"God knows I love her
Didn't mean to hurt her."-Anthony Hamilton
3 months later.
Bray POV
Monday
It's been three months since Naunie left. And I've been miserable. I hate waking up without her here. At first Micah was mad as hell with me. Didn't talk to me. Wouldn't eat because she thought that was hurting me I guess. Talking back. Tearing shit up. I couldn't take it no more. I called Camille and she started coming to get her to take her to spend the weekend with Naunie. She started getting better. I on the other hand haven't. I miss her.
My phone started ringing breaking me from my thoughts.
" Yo?" I said into the phone.
"Boy that is no way to speak to your mother." My moms sweet voice said through the phone.
"Hey ma."
"Hey baby. I need a favor."
"What's that?" I asked.
"Come get all my things and I'll drive my car over." I was confused.
"Huh? What you mean?"
"I want to move in now. I know you're lonely with Naunie. And I'm worried about you." I was kind of relieved. I had been asked my to move in because she's getting older and I'm worried about her health.
"On my way."
I locked up the house and headed to my moms. When I got there the house was damn near empty with the exception of the things she was bringing.
"Who helped you pack up your house ma?"
"Just a friend." She smiled walking to the truck. I put her things and made my way to Lewis mansion to get Micah.
When I pulled up to the house I just sat in the driveway. Every time I got here I got the urge to go in and get my baby back but I always pushed it to the side.
"I'll go get Micah." My mom said getting out of the car. I sat there for a few minutes. Then my mom walked out holding Micah's hand with her weekend bag over her shoulder.
The car ride was silent.
"She's back at school." My mom said referring to Naunie.
"That's good for her." I said.
"And she-" Micah started.
"Micah." My mom said looking back at her. The hell they got going on. Does she gotta new nigga or something? I'll look into that later.
When we got to the house I helped my mom out. Then got her things and Micah's bag and took it in the house.
"I'm going to get started on dinner." My mom said.
"Alright."
I said taking her things to the guest room. Then throwing Micahs bag in the laundry room so I would remember to wash her stuff.
"Micah." I called.
"In my room." She answered and my made my way down the hall to her room to find her playing with her dolls.
"You had fun this weekend?" I asked while taking her out some night clothes.
"Yes Uncle Bray." She said still playing with her dolls.
"That's good. Grandmas cooking dinner. Your going to take a bath and go eat."
"Ok." She said. I went into her bathroom that was attached to her room and ran her bath water. Made sure to put some bubble bath in because she won't take it without them.
"I'll be back. Call grandma if you need anything." I said kissing her forehead before heading downstairs to the kitchen.
"Ma I'll be back. Micahs bath water is running it should be done in a minute."
"Ok you be careful now hear?" She said kissing my cheek.
"Yes mam." And with that I left. I went to the trap to look over the books. Count my money. And make sure everybody was doing what they were supposed to.
*
When I got home the smell of good Southern cooking filled my nose.
I walked in the kitchen. And my mom and Micah were already seated eating.
"Your plate is in the microwave." My mom said. I got it and sat down at the table. It was a plate of Jambalaya, cornbread, black eyed peas, and green beans.
After I ate I sat back in my chair a little as my mom made my dessert plate. It was a big slice of peach cobbler with one scoop of vanilla ice cream on top.
"Goodnight grandma." Micah said hugging my mom. "Goodnight Uncle Bray." She said hugging me. I kissed her all over her face. She giggled then ran up the stairs.
"You're going to make a great dad." My mom said more to herself then to me. She knows how I feel about Lauren and this baby I don't even know why she said that.
"You know how I feel about her."
She looked at me for a minute.
"Oh yeah." She said.
"Ma how do you know you're in love?" I asked as I washed the dishes.
"Well baby. Everybody feels differently when they are in love. Like for me when I fell in love with your dad I couldn't stop thinking about him. I didn't feel right when we werent together. But when I fell in love with you it was different. You and your sister completed me. I thought I couldn't stop thinking about your father but after yall were born yall consumed my every thought. Everything I did was for yall." She explained.
"That's kind of how I feel about Naunie."
"I know. But when you hold your child for the first time you'll fall in love with him in that very second. You'll love Naunie even more for giving you that something that you loved so much too."
The fuck?
"Ma Lauren is the one who is pregnant. And I'll never love her. And she's not having a boy she's having a girl. You and all this talk about babies really getting on my nerves." I said drying my hands and walking up the stairs. I checked on Micah and she was sound asleep. My mom was making her way up the steps and when she reached the top I kissed her cheek.
"Goodnight ma." I said and walked in my room.
* * * *
Friday
It was 3 in the morning and my phone would not stop ringing.
"What!?" I yelled into the phone with my eyes still closed.
"Nigga don't what me! Get your ass up here and be with my daughter while she has your daughter!"Lauren's ratchet ass mom said through the phone. I hung up and got in the shower. After doing my hygiene I put on some sweats and a hoodie and my Bred 11s. I didn't bother waking Micah or my mom I just left.
After about 15 minutes I pulled up to the hospital and got out. I went to the front desk.
"How can I help you?" She asked.
"What room is Lauren Jones in?" I asked.
"513. She's getting ready to deliver. May I ask who you are to her?" The last asked.
"Her baby's dad." I felt disgusted just saying that.
"Oh you can go right up."
"No thanks." I said going to sit in the waiting room. I didn't wanna see that baby be born. I really didn't want to there to be a baby but God had other plans so I guess I'll make the best of it.
About an hour later Lauren ratchet ass mom came in the waiting room and stood in front of me. She had bright ass orange weave. And wore some plastic looking ass outfit that showed too much if you ask me. And some clear Jellys. My 5 year old niece wears Jellys why do her old stank ass got them on.
"Bray." She said popping her gum.
"What!?" I spat. I don't see how Lauren came out so fine. Her mom is a straight hood rat.
"Your baby is here." She said then turned around and started walking. I got up and followed her towards the elevator. She pushed five and waited for it to go up.
"You know your ass should have been up here while she pushed your child out." She said still smacking on her gum. The elevator beeped and let us off.
When we got to Lauren's room she was holding a little girl.
"Your daddy is here." She said to the baby. I stood by the bed and look at her. She was dark as hell for a new born which was flag number one. I'm light skinned and Lauren is brownskin and she's darker than both of us combined.
"Want to hold her?" She asked.
"Nah. I want the DNA test." I said.
"Do you really need it? Look at her. Yall are practically twins." I laughed this bitch is crazy.
"Yeah and your momma can be a model. I want the DNA test Lauren."
After having the nurses swab all of our mouths we waited.
She didn't name the baby yet because I wanted the results first.
When the nurse came back in hours later we all looked in her direction.
She passed us each an envelope. When I opened it, it read..
I,Braylon Amari Henderson am EXCLUDED as the biological father. The (CPI) is 0. The Probability of Paternity is 0%. I AM NOT THE THE FATHER.
"Told you go look for your baby dad." I said and left out the room gotta go get Naunie back.
