Her Last

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Tᴇɴ

It was a couple hours later and Leron and I were on our way to the airport to get Kiana and her boyfriend. I would get a couple pregnancy tests on the way back home. The thought of carrying Ken's child was always something I'd been comfortable with. Hell, even excited about. We would stay up some nights and just fantasize about our future. We wanted kids together badly. I thought that dream died when Ken did, but I guess I was wrong.

We didn't wait long for her once we got there. I'd only seen pictures of her so it was hard to recognize her. She had noticeably gone through many changes and was so beautiful in person.

"Baby sis!" I squealed as I embraced her tightly then rubbed her back.

I grabbed her shoulders and looked at her. It was our first time meeting and I was so excited, I just wish it was on lighter terms.

"Tiaaaa!" She sang.

We got introductions out of the way, loaded their bags in the car, and made our way back to Ron's house.

"Oh, we gotta make a stop before we get to his house then we'll get home." I said.

"Damn thanks for reminding me. I forgot you probably pregnant." Ron spoke. I immediately shot him a look.

"Oops." He blurred out.

I looked back at Kia and she had an unreadable expression on her face.

"Uh... surprise?" I said trying to get some reaction out of her.

She started crying then smiled through the tears.

"I'm gonna be an auntie!" She wailed with joy.

Getting the excitement out of the way, we pulled up to Ron's house. I introduced Kia and her mans to my momma and took Leron to his room.

"Wait wimme?" I asked him referring to the pregnancy test.

"Fasho." He replied.

I had bought five. I did three at the time and waited a little later to do the rest. It was the longest five minutes ever. I sat on his bed staring at the wall with my leg bouncing. I jumped at the sound of my timer going off.

"You want me to-?"

"No." I spoke, cutting him off.

I took a deep breath and made my way to his bathroom. I stared at them, nervous to flip them over.

"Ron I'm scared." I said on the verge of tears.

"Talk to me."

"I want his baby so bad. I know that, he know that, shit everybody know that. But what if I'm not a good mother? What if I can't do this without him? What am I supposed to tell our child when they ask about their daddy?" I felt a tear drop from my face. I just want the best for my baby. I'm scared. But if I'm not pregnant..." I took a long pause. "That means there's nothing left of him here."

"That's not true cuz. I swear his name gonna live on regardless. Through you, me, J, all us. We not gon let nobody forget, even if you're not pregnant. And if you are, you got this. You not gon ever be alone in this." he spoke rubbing my back.

I closed my eyes and flipped them over. The next thing I remembered was being fanned and my face being dabbed with a damp towel.

"She wakin up." Ron said in relief.

I tried to say something but I didn't have the energy.

"Shh, pumpkin relax." My mother cooed.

"Yeah you can't be stressin out the baby." Ron added.

I heard a slapping sound then an "Ouch!" from Leron.

Baby?

I just wrote a sick ass plot twist for this story & I can't wait to post it‼️ Anyway, introducing POVs in a few chapters.