𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 | 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐨
𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚,𝐆𝐀
𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟐, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

" Courtney ma slow down, it aint going no where beside yo stomach and out yo ass." Kentrell laughed as I stuffed my brown rice into my mouth.

I mugged him, and slowly chewed the food before swallowing.

" Eat my ass." I flicked him off, and he smirked.

Today was my firtst day of school, and I xam say it was pretty good. Bur Ian really eat today so thats why I was so hungry.

" How was school today tho?" Ben asked and I shrugged.

" It was coo I guess, met some new people." I shrugged.

" Awwe, look at our baby making friendss." Kentrell cooed, with a small pout.

" I feel like a proud parent." Ben wiped his fake tears.

" Oou yall so stank." I mugged them, feeling my stomach rumble, causing me to place my hand on top of it.

" Yo pants still feel tight on you?" Kentrell asked and I nodded.

Over the last month, I've gained like 5 pounds, so alot of my clothes weren't fitting.

" I feel like Im missing something." I mumbled. I've been feeling like this all day.

" Like what?" Kentrell asked.

" Ion just so-OH SHIT! Where's my phone?"

" Whats wrong?" Ben asked, as I frantically looked around for my phone.

" If I get my phone I could tell you." I looked at him, shaking a cover out and down fell my phone.

I quickly picked it up, seeing it was no cracks on it, and unlocked it.

" Its some test in the bathroom." Kentrell snickered, and I shot my eyes at him, seeing him and Ben holding big smiles on their faces.

I know I said I wanted another baby, but damn, so soon? I huffed and walked into the bathroom and got onto my period app seeing I was suppose to get that shit damn near a month ago.

To hell with my life.

I know I said I wanted kids again, but ian mean THIS soon. I shoulda known them niggas was plotting on me on the 4th of July.

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes, as I opened the drawer, pulling out 3 pregnancy test.

I literally just started school, and I already know this pregnancy is going to take on a toll on me.

I opened the packs, amd pulled my pants down, and sat down on the toilet, as Ben and Kentrell busted throw the door, scaring the fuck outta me.

" EXCUSE YALL! Get the fuck out!" I mugged them and they smacked their lips and walked out.

I did what I needed to do, before washing m hands and leaving out the bathroom, seeing Ben and Kentrell dancing around on the couch making me mug them.

" Oou yall get on my nerves." I sniffled, with a small huff.

" Whats wrong? You not happy or something?" They stopped dancing.

" No, its not that, Im just scared, this is my thrid time being pregnant, what if something happens before I have him or her, or when they get older." I began to cry again, and they came over to me.

" Aint nothing gonna happen to you or our kid or kids, ight." They hugged me, which only made me cry even harder.

Ughh, fuck am I even crying for?

" Now, stop cryin pretty girl." Kentrell wiped my tears.

I heard a sniffle, and I looked over at Ben seeing his back facing us.

" why you cryin?" My lip began to quiver again.

" Ian cryin, Imma whole gangsta out here, fuck you mean?" His voice cracked.

" See yall gon make a real nigga cry mane." Kentrell smacked his lips, and I looked back seeing his eyes were teary.

" Stopp, yall gon make me cry too." I pouted.

" Ok ok, lets stop cryin, and be gangsta and see if these test is positive." Ben stood up, making me groan.

Kentrell stood up, and helped me up. They quickly walked to the bathroom, and I trailes behind them slowly, my body filled with nervousness.

" Why you flipped them over." Kentrell asked, as I entered the bathroom. I looked at him and shrugged.

" Lets each flip them over on the count of three." Ben suggested, me and Kentrell nod.

" Ok, one, two...three." We all flipped them over, and my heart dropped.

Anddddd Imma just leave yall with that.

its been a li minute since I've done a double update, but this is basically just a filler.