Baby Mama

19.

When Zaylee wakes up with a dirty diaper and even dirtier attitude, I pick her up and rock her back and forth until her cries die down. I kiss the top of her head and readjust the yellow bow on her head and then I go to change her diaper.

I don't get freaked out by shitty diapers anymore, as much as she poops. It's normal to me now.

After she's cleaned up, I make Zaylee a bottle and cuddle her on the couch. Riah comes to mind but I push that thought away and decide to find something to watch while I feed the baby.

It's after one when I glance at the time again.

My eyes fall on to Zaylee's soft baby features and I find myself smiling. She is so damn perfect and small, still. I can't believe it's been a month with her already.

"I love you, lil 'Phire." I whisper as I place a kiss on her forehead. The tiny smile on her face is enough to make my day and then some.

I finally place her in the bassinet and make my way into the kitchen to make myself some lunch. When I'm sitting back on the couch with a cup of noodles in one hand and a ham sandwich in the other, Kasey slithers her way into my thoughts.

I like her, a lot. Obviously. But I don't know why I'm so hung up on her. I think Zaylee has a lot to do with the way I feel about her mom but then again, I was drawn to Kasey before she gave birth.

I know I got Riah in my pocket but she's not who I want foreal. I'm starting to think it's always going to be Kasey for me.

Mercedes🍯🎰
Yhu betta let ya lil gurlfrien kno i ain't da one to play wit Saphhire. Ong get dat bitch beat tf up fCkn wit my blood

I reread the message a second time, unsure of what the hell Mercedes is talking about.

Yo whas goin on?? Tf u talkin bout??

Mercedes🍯🎰
Check yo bitch my nigga b4 I check ha for yhu. Periodt

When I call Mercedes' phone the first time, it goes to voicemail. She picks up the second time though and her attitude can be felt through the phone.

"Whatchu talkin' bout, ma? I don't know what the hell you goin' so hard for right now."

"Riah's lil bitch ass call herself draggin' my cousin name on social media talkin' like we won't pull the fuck up on her bitch ass. Kasey might not get down but I sho as fuck do. Especially bout my cousin so you tell yo lil bitch I said whas good."

Damn! I'm quiet for a second because I know this is about to be all bad. Mercedes been itching to get her hands on Riah.

"Aight imma call her and see what's going on 'cause I ain't been on no social media since yesterday."

A knock on the front door interrupts my train of thought and then the door bell rings next.

I know it's not Kasey because she got her own key. My stomach turns.

"Hold on, 'Cedes, somebody at my door."

I put the phone on speaker and get up quickly before whoever's behind the door rings the doorbell again. When I look thru the peephole, my heart squeezes tightly.

Shit.

"Aye, lemme call you back." I tell her quickly.

"That's her right now?"

"Yeah, imma call you back." I say while unlocking the door.

"Nah, dead ass, I'm finna pull up." Mercedes says and then hangs up right away.