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Authors: B. Swangin Webster

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“Oh God Kevin! Yes! Yes!” The tightness of her made him explode.

“Shit. That was incredible” he said breathlessly. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto her back. He moved up to the sofa, but she wasn't finished with him yet. She lay on her back with her legs drawn up.

“Look at me baby,” she crooned. With her legs open, she started to massage herself. As she continued to pleasure herself, he got down on the floor and his tongue joined her fingers. She grabbed his head and pressed him harder into her wetness. He pushed his fingers inside of her while gently biting her. He felt her muscles tighten against his fingers and pushed them in further. Her back arched and she cried out in ecstasy. He came slowly up her body and lay on top of her. After her breathing slowed to its normal pace, he looked at her. The unspoken words could be heard; loud and clear; between them and they fell asleep, spent and satisfied.

He awakened first, nudging her awake, he began pulling together his clothes.

“Do you have to go?” she asked as she rubbed her eyes.

“Baby, I don't want to, but…you know under the circumstances…”

She led him to the door and gave him a kiss and hug good night.

Chapter 34
What happens in the dark…

Rebecca's phone rang. “Hello,” she said sensually.

“And hello to you too,” the caller replied.

“What do you want?” Rebecca replied.

“Oh, why so cool. I thought you were happy to hear from me?”

“I thought you were someone else.”

“Kevin maybe…nope but I miss you.”

“How can you miss something that you threw away like yesterday's paper?”

“C'mon, don't be that way,” the caller said.

“What way. Remember you forced me to leave you with your trifling ways.”

“I know I made mistakes, but I know you still love me.”

“Don't give me that. I have someone who really loves me, and only me.”

“Oh does he now? How can that nigga say he loves you when he is still married?”

“That's none of your business,” Rebecca said.

“Oh, did I strike a nerve? Calm down. Correct me if I'm wrong, but don't you go to bed alone every night and you wake up every morning, by yourself. From the way you answered the phone just now, you thought I was him. Probably sent him home with your scent and thought he was calling back. I know that voice, don't I?”

“Screw you!”

“That's what I want to do to you right now,” the caller said.

Rebecca should have hung up the phone but instead she stayed on the phone and had phone sex with the woman that she should be over.

Kevin pulled into his driveway full of rage. After checking on her and telling the nurse what time she could report the next day, he went into his office.

He did a lot of shuffling that evening with his accounts and managed to open up two accounts for Donnell and Kayla. He wanted to make sure that his kids were taken care of, no matter what happened between him and Cheryl. He had also managed to sign three more companies to his agency and had at least three more on the horizon. The merger in Atlanta was well on the way to being finalized and the office was almost ready to be open. As he was closing the door to the office, the phone rang.

“Yes, this is her husband. What can I do for you? You can't be serious. What time? Ok. See you then.”

He walked back towards his bar and poured himself a drink. He walked upstairs and saw her sleeping. His conversation with Rebecca instantly came to mind. Anger was starting to build the more he looked at her. You little bitch. He drank the last of his liquor and walked back downstairs. He picked up the phone and called Rebecca but she wasn't answering. He decided to check the computer to see if she was online, but she wasn't answering her IM either.

“Shit! Shit! Shit!”

He threw the glass against the wall. Kevin trudged back upstairs and into the guest room. He lay across the bed, but sleep was eluding him.

He must have finally dozed off, because the alarm woke him up. He walked into her room and looked down on her.

“The doctor wants us there by ten.”

“What?”

“The doctor called. He wants to see you,” He announced with attitude.

“Rebecca, will you just come on. Get up and get ready.”

“My name is Cheryl,” She said and got up and went into the bathroom. She threw up all of dinner from last night.

“Are you ready?” Kevin said, while knocking on the door.

She walked out and brushed past him. As she walked down the steps she felt as if she was about to topple over. The unmistakable feeling of nausea overcame her. Kevin caught hold of her arm as she swayed.

“Look, get it together. I don't want nobody thinking I threw your dumb ass down the steps,” Kevin asked.

She yanked her arm away and continued down the stairs.

After riding for almost ten minutes, Kevin spoke up.

“We need to talk. Are you listening? The doctor said that your tests came back and he said one test came back positive. You're pregnant.” He waited for a response.

“Did you hear me? I said you were pregnant.”

“I'm not deaf, I heard you,” She said as she swiped the tear away

“Well?”

“Well, what?”

“What do you have to say?”

“About?”

“Jesus Christ! Didn't you hear me! I said you are pregnant, as in going to have a baby.”

“You don't have to yell, I am sitting right here. Don't worry, I'll make a decision.”

“Decision about what?”

“Just don't worry yourself about it.”

They arrived at the doctor's office ten minutes later and before the truck had hardly stopped she was out and going
through the doors.

They waited in the waiting area for the doctor to speak with them. The wait wasn't that long, but to her it was like eternity.

“Good morning Cheryl. How are you?”

“Can we get this over with?” she asked the nurse.

“Sure, just let me get your chart and while I do that can you give me a urine sample?” He handed her the little cup and off she went. She came back and looked at him while handing him the cup and announced, “If I am pregnant, I do not wish to continue with the pregnancy.”

“I'll let the doctor know you have something to talk to him about,” The nurse said as he left the room.

Kevin bolted from his seat, “What the fu…I mean, what are you talking about?”

“Sit down and stop pretending,” she said while staring at him.

Dr. Abalone walked in. “Good morning. Now, you know why you are…”

Cheryl cut him off. “I already know I don't want to keep this baby.”

Dr. Abalone sat down and leaned back in his chair. “Let's calmly sit down and talk things through.”

“I have already decided.”

“I haven't,” Kevin said.

“So what?” she yelled back.

