Pregnancy or No Pregnancy

Jenny's point of view….

I stirred and opened my eyes. It was not too dark and I could not believe I had slept for long without Susan waking me up. Or is she trying to be good?

  I stretched myself and yawned, my body felt stiffed like I am not the one waking from sleep now. I was supposed to be relaxed, not otherwise.

  I scratched my eyes trying to wake up fully. I was fully awake in a minute and placed my feet on the floor. That moment a knock came at the door.

  "Perfect timing"

I hissed audibly. The person at the door is lucky I am not still sleeping if not my shadow would have answered him or her.

   The door opened before I could invite the person in, I was ready to lash at the person when I saw that it's Susan. I held my peace instantly.

  She walked in and sat on my bed then stared at me.

 "Were you sleeping Jenny?"

She asked with a soft voice. I had to stylishly clean my ear to be sure I heard her correctly.

"No I was not"

I mumbled to myself. She saw that I was and still asked.

    "I was. Do you want me to do something for you?"

I asked politely.

   "No, sorry about the way I have been since you came. It's just mood swings. You understand right?"

"I do sis, I understand perfectly well"

  "Okay, since we are on the same page. Kindly get something for me to eat. Thank you"

  She said and stood up then smiled at me and left the room. I was lost momentarily on why she suddenly became nice. I know what pregnancy can do but then I am no fool. Susan, pregnancy or no pregnancy, she is so sassy and manipulative and above all, she lacks human empathy. We are two different individuals, sisters but not rational.

   We just happened to find ourselves in one place and there is nothing any of us can do about it.

   I am to get something for her to eat yet she did not mention it. I am no mind reader, I hope she was not expecting me to know exactly what to get her and I don't want to waste my energy preparing something she would not take so it is better if I go ask her.

   I stood up and left for her room, getting to her door, I heard her talking.

   "Well, he has not been back since. It's not like I care. I don't need him to survive. There is no special thing about him and lately has been an ass"

She said and went silent. I don't need anybody to tell me she is talking about her husband. That was a mean way to speak about anyone's partner. She should at least show some respect. The question is why is she doing this?

   "I told you Vivian that Zain does not satisfy me as I want. He behaves like a different person whenever we are making love. I know he doesn't love me so I am not pushing it. There is always an option"

  She further said and I bet I know the lady she is talking to. Her best friend Vivian, the lady who blutantly told me on my fifteen birthday that I am too young to find love. She knows that Zain was my boyfriend, but she pushed Susan into dating Zain. I have a score to settle with her.

   "Alright, I will talk to you later…..Yeah, she is here with me….. she arrived earlier today…. I don't know about that but I will keep an eye on her. She is still my kid sister and boys should be the last thing in her anganda now…. Take care, bye"

  And that, she went silent.

I sighed and waited before I knocked.

   "Come in please"

I walked in after closing the door behind me.

   "I came to ask you what you will want me to prepare for you."

I said standing upright like a servant taking orders from her madam.

   "Did you get oat flour?"

"Yes we did"

I responded.

"Good, make an oatmeal for me. That will be all and please make it snappy."

She gave her order and I bowed then left almost immediately.

  I got to the kitchen and set out to make her oath meal for her. I was sure what would be the time so I assumed it could be 4pm.

Zain's point of view….

   My meeting with Mr Thomas was successful and we concluded our business deal. He already made fifty percent payment and will pay the rest when I am done with the ad for him. It's been two hours since I left home and I was dying to see one person, Jenny.

   I was becoming more fond of her by the minute. Instead of me missing my pregnant wife, I am missing my ex. Is that not insanity?

   I drove through my driveway and packed at a good spot. I got down and met Owen at the sitout with his earbud in his ears, listening to some music I guess.

   Owen has been with us for a year now, doing his degrees and I can say he has been helpful. He is a kind brother I will have over and over again. He has his flaws yet we roll, nobody is perfect.

  We have this bond and I could share anything with him but one thing I can't share with him is my past with Jenny.

    "Owen"

I called out to him and he looked up.

"He bro, you are back?"

"I am. What are you doing outside?"

"Getting some air into my lungs. What's up with your long face?"

He asked a bit worried

   "I am stressed out. What about others?"

   "Inside I guess."

"Alright"

I replied and walked in. I met no one in the living room but heard noise in the kitchen. I decided to see who is in the kitchen, if it is Susan.