Page 44 of Her Loyalty

Tiana Next morning

"Hey." I spoke to Deja and she waved.

"Hey, T. What's wrong?" She furrowed her eyebrows, seeing the sad look on my face.

"Nothing. I'm just going through some stuff." I waved her off.

"Is Dominic here?" I asked and she nodded, walking into the house while I closely followed after her.

"Yo, Dom." She called.

"What?" I heard his raspy voice answer, making me instantly become sadder.

"T here, nigga." Was all she said as she jogged up the stairs and I made my way through the living room.

While I did, I looked around, seeing a random girl knocked out on the couch, opened condom wrappers and bottles of alcohol everywhere.

"What's up, T?" Dominic spoke to me as I walked into the dining room.

"Hey." I spoke softly, trying to keep my tone in check. I needed this to go good, I didn't want to argue with him and make things worse.

But I can't say I wasn't feeling a way with this random girl just on the couch with open condom wrappers beside her.

"I thought you said you was comin' later, ma." He went onto say as I watched him, breaking apart his gun to clean it.

"Well yeah I was but I couldn't get what you texted me off of my mind. I needed to know why you feel this way." I expressed, looking down.

After he'd text me that he wanted to break up, we ended up FaceTiming and deciding that we'd talk about it in person. I'd told him I would come over here later but I couldn't wait.

"Aight."

"Come on, we gon' go upstairs." He said finishing up what he was doing before he stood to his feet.

When he did, we made our way out of the dining room and back toward the living room. I watched as the girl on the couch moved a little bit but she didn't wake up. She was simply stirring in her sleep.

Saying nothing, we made our upstairs and into his room.

"Gon' head, ma." He said allowing me to walk in first and he came in after.

"Who was that on the couch?" I couldn't hold my tongue any longer as he closed the door behind us.

"Huh?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"The girl, Dominic."

"On the couch." I rolled my eyes at him pretending not to know what I was talking about.

"Oh, that's some little bitch Leek was fuckin' on last night." He shrugged.

"She bout' to get out as soon as we get done talkin'." He went onto say as I slowly sat down onto the bed.

"Welp. Looks like you've been having fun." I mumbled, considering all of the bottles downstairs and the many condom wrappers I saw.

"I'm sure Leek didn't need all those condoms for just one person." I shrugged, feeling myself becoming emotional because I wasn't stupid.

He knew I wasn't stupid.

"It ain't even like that, T." He chuckled while I sat there with a straight face.

"I don't find anything funny." I said to him, making him furrow his eyebrows.

"Whatchu got an attitude for?" He asked nonchalantly, continuing to play the role he's been playing for a month now.

I simply looked at him with hurt eyes as he sat there pretending I had no reason to be mad.

"Dominic, you've been distant for an entire month. This is my first time seeing you in how long?" I ended up snapping, I was so sick of this.

"You've been treating me as if you don't even want to be around me."

"I can't have time to myself, T?" He asked acting as if I was some clingy weirdo. He knew we spent most of our time together, not because I was clingy but because we were actually friends within our relationship.

"Dominic, stop."

"Fucking stop!" I screamed at him, standing to my feet. I was trying my hardest not to argue with him but his energy was so off right now.

"Stop with this passive shit."

"You keep playing games with my mind. You haven't been active in this relationship for an entire month."

"What, T?" He turned his lip up as if what I was saying wasn't true.

"What the fuck is you even sayin' right na'?"

"You've been texting me whenever you want, not answering my calls.." I trailed off.

"Just-" I started but stopped.

"Why are you treating me like this?" I finally broke, feeling my tears begin to roll down my cheeks.

"T." He sighed, standing to his feet and reaching out for me but I snatched away.

"Answer the question." I sobbed.

"Why are you being this way, Dominic?" I slowly wiped my face.

"Are you still mad about what I said? Is that why you want to break up?" I asked and he looked down, obviously feeling bad.

"Na' T." He slowly shook his head.

"That's not why I wan' break up."

"Then just tell me. Please." I begged.

"Because whatever it is Dominic we can fix it, we don't have to break up."

"I'm gon' tell you but whatchu cryin' for, ma?" He asked me as if I wasn't supposed to be hurt and I was starting to feel helpless.

"I'm crying because I love you, Dominic. I've always loved you but now I feel like-" I started but stopped.

"Now I feel like you've lost your love for me." I spoke, my voice cracking with each word.

