August.
"August, nice to see you again." Dr. Carr smiled.
"You as well."
Baybeh girl was here for her seven month appointment. She big as hell, but I ain't tellin' ha dat. It's April and she due in two months.
After all'at shit happened in February, we been cool. She still a hothead, but just kissing on her a' make her chill out. Her lah' freaky ass ain't changed.
It's been almost four months since we been together. It would be da day after Mel birthday, on'a fifteenth. Even though she said she ain't wanna get together on ha birthday, we still did.
Anyway, my brudda' woulda made twenty five next week. The New'Awlins lifestyle don't allow ya to see dat age, and that's what it did ta my big bro. The fucked up place we called home. We ran the streets and made money because that's what we had ta do.
New'Awlins wasn't a place where you can just have fun without watching yo back. Da only good dat came out of dat city was food and Mardi Gras. And even still, niggas was dying.
Running the streets took my brudda from us. He was da one we all looked up to and loved. He made err'thang better. Shit would be different if he was still here.
People say thangs happen fa a reason, but ion feel like dat. He wun supposed ta go so soon, but it must'a been in Gods intentions. I know he looking down on us, but it ain't da same without him.
"August?" A soft voice asked as a finger wiped under my eye. "Are you okay?" I shook my head no.
"I'll be in back whenever you're ready to continue." Dr. Carr says before the door opened and closed.
"Talk to me, August." Draya grabbed my hands, and pulled me closer to her. I sighed and let her hands go to start rubbing on her stomach.
"I miss my brudda, man."
Ion wanna feel like a burden or have her feeling like she gotta sympathize with me. She dealing wit ha own issues and I need to deal with my own demons.
"I can't say I know exactly how you feel, but I've been where you are. You lost your rock, your best friend. I felt the same way when I lost my parents and grandparents. It doesn't get easier, August. You never really accept the fact that they're gone and that's what hurts the most. The only peace of mind that you have is to realize that they're watching over you." I looked up ta meet her teary eyes. She sniffed before wiping her eyes. "They'll always be with you even though they are not here physically. They are your angels as Mel is all of yours."
She was right. Mel been watching over us the entire time. Be wit us all da time; just not physically.
I sniffed then wiped her face.
"I ain't mean ta make you cry mama." I chuckled a little. "I'm in hea cryin' like'a lah bitch."
"Mourning, grieving, crying and missing somebody doesn't make you a bitch. It's a part of human nature and it's okay to cry." I just nodded, taking her hands into my own. "It's okay to talk to somebody about how you're feeling, too. Let your guard down and put your pride aside sometimes."
"I unda'stand ma." I released her hands and placed mine on both sides of her enlarged stomach. I bent down and kissed it.
This kid is a blessing. He, in a way, has changed his father and his mother.
Torian, because he ain't the same bitch ass nigga that he was. Still don't like his ass, but reality is this kid is his. No matter how you look at it. He foul as fuck, we can agree on that, but at least he partially being a man about it and takin responsibility for his actions. I say partially because he still ain't told his wife.