Diana (Urban Fiction)

XVIII

"Awe shit, here we go again." Semére sighed, laying back. "I told Diana I was gonna leave you alone."

Reggie laid next to her, letting out a low chuckle. "I told you, Sem, that'll never happen."

Semére was never the type to admit she'd eventually want to settle down, especially after she built this reputation of having many and losing few.

Her and Reggie had just spent the night bonding in a more passionate way than most friends do.

"My only question is what are you still doing in my house? I have things to do, you know. I only get about 4 teacher institute days in the year."

"Well nobody asked you to fuck me on a Tuesday morning, shame. On taco Tuesday?"

"Get your shit and get out!" She laughed, pointing to her bedroom door.

"Let me take you to breakfast."

"Nope."

"Lunch?"

"Nah."

"Dinner, after I get off work , please?"

Reggie begged, leaving kisses trailing from her neck to her chest.

"Mhm, whatever, just get outta my face." She playfully rolled her eyes, throwing his boxers to him.

"And lock my top lock on the way out!"

Reggie collected all of his things, put on his clothes and left, bumping into, of course, Diana on her way out.

"Excuse me- Reggie?" She called out, but he was in such a rush to get to the office, he did a quick wave from his car and pulled off.

"Oh, that bitch." Diana chuckled, knocking on Semére's door.

"Coming!" She sang, taking about five minutes to unlock the door and let her best friend in.

"'Leave them drug dealing niggas alone' she says, 'I'm not fucking with Reggie ass no mo' she says." Diana mocked.

"Girl shut up, I can't help it if the nigga got a Mandingo. That ain't no motion in the ocean, it's a tsunami!" Semére exclaimed.

"You know, I didn't need to know that."

"Well now you do, how's my godbaby?" She rubbed on her stomach.

"We're currently 12 weeks, I just know it's a boy and he's doing fine. I gotta tell you about the whole explosion that happened Sunday night with my parents. They found out about Tyrelle and the baby."

"Oh bitch, was your mama crying?"

"Water works, then my dad was all like, 'you will be at the dinner and we will discuss this as a family.' Diana shook her head.

"You need to get your therapist to squeeze y'all in before they leave."

"They're not leaving til after the wedding, which is in December 31st.

"And when is the baby due?"

"December 27th."

"Fuck! They might as well move back down here! Those dates too fucking close you either need to miss the wedding or they need to postpone it."

"I'm having the baby natural so my healing process can be easier. Rochelle who teaches 8th grade said she pushed for eight minutes and was walking in five. And my parents, Their friend owns an Airbnb and is basically charging them rent til they leave."

"That's because Rochelle has a high pain tolerance. Why don't they live with Derek and Andra in that big ass mansion?"

"Derek and Andra love to fuck in that big ass mansion."

Semére rolled her eyes. "That lucky bitch."

"Don't call my sister a bitch!" Diana laughed.

"Girl if she fuck up one time, please call me."

The both bursts out into a laughing fit.

"Seriously though, you gon have your 4 day old baby at the wedding?"

"No, Tyrell's mother is watching the baby. Tyrell and I already planned this out."

"Now you know you're not going to leave that baby once you've given birth."

"I'm going to have to! It's only for new year's and I'll be right back after the wedding."

"Mhm, but don't go fucking that night either. Let ya pussy heal. Tyrell got a lil hook head, might have some stitches down there."

"Bitch shut up! Wait, he do?"

"You so in love, you can't see the shit!"

"Whatever, whatever! You coming to this dinner Friday or not?"

"I ain't got shit to do, I'll go. Your mama doing all the cooking?"

"Ma, Andra, and me. However, based off of Sunday, I don't want to be near my mama nor her wrath."

"Well we have all week to get ready for it, and as my civic duty as Godmère, that's ghetto French for Godmommy, I will be with you and my alleged Godson every step of the way." Semére rubbed Diana's stomach and smiled.

"You know what? I love you friend." Diana hugged her, letting a tear escape her eye before she wiped it away.

"I love you too. You hungry? We can order from that jerk spot down the street and watch Criminal Minds."

Just a cute lil filler chapter. How y'all feeling?