WHEN IT HURTS (part 3)

Osman

Angel walked past us, swaying, leaving me grinning, my teeth out like a fool I was. How I wish I never got to see her again. It took everything from me not to follow her and ask her how she had been. She looked great,I may say. But why do chics get hotter once you break up with them? ” Dee’s better!” I consoled myself. We headed home as thoughts twerked all over my mind. Why did we break up in the first place? I was descreet enough,I believe, players should be,right? I was to have a kid in a months time so I had to suck it up and push the thoughts aside. I know it killed her not to turn back and sass me, which had me cracking for a while. Meanwhile, Dee was all over the place cursing,” that flat a** b***h!who does she think she is huh?” Life as it is,is full of Karma which came back to bite my ass hard.

Angel

Wow. That is all I had to say,I was short of words after driving back to my house. Suddenly, all the memories hit me, as I slowly sipped my wine, and since I deleted everything to do with Osman I just sat there, surely, before you start judging me, I am human and sometimes you just miss someone who was once your happiness. But with Dee? Full of his seed ? I was shocked, but there was nothing I could do, I can’t go back go him obviously since now he has a family, and now I knew that it was barely six months since I left, meaning he cheated way many too times before.
This was my ticket to completely move on, and let this handsome guy I met during one of the fashion runways while I was displaying my designs. It was time I gave him a chance anyway,since he has never given up trying to pursue me.I have to let go of the small part that told me to hold on a bit longer, painful as it is.

Osman

Three months in and Dee’s pregnancy had started showing,I knew for sure I was going to be a father but never did I imagine her being the mother,Karma,right? I had somehow forgotten our little encounter with Angel at the mall and that got me going for a while. Funny enough,I was loyal now and had deleted all the contacts of my usual Shag mates and focused on Dee and our baby. Not by choice but because this woman had threatened to sue me if did anything stupid. I had to play nice . That might leave you asking why I didn’t do earlier enough if I really loved Angel but I’m a man,we sometimes make decisions according to our balls perspective.
“Osman you son of a gun! The baby is coming,” Dee called from upstairs. The baby had the worst timing on earth, I was busy trolling Manchester United who were behind against there bitter rivals Arsenal and here she was. I rushed upstairs and helped her down as we headed to the hospital. Doctors took her in and I was left at the reception waiting. Fate was really messing with me,there she was,with a big belly, alongside her was this tall handsome guy with curly hair helping her out, Angel. Was I seeing right? Is she, pregnant? How the hell did she? That might sound stupid but the thought actually crossed my mind so no judgement. Anger, remorse and pain were all holding a conference within me,how the hell did I let this and she still looked beautiful with the pregnancy.
We had to stop meeting like this,I prayed.

Angel

Again? Damn. After all those months of avoiding the specific mall I met Osman and his bitch who always looked angry whenever she saw me, I changed my shopping centre, and there life was so smooth. The man I was with now was so much better, there was so much peace in my life I really didn’t even know what I missed until I walked out of my previous marriage. This guy was serious about loving and cuffing me, he even went to an extend of helping me file divorce papers and heal in the best way he could. He was the love of my life, that I could say. I was happy , glowing, something I didn’t know I could have one day, considering Osman didn’t give me peace, i always had to worry about where he was or who he was with, and I’m glad now this man that I was with never gave me reason to doubt or have sleepless nights. He was the best, and now here I was, going for my baby clinic, 8 months pregnant, and in the same hospital, Dee being rushed to the delivery room. My scans showed that I had twins, what a blessing. I was so happy and I couldn’t wait for the arrival of my babies, I decided to keep the gender as a surprise for my mans, and I wanted him to see when I was giving birth. Dee was shouting insults at me when she was being wheeled away, and I shit Osman a glare that told him that he better fix his wife’s temperament or it wouldn’t end well, because it wasn’t me who cheated in the first place.
I went for my daily check up, leaving Osman and his shouting bitch behind. I was so done with this.

Osman

Turns out the baby was as stubborn as the mother,Dee was still in labour for 3 hours straight and I was busy avoiding my wife, sorry,my ex-wife and the guy. It hurt yeah, I had let go one of the most amazing woman out there and here I was laying face flat on a bench avoiding her. “Hussein Osman” the doctor called,” Your wife just delivered and we need to talk!” I gathered up courage and followed the doctor avoiding Angel’s stare. “Your wife delivered a beautiful baby girl but we have an issue. She needs a blood transfusion asap if she’s to survive and we figured since you are the father, your blood should be compatible with hers. So you have to donate some for her.” I was shocked,turns out my kid was suffering from rare blood deficiency sickness that I had to donate blood for her to ensure her survival. “I’m ready when you are doc”. Meanwhile, Dee was all over yelling and cursing me for God knows what,all that spiced up by the fact that she saw Angel. “Which blood type did you say you were Mr Osman?” ” I’m O negative doc” I answered. “Then there might be a problem,you are not the father”…

To be continued….