JUST CREEPIN'

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JUST CREEPIN'

A'JOURIE MONTGOMERY
JULY 9th, TUESDAY AFTERNOON

"FUCK YOU BAM," Jourie spat seriously, turning her head away from him. "You can kiss my ass and after today I never ever wanna see you again." She continued.

"I want you to get the fuck out my life. I want a divorce and I'm moving away so I don't have to deal with you. I'm going to Texas with my uncle." She ranted.

Bam stood in front of her with a straight face as she continued to go off on him. "You serious? Like are you dead ass right now."

"Yes, how could you do this shit to me. You the reason I'm going through this. And then they got the nerve to be twins. Come closer so I can slap you." She used her finger in attempt to wave him over.

He only laughed at her. "Jourie , you don't even mean that shit for real." He looked at her laying in the hospital bed with the IVs connected to her body. "When do the drugs kick in, I can't take this shit no more." He complained.

"I can't stand you either! Get out of my room. Bitch." She spat, turning her head away from him, right as another pain shot through her body. "You fucking suck." The girl cried as her face scrunched up.

Samaria shook her head at her bestfriend, watching her squeeze the life out of his hand and probably even cut some of his blood circulation off. "Just keep cussing his ass out girl." Samaria was recording her.

"This is your fault. You got me pregnant again. How could you do this to me. I can't even eat right now because they scared imma shit on them—or whatever the fuck they said." Her chest heaved as she endured the pain.

"Go get me some more ice or somethingg." She dragged wanting him to get out of her face for just a moment. Her mind kept flashing back to the night the twins were conceived and it was breaking her heart.

"Anyways, your doing to much so I'm not even gonna worry about what you just said. I'll go get yo ice real quick and then imma be right back." He wanted to hurry before something happened and she had to start pushing.

She nodded and he went to leave the room. Closing the hospital door behind him, he took long strides down the long hallway. His long legs helped him travel quicker, making it to the visitation room opposed to where he was supposed to be.

Laying eyes on everybody, he let out a breath feeling very relieved. He wanted to talk to his dad because he was going through it internally. "Dad." He called out, causing everybody to look up.

Samir glanced up from his phone, seeing it was Bam. He could see the familiar look on his face, causing him to stand to his feet. Kamarias eyes were glued to her husband making it over to their first born son.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Samir arrived to Bam, he turned around and they started walking the opposite way away from the room full of people.

Bam scratched the side of his head. "I can't lie, I'm freaking the fuck out. This shit don't feel real—I swear Jourie was just two months yesterday. How she already bout to have them?" His heart was racing.

Samir nodded, he knew the feeling all to well. "One thing bout them pregnancies, it be moments where it feel like it's going slow—but when them fast moments start happening, that shit fly past." He agreed with his son in that department. "What's really wrong though."