Loyalty

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Mirah POV

"Mirah wake up, ITS CHRISTMAS!" My sister and brother yell in my ears.

"Can y'all get out my room please and thank you" I said trying to sleep. I close my eyes again. I feel my cover getting pulled off me making the AC blast on my body.

"GET OUT YOU LITTLE GRIMLINS!" I yelled now getting annoyed. These kids are stressful. Thank God I didn't choose to go to Georgia tech.

"Mommy said to come downstairs for a nice warm breakfast" My sister says in the sweetest way possible.

"Fine I'll come. Just please get out" I told them. They left the room and shut the door behind them.

Finally

"TreyTrey with the red heart emoji two pink heart emoji with one circling around the other"

WHAT NOW

I ignored the call and went back to sleep.

"TreyTrey with the red heart emoji two pink heart emoji with one circling around the other"

OH MY GOODNESS

I grabbed my phone and swiped right answering the phone.

"Yes Treyvon Patrick Thompson, What do you want on this beloved day?" I asked in a tone.

"First, lose the tone right now. Second, MARRY CHRISTMAS BABY. Third, I want you to go downstairs please" He says in the phone. He hung up the phone which makes me tilt my head and groan. I know this man did not just hang up the phone on me like that. Now that surprise I had for him, he ain't getting it.

I wrapped my robe around my body and tie it together. I put on my bedroom slippers and open the door to go downstairs. I walk down the stairs and my face drop once I realize what he meant.

"SURPRISE!" All my friends says. This is the best Christmas surprise ever.

"BABY!" I yelled and run up to him hugging him. He picks me up and spins me around as we share a kiss.

"Bro we're right here, my son doesn't want to see this" Taz says covering the baby bump. Imani slaps his hand and rolls her eyes. We pull away and Trey puts me down.

"I'm so happy you're here" I said pecking his lips.

"Again.. my CHILD" Taz says. I stick up the middle finger and wave him off.

"Now let's enjoy this nice breakfast mrs.Johnson prepared for us" Imani says as she sits at the table.

"Can I get that for you?" Treyvon asks my mom.

"Oh yes darling, thank you" she says. She hands him the plate of bacon and scrambled eggs. He goes to the table and placed it down lightly.

"You know Mirah, now I see where you get your looks from" He says which made my mom smile widely.

"I like this one" she says pointing at treyvon. We all share a laugh as my dad enters the house.

"All stores are closed so I had to hustle my way to a dollar store" he say placing the syrup on the table.

"If it isn't Treyvon Thompson in my house, wassup my man" My dad says to Treyvon as he pulls him into a Bro hug.