"I want to fix this. I really do."

"I apologize for everything I did and said. Especially what I said about your mom. It was wrong of me and I take it all back."

"I've taken it all back. I don't know what else to do, Dom."

"It ain't even just that though, T." He scoffed, walking toward the other side of the room.

"I'm just tired of all this shit, ma. This shit starting to feel like a fuckin' job." He began to express and I listened intently.

"You always tryn' fuckin' argue with me and if we ain't arguin' then it's your moms putting shit in your head about me or about this relationship."

"It's like you can't separate your moms from what we got gon' on and that shit really starting to effect us, T."

"That shit has effected us." He corrected.

"We arguin' more than we lovin', ma and this shit just don't feel right nomore."

"So that's why I wun' break up."

"Not because of what you said about my moms, you apologized, coo, I got over that shit but everything else..." He trailed off.

"I ain't fuckin' with it no more."

Breaking my heart into a million pieces, I stood there with nothing to say. I felt helpless. It was as if he'd made up his mind and there was no going back.

"Dominic, I can separate my mom from our relationship. It's just that one time I needed you to apologize because that's my mom, babe. I couldn't let you just disrespect her."

"You called her a bitch, you know?"

"Yeah, I know." He nodded slowly.

"And that's why I did whatchu asked. I apologized because I knew I was wrong for callin' your moms out her name."

"If I felt like I wasn't wrong then I wouldn't have."

"But that still don't change shit, T." He went onto say.

"Your moms told you to make me apologize and you did that shit with no hesitation even threatenin' to leave me if I didn't." He scoffed.

"But I wasn't really going to, Dominic. I just wanted to get it over with so we could go back to how good we were doing before that."

"That ain't the fuckin' point." He spoke sternly, making me look him in the eyes.

"When I found out you was cheatin' on me, on the account of your moms, she ain't apologize to a nigga once and you ain't make her either."

"Yeah, we talked but even then you made me go and see her, you ain't bring her by my spot. I had to go to her and I was forced to sit down and talk, it wun' the other way around. Which it should've been."

"And even then she ain't fuckin' apologize."

"But you know what else, ma. You ain't make her apologize either.."

"Babe, I kn-"

"But you was quick to make me." He cut me off before I could even get my words out and I sighed deeply.

"Dominic, listen.."

"Na' you listen, T." He spoke over me and I became quiet, listening intently

"I been listenin' to you for six years. I been lovin' you for six years, T."

"But That shit ain't never change witchu."

"Your moms got a lot of say so in your life, in your decisions and this relationship. And I ain't feelin' that.." He trailed off.

"I'm never gon' feel that and I ain't never gon' respect it." He spoke sternly, looking me in my eye with every word.

"So I think we should break up and you should gon' head and live your life with your moms."

Crying hard, I stood there feeling like a fool. By the tone in his voice and his entire demeanor, I could tell that he was serious about this. He was done with me.

"Baby, no. Look, I'll make her apologize too."

"Na' I don't wan' her to. Ain't no point." He shrugged, walking away from me.

"Please, Dominic." I pleaded as I pulled him back to me and make him look down at me.

"I'll make her apologize and I'll make her stay out of our business."

"I promise baby, I can fix this."

"Na', T. It's too late for all that shit." He sighed deeply.

"What makes it too late, Dominic?" I practically begged as he scoffed.

"Because I had to tell you that shit for you to even consider, ma."

"You never gave a fuck about my feelings. It's always you and your moms but as soon as I say some shit, I'm wrong." He scoffed and I listened to every word he was saying because he was right but I didn't want him to be.

"Just gon' head, T. It's over. I don't wun' keep arguin' witchu." He guided me toward the door, breaking my heart even more.

"Why are you treating me like this?" I snatched away as he sighed deeply.

"Come on with that crazy ass shit, Tiana. I said it's over so gon' head."

"I ain't tryn' go there witchu again."

"Are you serious?" I looked at him in disbelief, he was really kicking me out. Again.

"Gon' head, T." He looked away from me while I stood there with tears in my eyes.

He was done with me and here I was pregnant as could be.

The room went quiet a few moments as I picked m brain, debating on if I should tell him the news or not considering our circumstances. I shook my head slowly, knowing that I was going to regret it as he watched and waited for me to leave.

"I'm pregnant, Dominic." I blurted out, in high hopes that would change some things.

"What?" He furrowed his eyebrows, looking directly at me.

