Shawty

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Its been 4 months now. Shit been pretty good, on my end at least.

The twins, them niggas still act the same. They argue ova the dumbest shit and then smoke like shit cool. But that's the only way I'd want shit to be.

They come ova almost everyday or wheneva they wana eat, which is every fuckin day. I always tell them to stay the fuck home, but Yanny greet them with open arms.
Ty, he been MIA for awhile but he call sometimes. He went back to Detroit cause he miss people out there and he feel outta place here. When he told me that, I just said iight and moved on.

Yanny? She pregnant cause of a real nigga like me. At first, she was scared. Sayin how all she knew was abuse as a way to raise a child, cause of what she been through, and she ain't want our child to go through that.

I had to let her know that when the baby here, shit will change. She ain't gon think of abuse cause all she gon wanna do is care for and love our child.

Afta all that, she started to calm down and things was good again. She bout 4 months pregnant and somedays shit get hard from her crazy ass mood swings to her wakin up late wantin damn pickles and rocky road icecream.

But she still my shawty. Even though she get on my fuckin nerves sometimes.

I pulled my shirt ova my head and walked to the livin room to see Yanny on the couch. "U bout ready to go?" I asked.

"Can u put on my shoes please?" She wiggled her toes through her socks and I laughed. Afta I put on her shoes, we left for her appointment. We took a seat in the office "What u thinkin bout mama?" I mumbled, throwin my arm ova her shoulders.

"About the wedding" she smiled and laid her head on my shoulder. "If I want a big wedding, we'd have nobody to invite. I have no family, unless u wanna invite some family from Detroit" she looked up at me.

"Naw, ain't happenin"

She laughed "I kinda figured. Anyway, I'm sure Nike, Ty and Sam still don't really like me so that only leaves David to come"

"Do u want a big weddin?"

"No, just thoughts. I'll be happier if its just us. We'd have some real alone time in a beautiful little cabin. Just nature, my husband and me" she smiled "But if Davids comes, that's fine too. It doesn't matter"

"I'll talk to him bout it but I know what that nigga gon say already. U started lookin at dresses and shit?"

"When I'm bored, yea. I already have one in mind. I'm getting it custom made. Its gonna be amazing"

It made me happy as fuck to know she was happy. The fact that even though we both came from a rough past, hers a lil rougher, and is able to look past all that shit ti have a nice future together is somethin I neva pictured befo'.

Even when I try thinkin bout my life without Yanny, she still find a way if poppin up in my shit.

"Are u happy we're gettin married?" She asked randomly "I know u don't really show feelings or express them, but I just need to hear it"

I kissed her forehead "I'm happy we gettin married shawty. I wouldn't want my life any otha way and imma do whateva I gotta do to keep u by my side. U wanna know why?" I looked down at her and she looked up at me "Cause I love you from the bottom of my heart. U gotta nigga sprung ova here and I ain't neva let them words come outta my mouth before. Cause I'm a real ass nigga"

She laughed and slapped my chest "U had to throw that in there. "

I shrugged "I like seein that beautiful ass smile" she kissed my cheek "Naw gimmie a real kiss"

"We're in public Terrell." She mumbled.

"Ion give a shit. Come here" she laughed again as I grabbed her face and kissed her "I'll keep it simple. Till we get home"

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