Page 4 of This Is Law 3

“No! We came very close to, but I folded. I’ve been keeping that secret from everyone for over a year.

Anyways, that was him that called me that morning when we were at Papi’s house.

He was calling me to tell me something that he overheard from Edward Sterling, and how he was cooking up some mess with Creed.

That shit has been weighing heavy on me for weeks.

I wouldn’t tell Law why I had this feeling that Edward was going to try and ruin Creed because if I told him who given me the heads up, he would quickly put two and two together.

Leading up to the ball, I was dragging my feet in going.

Forgetting to schedule an appointment for my dress fitting, finding someone to do my make-up, all those things.

I knew that Dominic would be at the ball.

All night, I thought that I got lucky because Dominic hadn’t shown up, but girl, damn near right before the night was over, he walked in.

Law was about to go, and speak to him, and I kept giving him excuses on why he shouldn’t.

You know it didn’t take long for him to put two, and two together.

Everything went left after that,” I shared.

My dress was off now, and I was walking over to the shower, so that I could turn it on. My phone was in my hands, so that I would be able to hear my sisters response.

“Damn. Never in a million years did I think that your ass would try and get your get back on Law. Why didn’t you go all the way? You should have let the Dominic dude fuck you! All the shit that Law was over there doing to you. Why did you even spare him like that?” she asked me.

“I don’t know. Shit, I was scared. Look how the nigga is acting, Shai. Hell, I’m glad I didn’t,” I voiced, hopping in the shower, propping the phone up, so that she would still be able to see my face. When I said that, she laughed at me and rolled her eyes.

“That’s why he passed out?” she wanted to know.

“I thought that at first, but now I’m thinking it’s something deeper.

I tried to ask him in the hospital what happened, but then his ass made a stupid comment, talking about he doesn’t trust me, so he wasn’t going to tell me what caused him to pass out.

Shai, he started saying a bunch of crazy shit.

I told him that it wasn’t too late for me to get an abortion and?—”

“Oh, bitch! So, you are pregnant? Milan called it out at the ball to me when she saw that you weren’t drinking, but I swore up, and down that you weren’t pregnant because you wouldn’t have kept that a secret from me of all people.

Soraya, what the fuck! Why wouldn’t you tell me that?

” Shai screamed at me, about to give me a fuckin headache.

I was already stressed out, and in my feelings from dealing with Law’s ass, and here she was yelling at me, making my head pound even more.

“Shai, please! I literally just found out not too long ago. You know I was going to tell you, but I have really been over here, stressed out about this shit with Dominic. Let me get back to the story. When he started talking to me crazy, I threatened him with getting an abortion, and he told me that I probably didn’t know who the daddy was, and that’s why I brought up an abortion.

Girl, I slapped the shit out of him in that hospital,” I concluded.

“Oh yeah, his ass was in there showing off because he knew that you couldn’t do what you really wanted to do while ya’ll were at that hospital. If it’s not the news with you almost fuckin Dominic that caused him to pass out, what do you think it is?” she asked.

“I don’t know. After I get out the shower, and stuff, I’m going to go down there with him.

Shai, I’m scared for us. I’m scared we’re about to hit a tough patch in our relationship again.

I can literally feel the way he’s shutting down on me.

The second I told him the truth about me, and Dominic, it’s like the love that he had for me left his eyes.

I keep feeling him staring at me out of the side of my eyes, and it’s almost like I could feel him judging me.

I didn’t fuck Dominic, but I don’t know if Law believes me.

What if we can’t get back to what we were trying to build?

I thought we were getting ready to be a family again,” my voice cracked as I shared this with her, and I was fighting back tears as well.

“I don’t think the stuff that your worried about is going to happen.

If it was, Law wouldn’t have even came inside the house with you.

He would have gone to his condo. Finish your shower, let him cool off in the basement, and then after some time has passed, ya’ll can have a conversation.

I know I’m not married, and my opinion is probably not valid, but Soraya, don’t apologize to him for that shit that you did with Dominic because he did worse, and if he wasn’t doing what he was doing, almost fuckin Dominic wouldn’t have even been an option for you.

I’m only saying this because I know how you are when it comes to Law.

You be quick to apologize for some shit,” she said.

I heard her, but I didn’t respond. I was just taking it all in.

“The boys sleep?” I asked after about a minute of silence.

“Yes. Your kids act like you don’t feed them, Soraya.

When we left the ball, they both were acting like they were so damn hungry, so I had to take them to McDonald’s to get something to eat.

All the shit that they ordered, you would have thought that it was about to be a party at my house.

I swear I almost told them to send me their money for the food because it’s no way that total should have been over fifty dollars,” she fussed, and I laughed at her sounding genuinely upset.

“Now you see what the hell I be going through over here. Now that Law is back home, I swear I’m over here fighting for my life.

We never have leftovers for the night after because they like to get seconds, and sometimes thirds.

With Law, I can’t order food because he likes home cooked meals.

Sometimes, I just want to run away,” I joked, and when I said it, she started laughing.

I talked on the phone with my sister the whole time that I showered and washed my hair. We didn’t hang up until I stepped out, wrapping a towel around my body, and one around my head.

I let her know that I was going to have a conversation with Law, and I would call her back in the morning to let her know how it went.

I stood in the mirror, looking at myself, and all I could do was sigh, and pray to God that whatever conversation I went down in the basement to have with Law, that it was a positive one, that didn’t end with me in tears, and the two of us cursing each other out.