Sasha
*Beep Beep*
Turning over Cracking open one eye to see the time Shit! I slept through my first alarm again. Jumping out the bed running I run to the bathroom to do my routine.
When I finish getting ready I look to my right where the crib is. I walk towards it to see my seven month old son still sleeping. I take a moment to take in my greatest gift in life. I start to rubbing on his belly "wake up Poppa " it takes him a minute to wake up. When he fully opens his eyes they hold confusion probably wondering where he's at. "Hi big Poppa" he looks at me then start to kick his feet smiling hard.
Picking him up giving him a kiss on the cheek making him laugh. "Let's get you dressed handsome" I hurry up and start getting him ready for the day. He doesn't give me hard time getting him dress so we get done with some spare time.
Putting Don in his car seat I grab my bag and the diaper bag I rush out my apartment door. Quickly trying to leave out the building before my landlord came out asking for last month's rent. Yes I'm almost to the door "You got the rent for me" I here from behind me, Damn so close. Turning around to the old man "I get paid next Friday so I'll have rent Mr. Rogers" l tell him. "You better or y'all asses is out" he says before closing his door.
Making my way out the door I feel the cold breeze hits my face, I hate the cold. I make sure the blankets are on top of Don because he's just like me and he'll have a fit. I get to my car and I put him in the back making sure the car seat is secure.
Driving over the speed limit a little bit making it to Don's Father's house. Getting him and his stuff out the car I walk to door banging on it. Few bangs later the door swings open "what!? Why you banging on my door at eight o'clock in the morning!?" The older woman yells at me. "Is Jamal here Ms. Peters? He's suppose to watch to Don today" I rush out saying. She has this smug look on her face "No he is not here" she says it with a little attitude.
Taking my phone out I try to call Jamal and it went straight to voicemail. Trying two more times the same results happened. I look back to his momma who still has that same look on her face. "Well can you watch Don until Jamal comes back?" I ask her. She frowns then looks down at my baby then back to me "Hell no I'm not watching the boy!" She yells making me jump a little bit. She points at me "He cries to damn much for me. You and that baby got to go so I can go back to bed with my man".
"But this is your grandson?" I raise my voice little not understanding why she's not helping. "No one told you to lay down fuck on my son and get pregnant so that's your problem you deal with it" she says before slamming the door in my face. The slam scares Don making him start to cry. Son of a bitch!
I finally got him to calm down in the car, looking at the time I only have 10 minutes left to get to class. Picking up the phone to dial my sister's number hoping she would answer and after a few rings she does. "Hello" I can hear the roughness in her voice telling me I woke her up. "Hey sis, I'm on my way to school and I have Don with me. I wondering can you please watch him for today? I would really appreciate it Nikki" I beg her.
"Yeah I can do it but you're going to have to pick him up before I start my night shift. Would you want me to pick him up now?" She responses. "Thank you so much and yes I would love for you too". "Okay I'll meet you there, I'm getting up right now" she tells me. Saying our see you later we hang up.
Finally getting to the campus I park where Nikki said she'll be. "Thank you so much for this sis, Jamal ass wasn't at home and his damn momma didn't want to watch him." I take out the diaper bag out handing it to her. "It's no problem Sash. I told you to stop relying on him now look at you missing class. Just drop him off with me before class for now on because I refuse for you to fall behind" she tells me making nod.
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The Three of Us
RomanceSasha Parker is a 22 year old college student. She has a seven month old son named Don. She juggles taking care of son and making sure she's passing her classes. 23 year old Morgan Jones the all star small forward for the UMass Men's basketball team...