Fatima: Zachary I'm scared to go to sleep. What if I don't hear him crying and he needs to be fed or something.
Zachary: Shit me too, he's so small. I guess we go be up all night
Fatima: Lol how did we end up with a baby, we're two scary ass goof balls.
Zachary: Karter bare with us son, we're going to figure it out and I promise we won't let you starve or be pissy.
Fatima: Baby Daddy, I just want to know what kind of voodoo are you into.
Zachary: What you talking about?
Fatima: I'm talking about how he is a replica of you. He don't have any of my features at all.
Zachary: He got your color.
Fatima: Zachary we're the same color.
Zachary: I know, I was trying to throw you a bone. They say your baby comes out looking exactly like who you hated so it's your karma for being a hater.
Fatima: No, they say your baby looks like whoever got on your nerves the worse and that was definitely yo big headed self.
Zachary: You used to love my big headed self.
Fatima: I still do, you know that.
Zachary: I know
Fatima: Do you?
Zachary: Yeah, I didn't mean to make it weird.
Fatima: You didn't, do you still love me?
Zachary: Oh so you want to make it weird huh.
Fatima: What? I'm just asking.
Zachary: I love you Fatima Noel Wilson.
Fatima: Not the full government. But good, I'm glad to know.
Zachary: You so full of shit lol. You knew before you asked, you just wanted to hear it.
Fatima: You right, I did.
Zachary: I know, so how we go do this with him?
Fatima: Idk, we can take shifts sleeping. We can switch off every 3 hours.
Zachary: Ok but what if he needs to be fed on your shift to sleep? You want me to wake you up or do I just put your titty in his mouth?
They both bust out laughing because he was serious. This was the first time the two had been around each other besides doctors appointments since the break up. Zachary decided he would move out because she was too far along in her pregnancy and Zachary didn't want her at her old house or living with anyone else.
His apartment was only 4 minutes away. It was important to him to be as close as possible to his son. Zachary took care of all the bills, he also kept up with sending Fatima fresh flowers weekly with a card which always included a hand written letter professing his love and wishing they were together. Each letter ended with "My Forever Love".
Every week she would thank him for the flowers but never acknowledged the note even though she kept them all. Sometimes when Cane facetimed her he would be with Zachary. He would always take advantage extending the conversation longer just because he had her attention. Fatima fed into it because she missed him and enjoyed watching him and Cane. She couldn't wait to give him a son of his own.
Fatima: No fool, don't touch my titty. I have to breast feed him every 2.5 hours so I'll sleep opposite of that for tonight.
Zachary: Oh ok, got it. What about you, what do you need?
Fatima: What you mean?
Zachary: I mean you can't be up walking around and I saw them diapers. You need help with any of that stuff, I mean I don't know what to do but I want to help.
