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Chapter THIRTY FIVE - King & Qveen

Chapter THIRTY FIVE

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August 8th, Wedding Day

Aliyah

"Wake up baby, today is the day." I heard my mother's voice say as I laid in bed with my eyes covered. I knew her voice from anywhere and right now it was the last thing I wanted to hear. She began to nudge me to get me up, little did she know I already was. I hadn't gotten any sleep at all last night. I just laid in bed with my eyes closed, thinking about today and my future after this. My thoughts ran wild and occupied my mind so that I couldn't even get an hour of rest.

I groaned as she kept touching me over and over again. I wanted her to just go away, but all hope was gone when I heard the voices of Paris and Ava come into the room. I knew I had no other choice now, so I turned over to face them. I removed the pink bride's mask from over my eyes and looked at them as my mom held her phone in her hands, and I knew she was recording me. I grabbed the end of the cover quickly and pulled it over my head.

"Go away," I said in a muffled tone, but Paris soon snatched the covers from my grip and pulled them away from my body. I shot up in the bed and rubbed my face. I sighed dramatically and glared at all of them for no apparent reason. I was supposed to be the happiest one of them all, but here I am the most grumpy. I was really stressing myself out more than I should. I only knew one person that could mellow me out, Andre.

"Oh my God, why do you look like you haven't slept in ages? You have huge bags under your eyes Aliyah." Ava said in concern as she sat down next to me on the bed. My mom paused the camera and sat down on the opposite side as she rubbed my back.

"I haven't. I didn't get any sleep last night. I had too many different thoughts that occupied my mind. What time is it ?" I asked as I held my head. Surprisingly I didn't even have a headache. I'm glad I didn't drink a lot yesterday so that I wouldn't be feeling bad today. Well, that bad, today I felt nervous, scared, and many other different things that could describe me.

"It's seven. We have a lot to do today miss," Paris said and I sighed. I was happy that today was here, but I just had so much on my mind where I wish today could wait. I feel so tired where I want to stay tucked in bed until tomorrow morning. That was out of the question though, I was going to make it down that aisle if I had to crawl on my hands and knees. By the end of the day I would be Mrs. Andre Khamari Holmes.

"Don't be so down. Get up baby, you have to start getting your things together. Today is all about you getting down the aisle to your husband and I will get you there if its the last thing I do. Now, come on, Ava ordered everyone breakfast." My mom said as she rubbed my back. No matter how tired I was, I mustered up a weak smile and stood up. They all were right. I had to look at the bigger picture.

"Okay, I'll be on in a few. I'm going to freshen up a bit first."

They all nodded and left me alone in the room. I headed for the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste. I squeezed a small amount on my toothbrush and did my routine. Once I was done, I picked up the small little white stick off the counter and analyzed it. My eyes grew wide once I saw the two lines on the thing. I stood up and looked at it more, and it didn't change. I picked up the other one and just like the first, it read the same thing. I held my hand over my mouth as I looked at them in shock. This could not be right, well it could, but ...

I put the test in the top drawer and slipped into my robe, while I looked at myself in the mirror with stunned eyes. I pulled the shirt up over my stomach and just stared at it. In a few months my flat stomach won't be so flat anymore. I turned to the side and held my stomach in my hands. I couldn't believe this right now, but I knew it was true. The signs were there, but it was just hard to believe right now. Never in a million years would I have imagined to be pregnant with my second child at 24.