Helanie:
"What is going on?" I demanded, hands on my waist.
"Nothing," she insisted, but her voice started to break down.
"No, something is up. You guys need to tell me," I pressed again, this time with a lot more force.
"Nothing, I told you," Jenny stuttered.
So I turned to Lamar. "You told her not to tell me, right? What is it, Lamar?" I didn't like that he was hiding things from me. The way he scratched the back of his neck made me believe it was something really serious.
"You're pregnant and we don't want you to worry about it. But you're right. Maybe you should know," he muttered, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose.
Whatever it was, it had to be serious or else Lamar wouldn't have such a hard time telling me. We had shared so many secrets, so many painful memories, it made no sense he was this worried.
"You tell me," I pushed, trying to sound normal as if I was fine. He could share anything with me.
So he did.
