Two weeks later

Anéyah
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Phone call

Me: Hey sister girl

Aaliyah: Don't hey me, I have been waiting on your call for weeks now.

Me: I've been extremely busy... every time I said I would call, ended up getting side tracked, sorry.

Aaliyah: Hmm... when were you going to tell me that you're in Jamaica?

Me: (chuckling) That woman name Jennifer can chat see... I really wasn't because it's for work and you know how secretive this job is.

Aaliyah: Mommy told me since the day you arrived here and I haven't told anyone not even Fiftie.

Me: Well thanks for keeping it to yourself but like I said I wasn't gonna say anything to you about me being here.

Aaliyah: (hissing) anyways what you have planned for your birthday next week?

Me: I'm not going to celebrate it this year.

Aaliyah: Why not? Did they told you guys to stay down low?

Me: No but we know better than to skylark around the island.

Aaliyah: That sucks, I couldn't work for the FBI.

Me: (chuckling) I know, you're too fragile for this line of work.

Aaliyah: Precisely, I need to be a princess at all times. (Laughing)

Me: (laughing) Fiftie needs to stop spoiling you.

Aaliyah: When again?

Me: (laughing out loud). I have to go we can speak later, I have a doctor's appointment.

Aaliyah: Okay be safe.

Me: Always.

I hang up and finish getting ready for my appointment since I stopped to make that call. I miss my sister and I'm not a hundred percent sure she is being treated good cause I know how men like Fiftie can get.

He's a very stern guy.

Still cannot believe my birthday is in one week; with the work load they have me doing time kind of slipped away from me. I was planning to spend it with Lemar and Dionnis but things has taken a drastic turn now I will have to celebrate it alone.

I should be depressed but I'm not, I wasn't expecting anything so I'm somewhat less disappointed you know?

I sigh.

I'm dressed in a two piece royal blue bodysuit and my crocs to match. I want to be comfortable as possible which makes this fit perfect for me to wear.

My boss knows about the doctor visit but he doesn't know the real reason why I'm going there. He just thinks it's for my asthma and I will happily leave it at that. The less people know about my pregnancy the better.

I sit on the bed and fit a few stuff I might need into my Christian Dior tote bag. My purse, passport and my work ID, I think it's best I leave my badge at the hotel.

Searching with my eyes I come across my phone and stretch for it from the nightstand checking to see how far my Uber driver is .

Close enough.

I lift my bag over my shoulder and head down to the lobby. The wait was about 10 minutes until the Uber showed up. The ride was smooth and quiet, he didn't asked me any unnecessary questions and didn't play any gunman music, definitely giving him a five star rating.

The outside architectural layout of this clinic is beautiful and well put together. A nice tiled walkway, a long outside five seater bench that has navy blue cushions and three yellow pillows neatly rested upright. I stand infront of the door and pressed the buzzer that looks like a ring camera.

The door opens and my eyes immediately caught the drawings on the wall. One of a breastfeeding mother, a child eating ice-cram, birds in the air and a black woman with a big afro; it's even more beautiful in here I thought to myself.

Gathering myself and my thoughts I walk towards the counter and state my name.

"Good morning I'm Anéyah Marshall and I'm here for my doctor visit" I state.

"Good morning welcome, I'm afraid doctor Millar -Willet isn't in today but doctor Clarke would be substituting is that okay for you?" The receptionist asks.

Doctor Millar-willet?

Shit!! this is Dionnis sister's clinic. Maybe I should find another doctor office but this one came highly recommended, I can't turn down good health care service.

"Uhh... yes it's fine" I force a smile and she hands me a clipboard with a form to fill out since it's my first time being here.

I took a seat next to a heavily pregnant woman that's reading a parental guide book.

Must be her first child.

"Ms. Blackmoore?" The receptionist called out.

"Yes" the pregnant lady beside me raised her hand and respond.

"Doctor Clarke will see you now" she then says and the lady tries to stand up but seems to be having some trouble.

"Aum... let me help you" I say standing to my feet, resting my belongings in my seat and taking her both hands into mine with a gentle pull.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment "it happens, nothing to be ashamed of... trust me" I assure her and she nods "thank you miss" she says and I return her smile.

I sat back in my seat and continue filling out the form. When I was finished I use the rest time to watch what was showing on the tv until my turn comes.

After forty-five minutes of waiting my name was called and here I am standing in the doctor's office.

Oh heavens it's a man and why he had to be so delicious looking.

His manly biceps hugs closely to his blue scrubs showing off his perfect muscular posture. My eyes travels down further but is blocked by the desk he's sitting behind of.

It's funny how the both of us are lost in the presence of the other. Those coffee brown eyes and pink succulent lips that glistens after he's done run his tongue over them.

Shit anéyah... snap out of it !!

I blink a few times and proceed further into the room. "Good morning my name is Anéyah Marshall" I reach out my hand for him to shake and he does so without hesitation.

