𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗬/𝗟.𝗕.

XXI

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"I'm gonna be an uncle again?!" I yelled. "MELO. Shut the fuck up." Mya covers my mouth. "Please don't tell Zo yet." She told me.

I nodded and she let her hand down and I look at Ally. "How long are you?" I asked. "2 weeks." she smiled a little.

"Damn. I hope it's a boy." I smiled and she did too. "Here he comes," Gelo said and we all switched the conversation.

Ally and Zo were still mad at each other and so they wouldn't talk unless we were all talking.

"Why do you look so red?" Zo turns to me. "Cause." I shrug. "You look like you just ran the mile?" he started looking at me.

"Man look away." I laughed and Gelo did too. I look at Mya and she had her head down on the table.

I walked to her and sat next to her. "You good baby?" I asked rubbing her back. "Mmhm." she hums and lifted her head looking at me.

"Would you have a baby with me?" she laughed and I smiled hard as fuck. "I mean if you ever down for that." I said lowly.

"I'm down." she laughed and I did too. "Our babies gone be cute." she said and kissed me. "We might start early if you keep kissing me like that." I smiled.

"Okay Melo." she rolled her eyes.
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Everyone had left and it was just me and Zo again. "Ally I'm sorry for everything," Zo spoke lowly.

"Don't seem like it Zo." I sighed and looked at him. "I know what I did was wrong and I promise you I won't do anything like that again okay?" he stood up and walked to me.

I felt a cramp in my stomach.

"Oh fuck." I groaned holding my stomach. "You okay?" Zo stops in front of me. "Oh yeah, my stomach just hurts." I lied and he tilted his head.

"Baby you're probably hungry." he rubs my stomach. Only if this man knew.

"No, I'm not it's fine," I said and got up walking to our room. How am I gonna tell him?
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"Babe! Do two plus two." I put my hand on my hips looking at Melo. "It's 4 ain't it?" he questions.

"You shouldn't have to question that." I laughed and he did too. Me and Melo were making a cake cause we were bored so why not?

"You put the butter on the pan so it doesn't stick." Melo said popping the stick in the pan. "Nigga you use oil." I glare at him.

"Oil?! Baby who the fuck raised you?" Melo puts his hand on his chest. "Nigga who raised you?" I raised my eyebrows.

"A black dad and a white mama. You were obviously raised by a white dad and a white mom cause ain't no way in hell you use oil." he shook his head making a disgusted face.

"Boy, I was raised by an Asian mom and a Black daddy." I shook my head. "Man I don't know." he laughed and I smiled while he put the butter in the pan some more.

"So I was going through your messages and that nigga from Walmart texting you and shit. What's up with that?" Melo asked putting everything together while I wiped the tables down.

"Why are you going through my phone?" I asked him. "Cause you go through mine?" he mugs. "So why is the nigga texting you?" he looks at me.

"Nigga were only friends. Calm the fuck down." I smacked my lips. "Nah that nigga want you huh? I bet you want that nigga too." he started.

"I don't understand how you can be so flirty and shit and then turn into this jealous ass nigga in a second." I huffed.

"Yeah, I'm jealous. You my girl the fuck?" he puts the cake in the oven. "Well, I'ma need you to stop on ya jealous shit because it's not cute."  I lean on the counter.

"But it's okay when you're jealous?" he questions. "I'm not bout to sit here and do this." I rolled my eyes sitting on the couch.

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