if you see these men, RUN. || (DAVE EAST) (CHRIS BROWN)

Chapter 72

Q Grey
I held the picture, trembling. Hands shaking and thoughts runnin a mile a minute in my head.  Eyeing the picture, trying to make sure that was ha. Cause last I knew, Jen ain't have no fuckin kids. Maybe I was tweakin. What if the shit was a fake belly? Couldn't be though. She was wearin a sports bra so ha bare stomach was out.

Jen ain't have not one child that I knew about. And if she had one that passed away, shit woulda been talked about fasho. By Elroy especially. Nigga woulda always used that "yo baby died" line if that was the case.

Flipping through the book, I looked for more pictures of her pregnant...but I couldn't find no mo. No baby shower invites, no sonograms. Just that one picture. And there was nun on the back of the picture other than the words 'Jennifer 2003' written in black ink.

So shit was fasho ha.

This shit was bugging me out. Bugging me out bad. I wanted to call this lady right now and ask all my questions. I had too many.

"Bae! What song did you say she liked again? It was something by Sade."

Putting the picture back into the photo album, I squeezed it back into the 2003 slot and gave Pri my attention. "Um yeah. It was sweetest taboo a sum shit. The results should pop up if you um...type that in."

"...you okay? You look like hella red..."

"Who, me? I'm good. Good as a muh."

"Alright." She chuckled. "Come on let's get started for yo aunt come home."

"You right." I nodded, taking every other album between 73' and 98'.

"You sure you okay? You look like you seen a fuckin ghost." She chuckled. "I'll fuck that ghost up. Like which one of y'all spirits want smoke. I'll fuck em up fa you."

I put on a fake smile, waving ha off. "You too cute. But I'm good. Come on. Help me carry these albums back to the pool house."

Taking half of the albums from me, me and Capri made our way out of the house and outside.

I wunt gone trip yet. Cause I knew there was a logical explanation fa everything. I knew Jen was gone tell me some long story and make everything clear fa me.

Or...I just wunt gone bring it up. Act like I ain't see shit. I wunt posed to be in that room anyways so it was saving me a little bit. That sounded like the best idea. It wunt any of my business.

She coulda gave the baby up fa adoption. She prolly wunt ready. Prolly ain't want to think about the pain a giving ha only child up. So you know what, I wunt gone pry. I was just gone leave it at that. I ain't need to stress about it.

I needed to stress about this gift and ha party bein tomorrow. That's what I needed to worry bout.

***
Capri Martin, the next day
I had to get an early start to my day. I didn't wanna get out of bed so early but me, Q, Eli, and  my friends were supposed to help decorate the hall. Q even got some of his cousins to help which I was so thankful for.

I loved what he'd been doing for his aunt. This was the most effort I've seen him put into a project and I was so proud of him. He pulled this off so well with only a week of planning.

We stayed up all night making the gift for her. Cutting and gluing, painting and coloring. Editing and adding music to clips and shit. It was so much work but we got it done and everything turned out perfect.

I was so excited to see everything play out. I just knew everything was gonna go perfectly. And I couldn't wait to see Q's face at the end of tonight. How happy he was gonna be to see how well his plans worked.