"Okay Anéyah it says here that you're pregnant, when was your last period? I just want to get a clear estimate of your due date and how far long are you" he states.

"My last period was the 14th of July" I replied.

He starts typing away on his computer and taking a few glances at me. He then clears his throat "Okay Mrs. Marshall-".

"MISS Marshall" I emphasize on the 'miss'.

"Miss... sorry" he apologizes with a smile on his face.

He did that on purpose to try see if I am married.

"You're according to my calculations, you are 12 weeks and 5 days pregnant. Come with me to the sonogram room so we can get a look at the baby" Dr. Clarke tells me and proceeds to the door, I stand up and follow closely behind him.

He takes a right turn, opening the door infront of him and leaving it for me to enter. "Lay on the bed and lift your shirt please" he orders and I do as he says.

He pulls my bottom down a little bit folding a napkin at the waist making me gasp from the sudden touch of his warm hands. "I'm sorry, I needed a clearer view to find the baby" he apologizes for touching me without my consent.

"Okay" I gulp and settled back down into a laying position.

He squeeze the white gel like liquid onto my stomach and I flinch involuntarily by the coldness of it. He looks at me with his lip trapped between his teeth and I can't seem to look away from his gaze.

Is it my hormones have me behaving this way? If such man was here I surely wouldn't be looking at this doctor like I'm ready to spread my legs wide open for him.

The loud sound of the baby heartbeat dragged me from my intrusive thoughts and my eyes advert to the monitor.

Just listening to the heartbeat brings me peace. I never thought I would fall in love with another little person other than Lemar. I'm so excited and proud at the same time to be caring this precious cargo.

"The baby is going nicely, everything is fine. Continue eating healthy and take good care of yourself for your baby" Dr. Clarks says making my heart swell with joy.

I'm going to be a mommy again to a second child.

"Wow" I mutter underneath my breath.

He reaches to the side and pulls 3 napkins from the dispenser.

"Strong heartbeat, just like mommy" he says standing over me, wiping away the white solution from my belly.

I blushed turning my head to the side, my nipple are getting harder and harder as he continues to swipe his hand back and forth across my stomach.

He eyes move up to my face but something caught his attention.

He realize my arousal and I wish the earth would just swallow me now. He stops and clears his throat, discarding of the napkins in the garbage.

"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable" he says looking away from my direction.

"You have said sorry plenty times since I've got here. Why is that?" I inquired.

"I don't want my patients to feel sexual assaulted or uncomfortable around me" he responds with his head straight ahead.

"Are you single Dr. Clarke?" I query.

He clears his throat "yes I am" he states.

"Good then we have nothing to worry about" I scoot off of the bed and fix my clothes. 

He walks back to his office and I follow him "your next appointment should be in four weeks. I wouldn't be your primary doctor so I will pass on your information to Dr. Millar-Willet" he informs me.

"Well in that case, would you be free anytime next week to grab a drink?" I ask him.

Damn since when I got this bold.

Hormones!

He chuckles, finally meeting my gaze. "Aren't you taken?" He inquired.

"No I'm not but I can tell you about it over some drinks" I press on with a sweet angelic smile on my face.

"What man would of want to leave a gorgeous woman like you?" He asks.

"Come and you'll find out" I state.

I will never tell him who my ex is. He might leave my ass alone at the bar once he finds out.

"Okay sounds good, let's swap numbers" he tells me and I hand him my phone to enter his.

"You have my number on the form, feel free to use it" I gesture and he smiles folding his lip into his mouth.

He's fine as fuck

What the hell am I thinking, I'm pregnant with the Don's baby if his goons find out that I've been out for drinks with another man, he'll be furious because ain't no way in hell they would keep that a secret from him.

"Here's your prescription and the photos from the ultrasound" he says handing me an envelope and I reach out taking it from his hand.

"Thanks and take care Dr. Clarke" I wave goodbye and he does the same.

Dionnis
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"You're making things worse for you Dionnis" Dust states in a pleading manner.

"So me supposed to stop dey and let them kill me off a suh?" I asked sounding a bit too aggressive.

"No you have it all wrong that's not what I was implying" he said in his defense.

"Look I am just trying to survive in here until you as my lawyer can get me out" I state firmly giving him a stern look.

"I know and I am working on it. They really do not have any evidence to support their case, they're just going by word of mouth but am pushing their buttons a little bit. I told them my client will sue them for misinformation and unlawful imprisonment if they keep you in here any longer. I'm just waiting to see if they will release you by today or tomorrow" Dust explains to me.

"Well in the meantime once nobody fucks around me they and I should be good" I smile and dust chuckles.

"I agree but you need a clean track record inside and outside of prison" he states and I roll my eyes.

Looking across the room watching Francesca as she approaches us. "Good afternoon everyone" she greets.

"Good afternoon Mrs Millar" Dust returns.

"Good afternoon Mummy" I greet in return.

"What is this I'm hearing you had some sort of altercation with another inmate and he had to be rushed to the hospital for treatment?" She query when seated.

