TEACH ME NOT 2 HATE LOVE

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🧑Nik Anthony POV🧑

"What are you waiting on, you dumb jackass? If you don't take me to the hospital right now, you will be the one to deliver this baby! And that's the last thing I want!" Tajea roared at me, bringing me back to reality. Well, somewhat. She also almost ripped the flesh from my bones. It's as if she had suddenly gained superhuman strength.

"Right." I helped her up from the bed. Get her and myself somewhat properly dressed before heading downstairs. But she didn't make any of that easy.

With every step and breath she took, she uttered some really nasty words. But I'm so used to her madness. Her lashing out at me. This didn't faze me one bit. I'm just glad little Nik wasn't here to witness her carrying on in such a vile manner.

I instructed Kenneth to go get the car, which he did. Afterwards, he assisted me with the crazy Tajea inside the car before driving us to the hospital. Of course, Tajea complains all the way there too. Giving me a damn migraine. I swear she was like a freaking, non-stop-wailing fire truck.

And just when I think she can't get any worse,

"That prick!" Tajea pointed at me while the nurses were taking her to the labour ward in a wheelchair. "He's responsible for this sh*t! Never again, Nik. You hear me! Not again!!!"

Ugh, I wish the earth would just split and swallow me up.

So this is the crazy woman I fell in love with and want to spend the rest of my life with. Sigh. I guess that makes me crazier.

Anyway, I called up the gang. McCarthy and Regina to tell them what's going down. And it seems they dropped everything they were doing and headed straight for the hospital. Mother was the last to get here, since she made a quick stop to pick up little Nik from school before coming here.

Everyone was inquiring about Tajea's situation, and I responded as best as I could. To the best of my knowledge, or rather, I told them what the nurses had informed me.

We. I've waited in the lounge for what felt like a decade, until a doctor came out and told us the good news. My baby boy is finally among us, and Tajea is alright.

Oh, thank goodness. Thank Jesus. I read that having a baby is a life-and-death situation. So I had to give thanks to the most high. Show appreciation that all turned out well.

Now it was time to go see my boy for the first time. But strangely, I was feeling nervous. Like all the walls came tumbling down. All the oxygen evaded the room. Why is that, though? I mean, I've been so anxious, anticipating for months now to see my baby boy. And now I'm hesitating. What's wrong with me?

As if sensing my dismay, McCarty, my best friend, gave me a shoulder pat and an assuring smile. He was silently telling me there was nothing to fear. That everything will be alright. This helped give me the courage I needed to go see my son.

And I will never forget this moment. The thrill I felt, the heartwarming sensation, seeing my son's beautiful face for the first time. Thank you, Tajea, my love, for presenting me with this precious gift. For giving me yet another blessing.

Oh, and it was hell for the doctors and nurses. Anyone, as a matter of fact, to get my son away from me once I took his tiny, delicate frame in my arms. It's like all my fatherly instincts have kicked in. I want to protect him from this dangerous world forever. I know that's crazy. But I will try my best to keep him safe. Be the father he deserves.

"So, have you two decided on a name for my handsome nephew?" Regina asked. Happiness and joy laced her voice.

Oh no, here we go again.

"No." Tajea was the one to answer. I decided to stay out of it, but that's just wishful thinking. "Nik, what do you want to name our son?"

Why me?

"Are you sure you want me to do that?" I ask cautiously. Making Mother, McCarty, and Regina curious about what's going on. No one asked, though.

"Yes. I'll agree to any name you choose." Tajea tried assuring me. But forgive me if I don't believe that after what happened several hours ago.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Nik. I am damn sure!" She snapped. That's what I was running from.

"Why don't you give him a name instead?" I was literally begging her.

"Why do you make it a habit to get on my last nerves every time?" She snarled.

"Alright, you two, today is a happy day, so don't ruin it." Regina cried peace.

"Well, it wouldn't be ruin if Nik would name our son already," Tajea complained.

"Alright." I've decided to just name my son. I wanted to anyway. OK. Here goes. Something that doesn't have Nik in it. Oh, damn it. I can't think about anything. "How about NikQuan T-jaye Donovan Phoenix?"

"You just couldn't help yourself." Tajea scoffed, rolling her eyes. And all the room erupted in laughter.

"That is why I told you to choose a name for our boy." I uttered, a bit embarrassed.

"OK. It's not a bad name." She produced a small laugh.

"OK, now that you two are done bickering, Uncle Mac wants to get a hold of his nephew." McCarty attempted to take little NikQuan from my grasp, but I didn't allow it.

"Well, someone is a little overprotective and clingy." McCarty sulked.

"I don't want my son to be tainted by your characteristics," Tajea said.

"And what is so bad about my personality?" McCarty asked.

"Do you really want me to answer that? Because there is so much I could say. It might take an eternity to finish."

"Well, that's my cue to leave. Oh, and congratulations again, my brother." McCarty gave me a brotherly hug and kissed my mom on the cheek before running off to his own business.

"Uncle Nik, can I hold the baby, please?" Little Nik requested, and I stooped to the little guy level and assisted him to hold little NikQuan.

Tajea and Regina had their little girl talk for some time. Afterwards, Gina congratulates us for the thousandth time and bids us farewell. Mother also left with Little Nik to get him something to snack on. Thus, giving me some alone time with my woman and our newborn.