"I said I'm pregnant." I spoke again but this time barely over a whisper. I'd become scared of his now reaction.

"Man, Tiana. Stop fuckin' playing with me." He waved me off and I looked at him with all seriousness.

"Dominic, I'm not playing."

"I went to the hospital to get my stitches out and they did more bloodwork. I'm pregnant." I explained to him and he just looked at me in shock.

"Na'.." He trailed off as I looked down at the floor.

"You really pregnant?" He asked, making his way over to me and I nodded slowly, looking up into his eyes.

His hard demeanor had now went soft as he said nothing else, grabbing my arm and sitting down at the edge of the bed.

"T.." He trailed off, looking into my eyes.

"You pregnant, ma?" He asked again seriously and I nodded slowly.

"How, baby?" He looked down, trying to think and I just couldn't get over the fact that he was calling me his baby again.

"Well we didn't use a condom that night, babe."

"Remember we were having sex in the car, you pulled it out but you never put it on."

"..and you didn't pull out of me either."

"Fuck." He stressed, nodding his head, remembering

"I meant to." He was all he said as he rubbed his hands over my knuckles.

"I meant to, T."

"Damn, I apologize." He apologized to me and I nodded, forgiving him. I didn't even care at this point, I wanted to have his baby but I also wanted him to be happy too.

"Damn." He continued to stress.

"I be slippin' up."

"This my second time slippin' up on you, ma." He expressed and I shrugged.

"It doesn't even matter how it happened anymore."

"The only thing that matters is what we're going to do because right now we're in the middle of a break up." I explained and he nodded slowly.

"Yeah.." He trailed off, sighing.

"And I'm confused." I admitted as he looked into my eyes.

"Me too, ma."

"Whatchu wan' do?" He asked and I just stood there looking confused.

"I really don't know. It all depends, Dominic."

"Are we going to try and make it work for the baby?" I asked hopeful and he just looked at me blankly.

"Because I really want to."

"Hol on, ma.." He trailed off, shaking his head.

"T, I ain't gon' only be witchu because you bout' to have a baby. That shit I said still stand, ma.." He furrowed his eyebrows.

"None of that shit change because of this information. Yeah, I wouldn't mind having a baby witchu but that don't mean we gon' be together because of it."

Feeling my sadness turning into anger, I snatched my hands away from him and began to cry while he watched me.

"You know what.."

"Fuck you, Dominic. I've had enough."

"I give you my all and all you ever do is find a problem in everything I do. I cheated, yes but I did everything I could to make it right."

"Yes, I allow my mom to get in our relationship sometimes but it's never intentional!"

"Sue me for loving the only person I've ever had in my life, other than you."

"And you know what else, it would be easier to keep her out of it if you didn't give her things to say. Like calling her a bitch." I went on, feeling my emotions taking over.

"I'm so done with this shit." I shook my head, feeling a headache coming on.

"You're always so worried about the stuff I do wrong but when I try to make it right, you don't even acknowledge that."

I was so upset right now and all I wanted to do was hurt him how he was hurting me right now.

"At this point, just forget it. I'm going to get an abortion."

"I refuse to have this baby with you. You don't even love me enough to stay." I said, only to hurt him but the looked on his face turned sour.

"Six years and you don't even love me enough to stay because I allow my mom to sometimes get in between our relationship. The only person who can really give me advice." I continued to snap.

"Tiana.." He trailed off with a chuckle.

"Whatchu just say?" He asked, standing to his feet and towering over me.

"You heard what I said." I sassed, knowing not to repeat it again but he'd heard it the first time so there was no need to anyway.

He said nothing as he stood over me, looking down at me.

"You really gon' say that shit to me?" He asked, licking his lips.

"That's how you feel?" He went onto ask and I stayed quiet as tears rolled down my face.

"Yes because just like you, I love you but you can't ever see the good I put in for this relationship." I sobbed as he looked at me with nothing but hate. I knew I was wrong for saying what I said but it was only to hurt him.

I knew he'd never allow it and neither would I allow myself.

"Look I'm sorry, babe-" I started but stopped as I watched him dig into his pocket.

"Na' you know what, T.." He trailed off, backing away from me as he continued to dig in his pocket.

I watched as he pulled a wad of money out and began to count it.

"Here."

"Go get a fuckin' abortion." He handed me the money, shattering my heart.

"And don't ever hit my line again, shawty."