“Mr. and Mrs. Goldman, I am sure this is a shock, but let's…”

“No, I don't want anything from him.” She buried her head in her hands.

Dr. Abalone looked first at Kevin then back at her. “Let me speak with her,” he told Kevin.

In a huff, Kevin left the room.

“Mrs. Goldman, why are you so upset?”

“You don't understand. I can't have this baby. I just can't. He doesn't even love me. Please just find me some place I can go to get rid of it. Please.”

The doctor left her alone. Kevin burst into the room and grabbed her up from her seat.

“You can't do this!” he screamed.

“Get your hands off of me!”

Dr. Abalone walked in. “I will have to ask you to take your hands off of my patient.”

“Look, I'm your husband and the father of this child.”

“You're half right. You're the father of this child. You haven't been a husband for years. Don't even make me laugh with this show you are putting on for the doctor.” She pulled away from him. “Dr. Abalone, I will call you tomorrow,” she said as she walked out.

She turned, leaving Kevin standing in the office. He followed and when they walked through the waiting room, all the women looked up at him. As he caught up to her outside, he said, “How could you do that, you aren't considering it?”

“No.”

“Look this is not a decision you make on the spur of the God dammed moment.”

She kept walking, totally ignoring him and his curse words.

The ride home was quiet and heavy with tension. They walked into the house, her hurt and him fuming. She knew the entire time she was pregnant. The vomiting was the first clue and her cup size was another. She knew the day she tried committing suicide. A woman knows two things. One, when her husband is cheating on her and two, when she is pregnant. Sadly, both in her case were true.

“Cheryl, you need to slow your roll. We need to discuss this.”

“Why? There is no discussion needed. I am not keeping this child, end of discussion.” He grabbed her arm.

“Stop it,” Cheryl screamed. “You lay up with some other bitch, fuck me occasionally and now that I'm pregnant, you act like a caring husband! Fuck you!” she kept flailing her arms until she broke free from his grip.

“Stop acting like a child! We had sex, you are pregnant
and now, without consulting me, or even telling me, you are deciding to get rid of our child without even a second thought.”

“Did you consult me before you started fucking some other woman! Let's see, that would be no!”

“You are fucking unbelievable, you know that?”

“And so are you,” she shouted back. She stormed upstairs and he went into his office. Suddenly he came upstairs, slammed the door open, startling her. He walked over to her and pulled her from the chair.

“You will not get rid of this child, do you understand me?”

“Or what? I'm not keeping this baby, end of story.”

“No. Wrong answer. You won't speak to me any kind of way, do I make myself clear?” he said as he slammed her into the wall.

“If you get rid of my child, you will be sorry.” He gave her enough of a shove that she fell backwards into the chair.

Two weeks after that doctor's appointment she awoke to the sun shining bright. She had not meant to sleep this long. She needed to be ready for her day. She went into the master bedroom and noticed that the bed was already made. It was past eleven so Kevin must already be gone to the office. She went downstairs and noticed there was no coffee, which could only mean one thing. He didn't stay there last night. Kevin loved his morning coffee. The fact that none was made meant that he was having coffee elsewhere that morning.

Chapter 35

She walked into the appointment by herself. She couldn't even bring herself to tell Dee about this mess. Just as she walked in, she walked out an hour later, by herself. She was there for blood work, which took much longer than it should have, but it gave her the opportunity to think things through. She thought about the ups and downs of having this child, she couldn't believe she was rethinking her decision. If nothing else, this child would know that it would be loved just like Donnell and Kayla.

She walked in and Kevin was waiting in the dining room.

“Where have you been?” She continued like she had not heard a word. She went upstairs.

“I said where in the hell have you been? Answer me!” He demanded. She continued walking.

“You better answer me!” he said from the bottom of the stairs.

“None of your business,” she shouted back.

“Who in the hell do you think you are!”

“Whatever, Kevin.”

She heard his heavy footsteps behind her but she kept walking.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” he said while grabbing her arm.

“Get the hell off of me!” She shouted and walked into the bathroom and shut the door. The door came flying open.

“Who…!” He had slapped her twice before she could even register a thought.

“Get off of me!” she said while pushing back against him.

“I'm going to ask you again, where have you been?”

He had grabbed her hair and was yanking her backwards as she tried to cover her face.

“None of your fucking business.”

“Really? Let me take a wild guess. Did you get rid of the baby?”

“What if I did?”

“Did you?” he shouted.

“Fuck you,” she shouted back.

He hit her so hard that she flew backwards against the wall. She scrambled to steady herself.

“You better answer me, or so help me.”

“If you really want to know, call a private investigator.”

“I already did you bitch, and he followed your ass to the clinic. You got rid of my child even when I told you not to.” He punched her in the face.

“What? You are crazy. Following me around?”

“Because your trifling ass can't be trusted!”

He punched her so hard that her head hit the wall and she saw stars. She slumped down to the floor. She woke up in the bathroom, not realizing where she was. She got up and looked into the mirror. She had a small cut on the side of her head and a small knot under her eye. She knew she was in trouble and nothing that she could do in this marriage would resolve the issue of Kevin being a man with a problem, namely her.

Chapter 36

“Hello?” her voice quivered.

“Hello my sweet.”

“Do you know who this is?” she asked.

“Of course, I told you I would never forget you, Cheryl.”

She started crying.

“Honey what's wrong?”

“He, I mean, we…he. I need to get out of here, can I come see you?”

“Sure but what's the matter. Do you need me to come and get you?”

“No, I'll come to you.” She stopped crying long enough to get directions again. She got dressed and realized that she needed to cover up the marks as best she could. Makeup could only hide so much; hopefully glasses would hide the rest.

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