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“Leave a note.”
“Prez says no more notes.”
I started to ask her to text him for me, but decided this was the least of my problems. Reluctantly, I put her on speaker and entered his number into my contacts.
“Is that all you need?” Minni asked.
One of the sweetbutts, she’d have to know where to go for women’s problems. So, I asked her. “Preferably somewhere I can get in right away.”
“For an abortion?”
“No, for a test. A checkup,” I squeaked.
“Who’s this for?”
“Me,” I answered honestly. “Just need my yearly checkup,” I lied, but sprinkled in the truth, “Ain’t had one since I moved from Arkansas.”
“Need a checkup right away. Right?” she inquired, sounding all too curious.
Fuck. “Minni, I need this kept between us.”
“You’re smashing the boss, ain’t you?”
“No,” I bellowed. I didn’t have time to dispel rumors at Royal Road. I shouldn’t have even asked her. “I’m engaged,” I reminded her.
“Prez doesn’t do favors for nothing,” Minni said, matter of factly. “Pretty soon he’ll expect you to pay up.”
“Seriously,” I whined. “You can’t tell anyone I asked.”
Before I could hang up on her, Minni gave me a recommendation, but I could tell by her voice she thought I was nothing but Kingpin’s whore.
None of that mattered because the dull pain lingered. I called and the women’s clinic scheduled me in right away to see a nurse practitioner. Driving myself there was out of the question. I thought about getting my neighbor Connie to drive me, but a member’s wife, she’d tell him, and he’d tell Hallow. I didn’t want to worry my fiancé when I could just be having bad cramps. I opened the app on my phone and requested an Uber.
Sitting in a hospital gown, my ass sticking to the thin paper meant to keep the padded table clean, I found out I’d been right. I was pregnant. A couple months so, at least. My world spun. Elation took over. Then worry. Still having cramps, I was bleeding. Something wasn’t right.
Then came the questions. How were my periods? Irregular to say the least. The door opened and my nurse was joined by a man, the actual doctor I found out as I took his clammy, harry hand. They had all kinds of questions about my sex life. I’d only recently had one, Hallow being my first and last. But there was no time for me to be too embarrassed. Everyone around me had a nervous energy as they hurried along with my exams. Doing an ultrasound, they confirmed the worst. There was no heartbeat. Plus, I was farther along than they’d thought.
The tears were instant. Although the possibility had hung in the air, I hadn’t been prepared for the news. The nurse tried to comfort me. They said I’d have a procedure to remove all the tissue. They were fixin’ to scrape me out like a pumpkin. The good news was, they could do it today.
“Do you have anyone to call?” she asked. “To help you process the loss?”
Looking over at my purse that sat on my bundle of clothes, hiding my drawers. I knew my phone was inside. But I couldn’t call Hallow. Not being able to contact him really stuck in my craw. A simple hello was all I needed, but I could put him in real danger.
“Do you need me to get your purse?” the nurse asked.
I nodded.
Saving face, I searched for my phone and found it. The nurse stepped out of the room. Staring at my phone, I didn’t have anyone to call. I’d never get a hold of anyone in my family and if I did what would I say? Anyone at the club, I didn’t want them to know my situation and tell Hallow.
Fuck, it was almost noon.
Thumbing through my contacts, I halfheartedly clicked on a name. I shot a text to Kingpin. “I can’t come over and practice today.”
He answered right away, “Who’s this?”
“Lordalmighty. How many women do you see?”
“Eve? Eve Angel Newberry.”
