SKKRRTT!I would wish you all a Happy New Year but their isn't nothing to be happy about until our people are free!
CONGO!
PALESTINE!
SUDAN And so many more deserve justice and liberation!BE thankful that those explosions you heard on the first were only fireworks and not bombs raining over your head. BE THANKFUL that it isn't you burying your loved ones back to back during these holidays. BE THANKFUL AND TAKE PRIDE in the fact that you have a voice that you can use freely! Freely for change! Please get informed about what is going on in the world you're living in and paying money to! You HAVE A RIGHT! Research y'all please!
I'm not going to list specific accounts but if you have tiktok you are able to get informed on these important matters. Type in any of these places and endless information is at your fingertips! More people have to know about this!
________________[_3 Months Later.
"Baby have you seen my hat? I'm finna be late!" Reggie asked running around the bedroom like a chicken with his head cut off. I quickly glanced around the room rolling my eyes once I seen the hat on the dresser that he passed five times.
"Reggie." I said annoyed rubbing my belly that was the size of a huge pumpkin. So far I was eight months creeping up on my last in just two weeks. Our baby girl was going to make her appearance soon and I was both nervous and excited.
"Huh?" He asked tucking the pack of gars in his pocket. "Now I been watching you tear up my room for the last twenty minutes finding stuff. You tore it up so much you couldn't even see the hat that's sitting right there." I said pointing behind him making him slowly turn to the hat and grab it.
"My bad." He chuckled.
I was at the point in this pregnancy where I was just tired. Tired of being pregnant, tired of doctor appointments, tired of washing baby clothes, tired of looking at Reggie be skinny, tired of not being able to see my Hoo-ha, just everything.
"What's wrong baby? You been in a mood all morning." Reggie asked walking up to the bed sitting next to me rubbing my stomach. Slowly I shook my head, "I just feel so big and useless. Everything hurts and I swear it feels like my hips have spread even more." I said making him rub my back instantly making me want to crawl into bed so he could do it all day.
"Aye, you none of that. This last month been hitting you hard and I see you, I just gotta tie up this deal and I swear we can do whatever you want. Matter fact when I come back from the shop I can order us some Chinese takeout and watch that movie you been talking about." He said making me smile. "That sounds good." I said.
"What's up with these meetings you're going to? This like your third one." I asked looking at him out the side of my eye making him laugh but I was serious. He opened his mouth to speak but on Q his phone started to ring grabbing his attention.
"This Lijah, Hol on." He said standing up making me smack my lips. "It's money business not funny business, and nah ain't no bitches at these meetings." He said like he just knew what I was thinking making me look him upside his head as he walked off talking on the phone.
I genuinely wanted to know what the hell has had so much of his time lately, a part of me felt like it was drugs that's why he's so quiet. I mean why else? He knew I wouldn't agree to it and would stop it before it could even start. My mind didn't even stray to another woman, after Linsey I did some self reflecting and had to remind myself that I am that girl! If I have to be up worrying about who you're laying with then I don't need you. And I have to trust that Reggie understands that because it's too much work believing he doesn't.
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Brown Sugar
ChickLitMarlicia; stage name Brown Sugar has a lot on her plate. With stripping, college, social life, and home you could image she doesn't have time for any men. Any man that isn't Reggie anyway.