Hello everyone, I'm back with another story and I really hope you will enjoy it. This will be a story with chapters and I'll update as soon as possible. Okay now on with the story. I do not have ownership of "Power" or any of its characters, sadly.
She thought her eyes were lying to her as she saw the results of the test. That the positive sign was a figment of her imagination, unfortunately it wasn't.
Pregnant, how could she be pregnant of all things right now? She knew how, that one night stand with her husband. She chuckled, one night stand with her husband? That sentence didn't even sound right in her head. That's how far their marriage has sunken, that their intimate moments together were only moments. That they were so rare it felt unreal, that it actually caused problems for everyone involved.
But that night she didn't care, it finally felt like she won her husband back. From the drama on the streets, from the fight with Kanan, from Angela, she rolled her eyes at the thought. Nobody else mattered, only her and Ghost did that night, and no one could take that away from her. But now look at the consequences, the cause and effect by their actions.
A baby, a new arrival to their already big and hectic family. Yasmine is still a baby herself, only two years of age and the twins are only fifthteen years old. So another baby, right now? That simple thought alone overwhelms her, not to mention the pregnancy she would have to endure. It made her stomach sick and the room begins to spin. She quickly takes a deep breath in before exhaling. She needs to calm down, she couldn't tell if it was the hormones of the pregnancy or the fact she was psyching herself out. Either way she needed to calm herself down. For her sake and the baby's.
She touch her belly and looked down, there was a small bump right in the middle. It was only three months ago her and Ghost hooked up so she wasn't showing too much. But still, someone with a keen eye such as Ghost or Tommy could spot it, and it was only showing in the first trimester. Imagine the second trimester and how she would look. Even with maternity clothing, Ghost would still know something is off and when something is wrong to him, he never let it go.
Tasha sighed before getting off the couch, she began to pace the living room floor thinking of other opinions of what she was going to do. She could just not tell him. But that wouldn't work, how in the world would she hide herself for six months without anyone noticing? She could raise it on her own. How was going to raise her child without his or her father? What would be the story? He died before you were born? No too much explaining to do, he left us when you were a baby? That's a good way to make a child feel loved, Tasha thought.
Every idea or solution Tasha thought of was immediately shot down by another problem. She began to feel stuck, she wanted to just be upfront and tell Ghost but she would be afraid of the empty promises he would make and she would be hurt all over again. Not only her, but the kids, even the baby too. It was just too risky to take his word for it. She knows she's not blameless in this mess either. She had an affair with Shawn which only divided the family more and their marriage. But she didn't do it to the point Ghost did, and that has left a pain in her heart ever since.
Tasha takes a deep breath and reaches for her cellphone. She begins to dial in a number and patiently waits, she heard the ring from the other line and hope they would pick up. She may not know what to do, but she can at least ask, it was better than nothing. The caller picks up the phone and she hears a male voice on the other line.
"Hey Tommy, can you head over to my place for a sec?" Tasha began, "I need to talk to you about something important."