You don't have to read the original to read this. And in my opinion this one is better, and lives up more to its title. With that being said, let's get the fuck started bitches.
#1 - fuckboys (march 31st 2021)
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"Good thing I'm always with you. Since yo water broke while I was laying between yo cooch." I laughed as I dried my head and hair off with a towel.
She held her stomach as she breathed in and out slowly. I put on a green sweater then my shoes.
"I thought you peed on me." I had a case of the giggles and she was silent as could be. I sat on the bed and she came in between my legs.
She sat on my leg, then pulled the joggers onto her legs. She wanted to wear a specific outfit going into labor because she does the most.
I grabbed the fuzzy socks and put them on her swole feet. I slid the slides on her feet, grabbed the oversized shirt and put it over her head. She put her arms through the hole then stood up.
"I can't wait to see my baby girl." I rubbed her belly and she sighed. I stood and we walked out to her room.
I grabbed my car keys and the diaper bag, we walked out the house and to the car where I opened the door for her and she got in.
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"Nevaeh Liyah Evans." I held her, never wanting to let go. But eventually I had to give her back to Amiri so she could breastfeed.
"I'm a fatha." I paced, "and not one person knows." I rocked back and forth.
"Fuck, my momma gone kill me." I mumbled, I took the Percocet out my pocket. I threw it down my throat and sallowed it.
"Nigga, what did you just take?" Amiri questioned and I turned to her. "Percocet 30." I went to sit at her bed side.
"I can't wait to leave from here." She sniffled and I nodded, "you look good even after birth."
"How you feel watching it?" She asked me and I shrugged, "I was in more pain then you just seeing it." I explained and she looked at me with the straightest face.
"I wish it was a way you could feel what I just had to go through." She sighed, and I smiled because I knew what I said was false.
I would never want to give birth. If I was a lady I would not let a soul nut in me. If so, I'd be popping plan Bs and getting adorations left and right.
Plus every baby ugly but my daughter.
"Can I be the one to strap her into her car seat?" Nevertheless I was static about being a fatha.
If only I knew how hectic it was 'bouta get. Only if I could prepare myself for this setback.
24th saturday
It's almost been a week since Nevaeh been home and I'm tired as hell. I had no idea it was gone be like this.
Nevaeh cries, a lot. She's either crying, eating, or sleeping. Trinity was not like this, from what I remember, she was talking by seven months, and never cried, just mugged or snapped her fingers when she wanted something.
