My baby

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Yn-so evidently I would think I can trust you no more because what I just saw doesn't prove anything.

Yn POV

Hi, I'm Yn. All of that stuff you read up there, me and Tre😑 is having a argument because he doesn't know how to hold a play baby, so I don't think I letting him have a baby by me! He dropped this baby on its head twice, I wonder did he ever go to 9th grade, ugh.

Tre POV

Hey lil ones, I'm Tre. I'm with Yn and she mad just because I dropped the baby alive on its head, twice. well at least it wasn't real so..

Tre-does it even matter? It's a fake baby*plops on the couch*

Yn- yes it matters. It depends on if you have a baby, you have to take care of the baby.

Tre- ugh*face palms*

Yn, emotional self, ran upstairs and slammed our door. I went up after her and knock on the door.

Tre-baby? Babe, I'm sorry.

Yn-no your not.

Tre-how come?

Yn-*opens the door* go change her diaper.

I held in my groan and went down stairs, and changed the baby's diaper. Yn came down stairs and wrapped her arms around me.

Yn-I see practice makes perfect, huh?

Tre- mhm, no.

Yn-how come?

Tre-it's just crazy, what if I already knew how to take of one?

Yn-you could have told me before I bought this baby, dumbass.

She went into the kitchen and sat on the island. I sat in one of the chairs and looked at her. She laid down and looked the other way.

Yn-what Tre?

Tre-I love you*kisses her cheek*

Yn-mm, I love you too. Ger'Miah is coming over.

Tre-ugh, her and Brandon?

Yn-yes, and Bre.

Tre-and she had her baby? Omfg

Yn-*sits up and hold him* yea then we're gonna have a baby, then whatever else happens.

Tre-*holds her waist*huhh, this is all so hard, have you ever been a parent before?

Yn-yea in 9th grade, which I don't think you went if you can't hold a baby.

Tre-*thrusts against her* well I can hold one if we make one.

Yn-😑nigga

Tre-*goes faster* but don't you want one by me?

Yn-y..yea but--

She got cut off by Ger'Miah opening the door.

Yn-hey Miah, Tre we'll finish this later.

Tre- hi Gerald

Ger'Miah-hi douchebag.

Yn-Yall stop where's Brandon?*goes outside to the car*

Brandon- hey Yn*hugs her*

Yn-*hugs back* hey Brandon. Where's my baby?

Brandon-*takes her out the car seat*

Yn-*holds her* aww *walks in the house and sits on the couch*

Brandon-*brings in the car seat and diaper bag*