6 - Pregnancy.

"Are you okay?" Isis asked her with a concerned look on her face. She could tell that something was off with the way she was so quiet. The Pheonix she knew would have jumped up and asked her how her first day went, especially with the fact that she was the one who told her what to wear.

Without a word, Pheonix handed a kit over to Isis and she immediately recognized it as a pregnancy test kit.

She was worried before, but now she didn't want to believe what she was thinking was true. "What are you doing with this, Pheonix? What's going on?"

"I'm pregnant." Without hesitation, Pheonix dropped the bombshell. "Yayyy," she added sarcastically.

Isis's eyes opened wide in shock as she told her about the pregnancy. She didn't want to believe it at all, despite the fact that it was very believable, judging by the fact that Pheonix wasn't a bad girl, unlike her.

"What are you talking about?" She collected the kit from Pheonix and checked the result, and truly, it tested her positive. However, she still didn't want to believe it was true. "You do know this could be a mistake, yeah? You should do it twice or thrice before jumping into the conclusion that—"

"I've done it ten times, Isis," she cut in and let out a heavy sigh. "You can check the refuse bin. It's all showing me that I'm pregnant. Ten kits can't be making the same mistake, can they?" She raised an eyebrow at Isis.

Isis shook her head and Phoenix nodded, before collecting the kit from her and dropping it on the stool next to her, then she lied down on the chair, staring at the ceiling.

"What do we do now, babe?" Isis asked her, her face showing concern and intense worry. She knew the consequences of her being pregnant at that point in time, so she had to think of all possible things that could be done. Besides, Pheonix is her best friend, and she can't live with seeing her in that manner all day everyday, moody and unhappy.

"What to do?" She scoffed, then stood up from the chair and sat up, facing Isis squarely. "What else do you think I'd do in a situation like this? I'm removing this pregnancy. I'm aborting this shit."

Isis squinted her eyes at her, something she does when she tries to show someone that she didn't hear the person well, or that she doesn't agree with what he said. "Aborting the pregnancy? Can you even hear yourself? Do you know what harm that can cause you?"

Pheonix instantly shook her head vigorously, not wanting to agree to Isis's words. She raised her right palm at her, in a way to motion to her to hold her words. "Really, Isis? This is a touchy time for me, so don't start with your holy pieces of advice again. I'll be the one carrying the weight and burden of the baby if I keep it, not you. So, please, don't try to dictate to me what to do. Please," she said to her with a very stern look on her face, before dropping her palm. Then, she looked away.

"Calm down, babe. I'm not fighting you over your decision. It's just…" her voice trailed off as she remembered the last time Pheonix aborted a baby. She had lost so much blood that it scared her so much that she felt she was going to die.

That moment, she had sworn never to engage in anything that would bring about an unexpected pregnancy. But here she was again with the same mistake. Not her first, second or even her third time. It was her sixth pregnancy!

"...you know aborting a baby now might be harmful to you, Pheonix," Isis pleaded with her like a mother would do to a child.

"And this isn't my first time doing it, Isis. I said I can't keep this baby. I don't know who the father is!" She raised her voice a little, in frustration. As if that wasn't enough, she kicked the stool in front of her with leg, visibly pissed about the fact that the father was a stranger.

"You don't know?" Isis raised an eyebrow at her. "It ain't Jason?"

"Girrrrl, what are you even sayinggg?!" Pheonix poked Isis gently and then facepalmed herself. "Jason? Do you realize the last time Jason and I had sex? It's more than a month now."

Isis stared at her in disbelief. Sometimes she wonders how she was always able to cheat on her boyfriend, despite claiming she loves him. She had tried to advise her a lot of times but since she never listened, she didn't bother anymore. A stripper would always be a stripper, she would always tell Isis. "So, who then? One of your—"

"It's not just any man. I know this guy," she muttered and let out a sigh. "Dude, if I can meet him right at this instance, I wouldn't abort his baby. He's way too hot and he fucks so good for me to abort his baby. We could just get married and fuck everyday," she blurted out, much to Isis's disgust.

"Here we are talking about what solutions we could make use of, and you're telling me you want to fuck the man again?" Isis shook her head at how unserious her friend can be sometimes. She felt hot a little, so she unbottened her shirt and removed it, leaving her in just her bra and skirt.

"What do I do then?" Pheonix asked sarcastically, knowing fully well Isis wouldn't have any solutions that would favour her.

"You said you know the man, didn't you? Then go meet him!" Isis shrugged.

Phoenix chuckled lightly before replying. "You think that if I know him, I'd still be here sulking? I don't fucking know this man, babe! I can only recognize him when i see him in person!"

"And who's he? You don't know his name or stuff? Where did you two meet?" She questioned her, still hoping that she'd find out a way to trace the said man.

"Oh my God, Isis. I said I don't know him. I have literally no information about him or what he does or where he lives!" She flapped her hands as she spoke, buttressing the fact that she knows nothing about him. "He was the man I told you about when I went for a night stand a couple of weeks back. He was the last man I had sex with."

"And how come you don't know his name? Thought you knew the names of all the men that frequent the club?" Isis raised an eyebrow at her, though her question was meant to spite her a little bit.

"Yeah, but he doesn't come to the club. It was my first time seeing him. And he never even introduced himself!" She wailed, then she recalled something faintly. "Oh, yeah, he did. But that was while we were fucking and he wanted me to moan his name."

"Then try to remember the name!"

"Girl, I can't! He was fucking me so hard all my focus was on his fucking dick in my horny ass pussy! I only moaned his name so he could fuck me harder, girl! It didn't stay in my memory one bit!"

Isis facepalmed herself, feeling like her best friend was so foolish. "How could you have let a random stranger fuck you without condom? Thought you had lots of that?"

Pheonix chuckled loudly. "You'd never understand until you find the right man to fuck you. You'd never want it with a condom again, and will always demand for it raw. I promise you," she said and got up from the chair, then wore her flipflops. "Going in to take my bath, then to think of what I'm gonna do about the baby." She added and began to walk away from sitting room.

"Just don't abort the baby!" Isis called loudly after her and let out a sigh. "What a lousy day for me," she muttered to herself and groaned.