"If he didn't interfered with me he wouldn't of been in the hospital. I got hurt too why they didn't mentioned that huh" I protest.

"A cut that you had to get four stitches for Dionnis?" She narrowed her eyes at me and I shrug my shoulders.

"I know you're not a wuss" she smirks at me and I chuckle leaning back into my seat.

"I will be back tomorrow once I get an update" dust says as he stands to his feet and leave.

My eyes focus on my mother and her body language seems off "you need to leave island soon, they're plotting on you next. Go with Dré" I tell her and she sighs.

"I really didn't want to leave you here alone" she says lowly.

"You either stop coming here willingly or I will deny all entry for you. I am trying to keep you safe from the system. I want you out of Jamaica by next week" I command and she nods in response.

"Why didn't you told me that I'm going to be a father" I query and her eyes opened wide.

Yep she knew.

"So all of you knew about the baby expect me? Wow" I state out loud.

My mother puts her index finger against her lips signaling me to be less vocal.

"She told me not to tell you, she wanted to be the one to tell you herself but here you are in prison" my mother says with distaste.

"Don't start, I did it for you" I state.

Francesca sighs.

"Besides she could of came here and tell me herself but she's too scared. Instead her eediat coworkers are showing up here everyday" I shared feeling depressed.

"Anéyah is here in Jamaica?" She says in utterly dumbfounded.

"Hmm... yes she is. This was their plan to put us behind bars" I tell my mother.

"Not them, she's not in on it... she has been helping me trying get you out of here" she admits.

She seems to be very close to anéyah and not even I can get in the way of that. She speaks so highly of her.

"I am mad at you for leaving that poor girl alone to raise a baby" she adds.

I sigh "mother you know that's not true" I glare at her and she matches mine.

"Anyways hurry up come outta yah and come handle your business before a next man do it for you" she says knowingly and I roll my eyes.

"Anéyah no mad and if a man know say she a mine and still entertain talk with her him dead too" I mutter.

My mother exchanges glares with a prison guard before adverting her eyes back to me. "I brought you some dinner" she signals the guard to come over and inspect it before I can take it behind with me.

He comes over and stand five centimeters away from the table as she raises the lid to show him the contents of what's inside of the bowl. He nods then walks back to his post and I look at her funny.

"You know him?" I inquire.

"Yeah he's one of my men, coulda been cocaine in dey he no business dat" she ties the plastic bag and hands the food to me.

"I have eyes and ears everywhere, just knore say a man cyaan step to you and get away with it" she kiss my forehead and lean in for a hug.

All this time I'm thinking my mother has left this life behind to be a woman of Christ but here she is still being respected by her workers on or off the job site.

The guard nods his head at me when I walk passed him, showing his respect.

I was looking forward to spending anéyah's birthday with her. I didn't had anything planned in particular but I was looking into getting her a turbo boost car for when she goes drag racing with her brother.

It's weird to see a beautiful, sophisticated woman such as herself being into cars and computers. She's definitely not an ordinary woman and she shouldn't be treated as such.

6:30pm

I ate my lunch after taking a shower now I'm alone on my bed with my thoughts.

I know anéyah is afraid of being engaged again but when I get out of here it's straight to a jewelry store.

"Your lawyer and brother is here to see you. You have 15 minutes with them" the same guard comes at my cell and tells me.

I roll my body sideways and stand to my feet. He opens the cell allowing me to pass through. The visitors room was empty with just my brother and lawyer sitting at a table.

"Wah gwaan?" I inquired.

"Excuse me I have to take this" Dust stands to his feet and sit at another table across from us answering a call.

"I linked your email to my phone just like you asked and I saw something from a DNA diagnostics lab" Dré says handing me his phone.

"It's the paternity results from Kira's child" I tell Dré and he nods in confirmation.

"You couldn't read it?" I asked him feeling both annoyed and anxious at the same time.

"Me? No my sick head woman" Dré points his chest and says making me laugh.

I open the email attachment and carefully read the results in silence.

The probability of the paternity test is 0%.

My face lit up with joy and relief. "I'm not the father" I state and hand Dré the phone so he can see for himself.

"Bloodclarrt you dodged a bullet bro" he chuckles while looking down at his phone.

"You ain't hear a dat me a pree, now I can really fix things between me and anéyah and get rid of Kira for good" I tell Dré.

"I hope so" he mumbles.

"I'm going back to Miami next week and I'm taking mommy with me. I hope you don't feel like we're abandoning you but we have the businesses out there that needs my attention and mummy needs to start her treatments" he informs me.

"No that good man, I understand" I assure him as I stand to my feet to bid him goodbye.

"When you reach back home see to it yourself that Kira moves out of my guest house, she can keep all the baby stuff and gift her 20k from my account" I said firmly.

"I got you" Dré says and dust join him as they leave.

What a relief now I can put all of my focus on the baby anéyah is carrying.

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