| "OVERHEARD" Part 19 |
Author: CBW1986
DISCLAIMER: Story material is not based on actual events and all content (with the exception of character names) is completely fictional, as a result of creative story telling for recreational purposes only. All story material is copyrighted and all rights are reserved to the original creator.
Briana awoke the next morning alone in her bed, and was grateful. She hoped that meant Eli had left her house so she wouldn't have to deal with him or any more of his questions, but then, that's when she started to feel bad for the way she had been treating him lately. Briana had been pushing Eli away and not allowing herself to give or even put forth one hundred percent in effort. She didn't want to be that way because she knew all too well, what it felt like to not get as good as you give.
Suddenly, Briana felt a nauseating churn in her stomach and quickly got out of bed to go into her bathroom. She knelt on the cold tiled floor and emptied the contents of her stomach inside the toilet bowl. Briana placed her arm on the seat and rested her head, her breathing labored. She continued to spit out the nasty excessive saliva that drained into her mouth, until she felt she was completely done vomiting. This had been a regular occurance for the past week and a half and Briana had ignored it up until now. She prayed that it was just food posioning the first three days, and after the third day, she figured she had to be sick, but she didn't have a cough, a fever, or any aches that went along with the flu or stomach virus, so she now, feared the worst.
Briana stood up slowly, flushing the toilet, and cautiously made her way to the sink where she washed her face and brushed her teeth thoroughly. She looked in the miror and hated the refelction she saw looking back. She was supposed to be a Christian woman who brought the word of God to many people by way of music. Briana had a very large fan base consisting mostly of young women, because her non-traditional R&B gospel style of music really appealed to them, and the fans she'd meet in the airport, on the street, and in stores, always told her how beautiful and talented she was, and what a great role-model she was because she kept it real. They looked up to her and now here she was...possibly pregnant.
Briana started to cry into her washcloth as she thought about all the pepole she would be letting down and the spectacle that would be made when she began to show. And if that wasn't enough to think about, Briana silently began praying for God to restore her memory as to which man could be the father...Eli or Tyler. She had slept with Tyler only once about a month ago, during a make-up turned make-out session, but had been sleeping with Eli consistently for the last five months .
She pressed the warm cloth against her eyes to stop the tears and perhaps too, the dull headache that she was beginning to get.
ELI : "Good morning."
BRIANA : (jumped startled) "Eli! I thought you were gone."
ELI : "I slept on the couch last night...gave you some space." (leaning against the bathroom door frame)
(Briana looked up at Eli. He didn't look like he got much rest, and now, neither did she for that matter)
ELI : (seeing Briana's red eyes, asks) "You okay?"
BRIANA : (takes a deep breath, looking away from Eli, not even halfway ready to answer that question, and simply nods her head)
ELI : "Um..." (pausing and taking a couple steps into the bathroom towards Briana) "I'm on my way out, I just wanted to say this before anything happens today...that I'm sorry."
BRIANA : (looking at Eli)
ELI : "I'm sorry for pushing the issuse last night about..."
BRIANA : "Eli, you don't have to apologize..."
ELI : "No, I do. I just...(looking down then back up) "Whenever you need to tell me something, or wanna tell me something...I'm here. No pressure."
BRIANA : ("Was that a sign, God?" she wondered) "Well, I wanna apologize too."
ELI : "For what?"
BRIANA : (shrugging one shoulder and biting down on her bottom lip) "For not giving you one hundred percent."
ELI : "Hey..." (rubbing up and down Briana's shoulders) "I just want you to trust me enough, and feel comfortable enoughto give that one hundred precent. Like last night when you told me you had an abortion..." (pain shot through Briana's heart) "...that was really personal, and I appreciate you for telling me."
BRIANA : (staring past Eli, nodding her head)
ELI : "Just know that I'm here for you...no matter what."
BRIANA : (gave a slight smile to Eli) "Thanks."
ELI : "Okay." (kissing Briana on the cheek) "Now, I gotta go. I got this new cat flying in from Miami...we're probably gonna be in the studio all day."
BRIANA : "Okay." (reaching up and hugging Eli almost involuntary, like a magnet drawn to another magnet, finding it hard to let go) "I guess we'll talk later. I got that event tonight in Atlanta, so..."
ELI : "Oh, yeah...the who's who in ATL."
BRIANA : (playfully rolling her eyes) "The Mecca Banquet." (stating matter-of-factly)
ELI : "Yeah, the black-and-in-charge awards."
BRIANA : (smiling wide and shaking her head at Eli's lame joke)
ELI : "There it is...I just had to see that beautiful smile before I left."
Briana stood blushing, as Eli kissed her on her forehead. He headed through her bedroom, downstairs, and out the door, to start his day. Now what would Briana do about her's? She had a very full and busy day ahead of her: a morning radio show phone interview, a sit down magazine interview, an appearence to make at the new community center, and a flight out to Atlanta, to an event she was sure Tyler would attend. What would she do if she saw him? What if he was with Gelila? What if he tried to talk to her? What would she say? Briana closed her eyes, shook her head, and inhaled deeply. She would just cross that bridge when she got to it, but the first thing she needed to do was make a doctor's appointment...
To Be Continued...
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