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𝘙 𝘢 𝘲 𝘶 𝘦 𝘭 𝘭 𝘦 ✧
Raquelle laid on the chair, staring at the monitor anxiously.
Today's the day they find out the gender of the baby. The teens both watched as the doctor moved the doppler around her stomach.
She squinted before smiling at the screen. "Ok, you guys ready?" She asked.
Raquelle nodded while Carlos still stared at the screen tryna see something.
"It's a boy!" She exclaimed.
"Yes!" Raquelle smiled brightly. She's always wanted a boy first.
"Don't cry mama." Carlos told her as he wiped the tears that fell down her face. She poked her lip out as she watched the doctor print out the ultrasound pictures.
"Your baby boy is very healthy. Just make sure to keep taking your prenatal vitamins and keep the stress at a low. Avoid smoking and all that. Oh, and remember to schedule your next appointment." The doctor told Raquelle.
She nodded and the doctor left the room. Carlos helped her get off the bed. "So, you know how I'm going to new york for christmas break?" Raquelle started. Carlos nodded. "I was thinking, you should come with me. Think of it like a lil vacation."
Carlos thought about it for a second. "Yeah, I could do. Just lemme talk to Oscar." He answered. She smiled brightly at this.
Moving some hair out her face, she notice it was still wet. "I gotta stop crying. I look like a punk." She said as they walked out the room and up to the front to schedule her next appointment.
"You was already a punk so..." Carlos joked. Raquelle smacked him before turning to the receptionist.
While she scheduled her appointment, Carlos tapped through his instagram stories. A video of his brother caught his eye.
"Carlos, come on. I'm hungry." Raquelle pulled on his arm but he didn't budge. "What's wrong with you?" She snatched the phone out of his hand to see what had his attention.
"Oh shit." She mumbled watching the video of Cesar getting rolled up on. "When did this happen?"
"Last night." Carlos clenched his jaw. Raquelle grabbed his hand and they walked out the hospital and to his car. The car ride home was quiet, aside from the music he was playing.
He turned a thirty minute drive into a fifteen minute one.
"Slow down!" Raquelle yelled at him as he hit a corner too fast, causing her to hit her head on the window. Carlos didn't listen and drifted around another corner, turning onto their neighbor street.
