𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘

𝟐𝟗

𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘

𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓
𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀, 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐀

"What you wanna eat?" Kelo glanced over at Ximora who had a mug on her face. She had an attitude because he woke her up from sleep. He only woke her up because she had been sleeping all day and needed to eat something.

It took him a while to get her out of bed but they were now in the car. Kelo planned to go grocery shopping after getting her something to eat but he was going to drop her off before he did that because he knew she wouldn't wanna walk around.

"McDonald's," She said, looking out the window.

"No," He said making her jerk her head back. "You been eating too much McDonalds. Shit ain't healthy, eat sum else."

"Bi—" She quickly stopped herself and took a deep breath. "How you gon ask me what I wanna eat then say no when I tell you! I want fucking McDonald's nigga get me McDonald's."

"Ima get you some IHop," He spoke, more so to himself cause he wasn't listening to her at all.

"I don't want IHop!" She snapped. "Don't get me IHop.. you're just wasting your money. I want McDonalds breakfast."

"It ain't even breakfast time no more dumbass. You know what time it is?" He raised his voice a bit, now looking at her. "It's fuckin 1 o clock Xi so McDonalds don't got breakfast no more."

"So? I'll eat fries and a Big Ma—"

"No," He cut her off. "Pick sum else or you getting IHop."

Ximora huffed crossing her arms, feeling herself about to cry. She quickly wiped the tear away that dropped, bouncing her leg rapidly now upset that she was crying. "I don't even wanna fucking eat! I wanna sleep! Why did you even wake me up? Annoying ass nigga.."

Kelo stared at her blankly before sighing, running his hand over his face. He smoothly pulled over since they were still in his neighborhood and grabbed her chin, making her look at him. "What you crying for?" He asked, watching the tears flow down her face.

"Move ugly," She pushed his hand away but he only grabbed her face again, pulling her closer to him. He placed a kiss on her lips over and over again until she eventually gave in and kissed him back.

"Stop being like that. What's with the attitude?" He asked, observing her closely.

"I don't know.." She mumbled and he gave her a look making her sigh. "I'm just tired and annoyed and your daughter keeps kicking me and my fucking feet hurt and I keep having mood swings and I'm just tired of this shit!" She ranted.

"I'm so ready to pop. Can you tell her to get out of me now? She pissing me off with this shi— owwww," She whined feeling a kick at her stomach.

"She told you to stop talkin' bout her ass," He chuckled, rubbing her stomach. He eyed Ximora when she quickly snatched his hand off.

"Stop! For she start acting crazy!" She said, knowing their baby loved to kick when Kelo was around.

"Lemme talk to her.." Kelo lowered his head, resting it on her belly.

"Heyyy dada's baby," Kelo coo'd. Ximora frowned when she felt hard kicks at her stomach once again. "You stressin yo mommy out.. you know dat? Hm? You don't wanna chill for mommy? Hmm..?"

Kelo lifted his head slightly feeling her kicks slow down. "We already know who her favorite is," He smirked and Ximora rolled her eyes, mushing his head.