LIMH| Lean Into My Heart- Kay Flock

Chapter 27: The Birth

December 20, 2022

Kay POV

"Congratulations Kay"

"fuck you talm' bout? congratulations for what?"

It was 11 in the morning and I was called into the visitation room seeing my manager.

The nigga had a smile on his face.

Fuck so happy?

"Yo ass a father now nigga"

I was confused.

How the fuck did Justine give birth already if she due in January of next year?

I thought the nigga was fucking with me for a second.

"I thought she was due next year?"

"she was, but doctors said that due to ha stressing and worrying too much, she gave birth a month early. But don't worry though. She's doing fine and she gave birth to a healthy baby boy at 4:18 a.m"

My son finally hea.

"how she doing? she ight?"

"yea, them doctors said she doing fine and all sorts of shit. She gonna go home in the next 2 days too"

"who took ha to the hospital?"

"Jenn. Jenn said she called ha saying ha water broke and if she could take her to the hospital cause she knew she was due"

Jenn? why the fuck is Justine calling Jenn for?

She be acting like Jenn ha nigga and shit.

She could've called Dougz, Blu, Set, Nas, Lovee or even Maliyah's ass.

But Jenn?

Don't get me wrong Ion hate Jenn, but she really be calling ha for every and anything.

"What's his name?"

"Kaiyeer Roy Perez. Justine wanted you to give him a middle name, but you weren't there. I also brought the birth certificate so you could sign it"

Damn. and he got my middle name too? that's gon be my twin when I get out real shit.

I took the pen that my manager gave to me and signed the birth certificate paper for my son and girl then gave it back to him.

I know me and Justine not together, but I'm thankful for ha real shit.

"I'ma need you to see if you could talk to my lawyer about this sentencing stuff cause I'm hearing them niggas trynna give me 30-40 years knowing it's on self-defense. I'm trynna meet my son"

"Ight I'll see what I could d- Nah nigga this ain't no 'see what I could do' shit. I'm trynna get the fuck up outta hea. Get in contact with his ass and tell Justine I said to answer my fucking calls too"

I got up and walked away leaving my manager sitting all by himself to I guess rethink everything I had told him.

I'm trynna get the fuck up outta hea.

Especially to go see my son. I hate how I'm in prison and couldn't be there to see him be born.

Instead I got the news from a fucking visitation room.

I need to talk to Justine and make sure ha ass doing okay.

Cause all this ignoring calls shit is what I'm not fucking with.

Justine POV 3:36 AM

Brooklyn, New York

"Fuckkk" I was in my bed sweating, cursing, and even crying.