Dirty Lay

Ant had been gone for almost two months and I missed him so much. I heard from him every once in a while because when he was on that water he hardly had service. I think since he had been gone I had spoken to him only twice and it didn’t take long before the line went dead. I hadn’t been feeling well for the past couple weeks and decided to go to the doctor for what I assumed was some lil stomach virus I couldn’t shake.

I signed in and had a seat in the waiting room. While I was sitting in the waiting room I overheard a girl talking to her mom and it put me on edge a bit.

“I told you that fuckin’ boy wasn’t gonna be there for you and that baby! Antoine ain’t nothing but a nigga out there playing games!” her mom said.

“Mom he does loves me! I spoke to Caramel and she said that Shine told her that Ant is offshore and that might be why I haven’t been able to reach him. You’ll see, he will take care of us,” the young girl said.

When I looked at her stomach she looked to be about six months pregnant. I wondered what she was doing her in this office because my doctor was a general practitioner, not an obstetrician. The nurse called a Shirley Castle and the older woman went to the back office so I guess the girl was there to keep her mom company. As she rubbed her stomach she smiled as the baby moved about.

She saw me watching and asked, “What the fuck you lookin’ at?”

“I was just wondering how far along you were and I apologize if I was staring,” I said.

“How far I am is noneya because unless this is your baby, you need not worry about it,” the young girl said with an attitude.

“Can I ask you something please?” I asked.

“What the fuck could you possibly have to ask me? Do you know me or something?” she asked.

“No I’m sorry for eavesdropping but I overheard you and your mom talking about someone named Antoine. I was just wondering if he was your baby’s daddy?” I asked.

“What’s it to ya?” she asked staring at me like I had lost my mind.

“I have a boyfriend named Antoine but we call him Ant and he works offshore too. He has a friend named Shine also and that’s why I asked,” I said.

“Hold up! What the fuck you just say?” she asked.

“I said I have a boyfriend named Antoine,” I said again.

“Don’t mean he’s my Antoine! They must have a lotta Antoine’s out here; this ah big ass city yea!” the girl said.

“You’re right, but what if it is the same man?” I asked.

“What does he look like?” she asked.

“About six one, brown skin, and he has a diamond grill in his mouth. Oh yea and he drives a 2012 Monte Carlo, a blue one,” I said.

All of a sudden her face turned up as if she were fighting back tears. I didn’t mean to upset her but I wanted to know if Ant was indeed her baby’s daddy. I wanted to feel bad for her but after the way she just mouthed off to me I wasn’t fixin’ to apologize for how she felt.

The nurse called my name to the back and I stood up and went through the door. After my vitals were taken the nurse gave me a cup and asked for a urine sample. I went to the bathroom and peed in the cup. I brought the cup back out after having written my name on it and handed the sample to the nurse. She led me to the exam room where I sat and waited for my doctor to enter.

After waiting 25 minutes Dr. Mason entered the room and reviewed my chart.