Him and I

Chapter 40

Yall I posted this in place of my other books chapter, I was so tickled. I was struggling to delete it. If you see my chapters mixed please say something lmao!

(Time skip) Ty pov

Lately I've been stuck. I honestly don't know if I want to go to college. I've been talking to my college counselor. I'm scared to tell anybody I don't want to go. I feel because my dad works in the school I'm supposed to be all about education. I care about my education, but I don't want to put in the work. Id much rather stay home and care for Adonis. I don't know him yet but I'm sure he's gonna be an okay kid. My college counselor promised me she won't say anything to Dad because this is my life and not his. I agree. Im glad theres some kind of security in this place.

Right now Lloyd and I are sitting on the bleachers of a soccer game. Dad and Abigail couldn't make it because Abigail has been in pain lately and Demrest would be sad if nobody showed. I got her back. Always. These March winds are making me sneeze. I don't like it. I have on a hoodie, but my hoodie doesn't protect against pollen. I should be wearing a mask. Lloyd loves coming to the games. He says he always wanted to come, but knew I didn't so he never asked. I told him thats stupid. I should never hold him back from anything he wants to do. Long story short, we come to all the games now. Lloyd even takes us home after the games are over. He says Demrest is his sister now. What ever.

Truth be told I barely know how Soccer works. I just know to keep it out of our goal and put it in there. Demrest told me she plays defense. She said it's less running. I don't care. I watch carefully as she moves up and down the field. She's fast. My phone rang in my pocket ans glanced down and saw it was Anthony. I picked up with a yessir. "Abigail is going into labor, I'm going to get you." I cut him off and told him to just send me the diary and I'll make my way there. It's coming. It's really coming. Fuck I gotta get demrest. Lloyd and I raced around the field to the bench. I told the coach Demrest had to leave, its an emergency. He called a sub to the line. She jogged off the field. She looks upset. She immediately started to ask the coach what she did wrong. "Girl shut up and come on. Abigail in labor." She smiled and we began to jog to the car.

When we got to Lloyd's car he wasted no time cranking it up and pulling off. We were about 38 mins from the hospital. Lloyd was driving like I've never seen him drive before Demrest was in the back seat rambling on and on. I was sick to my stomach. What if I'm not a good big sister? What if Demrest isn't a good Auntie? So many thoughts, not enough time. We were at the hospital before I knew it.

We all walk in. We tell them we're here for Abigail. They take us to a quiet room. Anthony and Antrez are there. They're looking through a glass like window. I look through it. I see Abigail below. There's a blue cloth covering her. Dad is down there looking at her. He looks confused and scared. I'm not trying to be all in her coochie, but I'd love to see her give birth. It has to be cool. Abigail looks like shit though. Delivery is not treating her well. Her face is red and her hair looks a mess. Even though she has braids.

I glance at Demrest. She's staring in awe. Same is the same. We wait for a while before Abigail grunts. Our attention snaps to her. Dad looks at the doctor with wide eyes. He's coming. He jogs around the table and to her side. He's scared. I can tell. Abigail screams. Whew! This is kinda stressful. Abigail is pushing through. Before I can process it I'm crying. The doctors hand dad scissors. He cuts the umbilical cord. Pure happiness. They take Adonis away. He's not far. I still can't see him. They're wiping him down. They could be a little softer. Damn.

They pick him up and hand him to Abigail. She looks like shit. She looks down at Adonis. I smile. I glance at Demrest. She's crying. She's so emotional. I pulled her close to me. She puts her face in my chest. Demrest pulled it together. Lloyd taps my shoulders, pointing at the window. I tell Demrest to look. He's holding Adonis up to the glass like he's Simba from the lion king. Antrez is just looking. Babies look so crusty when they are born.