The Bite: Past, Present, Future

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Nyah is such a freaking spoiled brat. She is such a freaking brat.

"Nyah you are too heavy can you please get up?" I asked trying to drag her across the bedroom floor.

Her period cramps are way too bad for her to walk she claims.

"I'm dying inside. I need medical attention quickly. Hand me my Googly."

"It's called the internet, you are fine..."

"I am sure you made the word internet up. I am not fine, in fact, I am bleeding to death."

"You weigh what seems to be like a million freaking pounds," I said and let her hit the ground.

"Owwwwwwwwwww," she said, as it was a thud.

"Oh, please you are not hurt, Ny."

"I am in pain." She held her arm in the air.

"Ny, I am like ten pounds compared to you. I can't carry you, plus how are we going to have sex if you..." she jumped up right off the floor.

"Somehow, I feel so much better. Now, what were you saying love?" She smiled.

"We are not having sex, Nyahima." She threw herself back to the ground grabbing her stomach.

"Chepi your mother hates me and wants me to die." Chepi let out a tiny laugh. Be both looked at her.

"Did she just laugh?" Nyah asked.

"Yes, aww Stella said this would happen. Babies finding their voices."

"So, she can talk? Tell your mother to.."

"No, silly she can't talk. It's just things babies do. Didn't you read the book I bought?" She just nodded her head.

She knows she didn't read the book.

"Well, you should know then." I smiled picking up Chepi.

"Right, I am going to shower," she said.

"Say bye mommy," I said waving Chepi's tiny hands.

"Bye, bye little human baby" Nyah joked.

"How about we go take a shower with mommy? Yes?" Chepi smiles up at me.

We went and joined her to shower.