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"Wassup Big Dre!" Malcolm said while walking up to his big sister. Excited, Drea rushed over and wrapped her arms around him.
"Hi baby brother."
Mj called Drea last night, asking her to meet up with him. With no hesitation, she said yes since she hadn't seen him in a while. Despite them being filthy rich MJ still needed to work to keep himself busy. Working was his therapy and it helped keep the dark thoughts away. Marco ended up bringing him in to help out with tech stuff and MJ often found other gigs that could use his expertise and paid really well.
"Look at you prego! I still can't believe this shit Dre." Mj said while rubbing his sister's belly that seemed to be growing everyday. "How you feeling?"
"Nervous but excited. I'm ready to hold her."
"She about to be so damn spoiled, I can already see it."
"I've started her purse collection. Marco bought her a mini Chanel."
"Oh my goodness. I guess I gotta come baby birkin huh?"
"Yup, and one for her mama too. Big birkin though."
"I got you." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and they went inside of the restaurant. Drea wanted Chilis so that's where they met up.
"I want some liquor so bad!" Drea said staring at the drink menu after ordering a bunch of appetizers and her food because she already knew what she wanted. "As soon as I drop I'm getting tore up."
"Terrible...yall picked out names yet?"
Drea exhaled. "No, we've been focused on everything else. Haven't really sat down and discussed her that much."
Since that night at Drea's, things between her and Marco have been silent. They barely speak, the last time she saw him was at her doctor's appointment. He didn't say anything to her though, only asked a few questions to her OB. Once that was over, they went their separate ways.
It was now Saturday, the day that she was supposed to go on her date and he was nowhere to be found.
"You and Marc still beefing?"
"When are we not?"
Mj laughed. "Y'all so fucking difficult. What's the problem this time?"
"Where do I start?"
"The first issue, we gone discuss all of them."
"Okay, well I won't discuss the past stuff with our sibling, you're aware of that besides he and I basically moved on from that. We'll talk about the current stuff. Me moving to Atlanta for those six months kind of messed things up, then me coming back here pregnant and not saying anything is like the first layer."
"And why didn't you tell him?"
"I've always known Marco to not want kids so I was just afraid of hearing him tell me that he didn't want what we created. Not to tell you all my business but we were constantly having sex raw, and he wouldn't pull out so this was bound to happen."
"Not to tell you all my business but when a nigga in the moment, we don't care about nothing. Brain be mush. I'm shocked me and Des ain't got kids I can't tell you the last time I pulled out or used a condom."
"Disgusting."
"Nigga, I know you ain't talking. You're currently the 1% poster child that they talk about during birth control commercials."
"I know."
"You still should've told him Dre. He deserved to know, I know you were scared but being fearful caused real problems. And the way that nigga is obsessed with you, everybody knew he'd be buying her baby Chanel's with no problem."
