Molten Chocolate - S01 E41

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Molten Chocolate - S01 E41

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 41

Jasmine's POV

"NO, NO, NO! I CAN'T BE PREGNANT. Doctor, with all due respect, you have me confused with another patient. I'M NOT PREGNANT!" I screamed at Dr. Shannon once I had recovered and she told me the news again.

"Jasmine, please relax. Take deep breaths. I know sometimes these things are hard to process, especially when you were not planning," she replied while adjusting the pillow underneath my head.

"I just don't understand. I took two pregnancy tests. TWO! And they both showed negative," I recalled the pregnancy tests Zenia picked up for me when we went grocery shopping.

"Well, I honestly don't know what faulty pregnancy test you picked up, or if you didn't follow the directions carefully. Or, in medical terms, some women's bodies produce mixed hormonal signals and sometimes a pregnancy test cannot be accurate. Stress is a great factor for doing such.

"So, that's why some women, when they think they're pregnant, prefer going to a doctor for a thorough examination and blood work, rather than take a pregnancy test. You ever heard of 'false positive'? Well, I guess you had a 'false negative'," Dr. Shannon explained.

I closed my eyes, too speechless to form another sentence and I had to process this news some more.

I'm pregnant.

I'm almost two months fucking pregnant.

I have another human-being inside me at this very moment.

I'm going to get huge and fat!

I'm pregnant!

Oh dear sweet Mary and Joseph, I'm pregnant with Evan's baby!!!

I opened my eyes, hoping this was a bad dream and I'd wake up in my bed and hear Zenia and Mom talking loudly, as usual, while the television was showing Sanford and Son.

But this wasn't a dream. I was in a hospital bed and pregnant with the child of a man who wanted absolutely nothing to do with me. Tears poured from my eyes. Now wasn't the time to be pregnant.

Why does God hate me so much?

How was I going to tell Evan this? Would he even believe me, or think that I'm trying to trap him with a baby?

He had already moved on. He'd hate me so much for this.

I don't want him to hate me anymore than he already has.

"I'll call in your mom and sister again," Dr. Shannon said, handing me a box of tissues.

For a moment, I had forgotten she was in the room. I dried my eyes and sat back up in the bed. "Before you leave, can I ask you something? When can I go home?" I asked her.

"I'd like to keep you overnight for observation. You've fainted twice already and I don't want a third time to happen. We'll discuss the baby's development and/or options after seeing your family."

She left the room.

Five minutes later, Zenia and Mom came into the door.

"Hi baby. How are you feeling now?" Mommy asked.

"Like if I've gotten hit by a runaway train."

"Why?"

I pointed to the monitor of the ultrasound Dr. Shannon had paused on the screen. Mom's eyes traveled in the direction of my finger and gasped loudly when she saw it.

"Jasmine, you're pregnant?" she asked. The look on her face difficult to read.

I nodded yes.

"OMG! OMG! You're pregnant. I knew it, I just knew it!" Zenia said delightfully as she jumped up and down like a kid who received another piece of candy.

I rolled my eyes.

"Congratulations, sister!" she added in and hugged me around my neck.

"Mom," I said, pleading with my eyes for her to say something. Anything.

"Just please tell me that the baby is for the Hollen Boy and not Bradley," she said.

"Of course it's his, but I don't know how he'll take this news. He already hates me and I'm afraid he'll want nothing to do with me and the baby."

"Jas, Evan Hollen wouldn't reject his baby. Are you seriously even saying that right now?" Zenia asked, feeling a bit disappointed.

"He has to know," Mom added.

I shook my head no. I knew exactly what would happen if Evan was to find out about the baby. The press had already given me, somewhat, freedom. If this was to hit the fan, they'd be having another field-day with it.

"Why are you shaking your head 'no'? You don't want to tell Evan about the baby?" Zenia asked me again.

"Zenia, please! Stop bugging!" I snapped.

"Well, you must have hit your head when you fell and lost some senses because there's no way you could keep this a secret from the father of the child. He has to know," Zenia said.

Sometimes, I wondered if I was the big sister or not. Zenia's mouth was like a cutting knife and, with her around, it was a twenty-four-seven reality check.

"Zenia. Mom. I'm placed between a rock and a fricking river. I'm being crushed and I feel like I'm drowning at the same time. Life is just screwing me over and over again," I said as more tears came from my eyes. I was so easily emotional now.

"Evan Hollen has already moved on with his life and I wanted to do that, too. I finally found another job and made new friends, but look at me now. I'm in the hospital and I've found out I'm over one month pregnant with a child whose father already wants nothing to do with me.

"Y'all really believe Evan would be happy about this baby? He'll hate me even more. He might even reject this child inside of me! I wouldn't be able to handle that!"

"Jassy, baby, listen to me. I know the situation you're in. I've been down that exact road when I was pregnant with your sister. It's not a nice feeling. But don't pelt any stones at Hollen Boy before he even knows about the baby. You're passing judgement and that's exactly what got you in trouble in the first place.

"You ought to tell that man about the child and come to an understanding.

A baby is involved here. There's another life inside of you and the both of you are responsible for him or her.

"It's alright if he doesn't want anything to do with you. There are plenty of other pregnant women out there who are not in a relationship with their baby's father but the fathers are taking care of the babies.

"You're thinking about yourself and not the baby. You're responsible for your own life Jassy! You should only depend on you! Don't let Hollen Boy break you. You're a proud black woman and we don't crumble at the feet of a man.

"Show him how independent and powerful you are with or without him. The last laugh should be yours."

I looked in the eyes of my mother. It was just too much for me.

"I just want my life back," I said without comprehending my mother's words.

"What are you going to do Jasmine?" Zenia asked, wiping away my tears with a tissue.

"I'm thinking about an abortion."

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