
began vibrating, it was Nasir calling me. "Hello" I said with an attitude.
"Why you gotta act like that Briana?"
"Like what?"
"Come on, You know I was a little shocked I just needed time to think"
"Whatever I have and appointment for Tuesday 4:30 at Kings County you coming?"
"Yea"
"My father wants to talk to you too"
"Alright"
"Where you at?"
"Outside" I didn't like that answer.
"Oh I'm going to sleep alright"
"Ight, Good Night Mommy"
"Good Night Daddy"
"I love you" he said
"I love you to Nasir"

It was Monday and my father wanted Nasir to come over for dinner. My mother made stew chicken with peas and rice and, everyone was here as we waited on him to come.
My father told him to come at 7:00, it was 6:50 when he rang the bell. I went to the door and opened it, he two sets of flowers in his hand, and he looked really good in his
green button up and his jeans. He gave me a kiss and the flowers and then when I let him in he gave the other flowers to my mother. She took them both and put one in the
kitchen and one in the dinning room. He shook my fathers hand and we sat down for dinner. My grandmother said grace and then we began to pass around the food. My father
began with the questioning, asking did he go to my school, did he have a job, when did we meet, stuff like that. All my father could do was nod and he seemed really impre-
ssed with Nasir. After dinner my father, Nasir, Tremain, and Brian went to watch the game and my grandmother, mother, and myself stayed to clean up the dinning room.
My mother said she liked him and so did my grandmother. I went to peep in the livingroom and I waved my hand for Nasir to come. He excused hisself and came out in to the
backyard with him. My house was like the only house with a backyard because my father wanted one for me, Brian and Tremaine to play in when we were younger. "Flowers?"
I asked him as I started laughing. "Yea I thought it would look good" he said as he sat down on a chair. I sat on his lap, "Does he like you?" "I think he was like you remind me of
myself when I was younger, your dad is real cool though and I like your brother Trey he a cool nigga" "Cool so eveything working out" "Yup, I like your hair tonight ma, you
should always wear it in curls just for me" I smiled and he kissed me on my lips which turned into one of our famous tongue kisses. "Don't forget tomorrow Nas" "Yea I know"
he said continuing the kiss. After about 5 minutes I stopped him and told him we had to go back inside before they think we upstairs making another baby. Nasir said goodnight
to my family and then left. My father told me he liked him and saw a lot of himself in Nasir so I had a good pick. I was so happy my father approved of him. After school me
and Nasir went to meet my new doctor. When I was laying on the chair I was so scared, when the doctor came in she was very young.
"Hi I'm Dr. Kimberly Nelson but you can call me Kim since I will be your personal doctor" she said smiling hodling out her hand for me to shake. I shook her hand and then she
went to Nasir and shook his. "This is the 1st first time I seen a young couple come together" she said putting on her gloves. " Usually the father never comes but you guys are
different and I like that a supportive father" she said turning on the machine. "This is going to be a little cold" she said placing the jelly on my stomach. She then too the sono
gram machine and rubbed it around on my stomach, it kind of tickled. "What do you see?" I asked her. "Twins" she said.

 
Comments
g. d. freightman,
You write well.... I cannot wait to get into your story.
2009-10-04 19:47:29
OMG,
WOW, I did not see that coming...
2009-10-04 22:01:43
Kila,
Kila (as in Kie-luh.lol) is my real name.
As usual good story!!! I really like Nas, I hope he stays good to Bri.
O&& FINALLY TRISTAN GOT WAT HE DESERVED!!!!!!!
lol but it sounded pretty terrible. ouch!
2009-10-04 23:47:15
good job,
i'm feeling the story. keep it coming
2009-10-05 12:52:21
Bunny,
i knew she was gonna be preggo but i dodnt think it would come out this quickly.....omg twins!!!! wow!!!
2009-10-05 14:10:30
mocca85,
i knew it wow her and moms preggers at the same time
2009-10-05 19:33:42
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