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.We were prepared to take the heat from our spouses on behalf of our lack of communication.We even had our lies ready, but I wasn’t prepared for what Santana had just said.Santana just wasn’t the snooping type.Never, not even once did it even cross my mind that he would reach out to my family for confirmation of my whereabouts; that is unless I’d been missing for quite some time.I guess twenty-four hours was long enough.“Why did you call them?” I folded my arms across my chest.I was trying to figure out something to say or an explanation so I figured that questioning him would buy me a little time.“Don’t play with me Niveah! Where in the hell were you!”Santana was furious! Never had I seen him so angry.I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it.“Who is he?”Was it that obvious? I’d hid it for almost two years now.I guess here lately I’d gotten just a tad bit sloppy.“What? What are you talking about? I was in North Carolina,” I tried to sound believable.Santana just stared at me but didn’t say another word.He’d called my family so I knew he knew that I had lied about visiting them.Maybe I could say that I went to visit an old friend.I just had to come up with something.My marriage depended on it.“Santana,” I started but he shook his head.He stood up with a bag and pushed passed me out the front door.Just my luck!Right when I decide to do things the right way, it may be just a little too late.I ran out the door to try to catch Santana but he was gone.Once upstairs, I charged my phone and as soon as I was able to, I called Santana over and over but he didn’t answer.All I need was a chance to explain myself.All I needed was a chance to make things right.I couldn’t lose him.I wouldn’t lose him.Somehow I had to fix this because divorcing me just wasn’t an option.~***~“Have you had your period?”I was on the phone with Joey.I was telling him about what happened between Santana and I.It had been a few days and Santana still hadn’t come home.“What?”“Have you had your period? I’ve been sick to my stomach the last few days.The same way that I felt when she was pregnant with the girls; and I know for a fact that she isn’t pregnant…” Joey explained.I tried to think back to the last time that I’d had a cycle.He was right.I couldn’t remember having one last month…or the month before that.I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d taken one of the morning after pills from the drug store.As many of them that I bought throughout the year, I should have been claiming it as an expense on my taxes!This could not be happening again.And of course, if I was, there was no way to know for sure which man would be the father of my child; well except for the fact that Joey was feeling ill.But I hadn’t felt any symptoms.I was feeling just fine, health-wise.I was mind boggled as I tried to sort through dates and timelines inside of my head.Suddenly, I had an idea.“Well, Joey, I’m not pregnant.I haven’t missed a cycle,” I lied to Joey.We talked for a minute more and then I hurried out of the house to the drug store.There was only one way to find out for sure.I swear, I felt like a murderer on trial, awaiting the jury’s decision, as I waited on the results of the pregnancy test.Briefly, I remembered the first time that I’d found out that I was pregnant.I was still married to my first husband Tony at the time, but I had just gotten involved with Joey.Though I’d always wanted a baby, I knew that it just wasn’t the right time.And Tony had made it clear that even a baby wouldn’t make him stay with me, so I did what I had to do.The second pregnancy was actually in the beginning my relationship with Santana.Though Joey had still been in the mix, I was somewhat a little more excited this time around.I told Joey, hoping that it would make him leave his wife, but it hadn’t.Walking away from Santana, at the time, would have been a piece of cake, but what was I walking away to? Santana and I had had sex only a handful of times and I was positive that it was Joey’s, but with Joey’s inconsistencies and the fact that he still wouldn’t leave his wife, I found myself at the abortion clinic for the second time around.I’d always said that I would never do it.I would never lie on a table and let someone take away something so precious and something that God had blessed me with.But I hadn’t had much of a choice.I remembered Mama forcing my oldest sister Shante to have one when she was only fifteen years old.She cried and cried, but Mama said that she would thank her for it later.I was young at the time, but I couldn’t understand why anyone would do such a thing.It went against everything that we heard in church on Sunday’s, still yet Mama pulled my sobbing sister through those glass doors that rainy day as my brother and I sat in the car and waited for them.We were all sworn to secrecy from telling my Daddy, but years later, when Shante started having fertility problems, Daddy found out the horrible secret.To this day, Shante blamed Mama for not being able to have her own children.She and her husband were forced to adopt, but she said it just wasn’t the same.In my opinion, my sister had never forgiven Mama for it and I believed that her hatred for our mother was partially the reason why she’d married so young and why she’d agreed to move away.But Mama, not even once, apologized for what she’d done.She’d always said that sometimes in life, mistakes, caused us to make some hard decisions; ones that at the end of the day we might not be too proud of.And I could definitely relate.I’d always wondered if God would eventually give me the same punishment that he’d given my sister…I guess I was about to find out.I reached for the test on the edge of the sink.My eyes became as big as golf balls as I read the results.Pregnant…I was pregnant!I couldn’t believe it, well, in a way I could.I sat in shock for a few more minutes.I touched my stomach and allowed myself to smile.There was no way I was having another abortion.There was just no way that I was going through that again.And I knew just what I was going to do.After thinking for a little while longer, I decided that I wasn’t going to tell Joey about the baby.It was the only way if I wanted my plan that I was scheming up to work.I needed Joey to disappear, and I needed to be able to put this baby on my husband.And if Santana was in fact the man that I thought that he was, I knew that being pregnant would change everything between us.He would forgive me and we would move forward in our marriage.So what if I didn’t exactly know who the father of my baby was, but no one else needed to know that.Aside of a few features, it wouldn’t be too difficult to pull off.Joey was the better looking of the two.He was tall, brown-skinned and his stature was a tad bit more appealing.He had some of the biggest, tanned, seducing lips that I’d ever seen, and they were accompanying by a warm inviting smile.Joey had a single dimple in his right cheek and a mole on his left.He had some of the sexiest brown eyes that I’d ever seen.Santana was only a shade lighter than Joey, but he possessed a bolder, more rugged look.His eyes were daring, and reminded me of stained copper colored pearls.He wore a low beard, and Santana had dreads.Not the long, crazy kind, but the cute kind that were always neat and just above his shoulders [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]