ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. | ᴛᴀʀᴀꜱɪᴀ

hes here.

a week later.

t's pov | mamas boy.

"breathe gabby"

"taraji shut the fuck up you did this to me. ughhhh my god!!!"

minutes before the disaster...

i was at gabby house because she told me it was an emergency. it was 3 in the morning, and i was tired as shit and grumpy.

"you look straight to me. what the fuck was an emergency?"

"it's about that time so i need you to be here with me incase my water breaks or something."

"aight just go back to bed ima be in here." i was too tired to care. i made myself comfortable on the couch.

"okay."

i felt somebody shaking me. i rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and opened them.

"wassup"

"its time."

"wh—" i looked down, and she had something dripping from in between her legs.

"oh shit." i got up and fell right on my ass.

she laughed a little and stopped.

"what i need to grab?"

"the pink maternity bag from the nursery, please. we gotta go hurry."

after i grabbed everything, i held her hand, and we walked out the door. fuck these stupid long ass stairs. she was groaning the whole car ride.

"speed the car up, oh my God, it feels like you're driving extremely slow!" she yelled.

"im trying."

"TRY HARDER!" she yelled, and i looked over at her. "please— oh SHIT taraji speed." yeah bitch.

"im speeding."

"call my mom and regina, please."

"where yo phone?"

"purse. password is 061215" the day i made her my girl. this bitch need help.

i called her people, then mine. my ma was mad that i woke her up until i told her the news. pops delayed, he just follow my ma lead.

"he's coming out. oh my god, he's coming out in this car!" now she just being dramatic.

we made it to the hospital, and i helped her out the car first. i signaled for somebody to help, and they came out with a wheelchair for her. i grabbed the bag and locked my car.

i followed them up until they was in the room. turns out she was only 7 cm dilated, so she couldn't push yet. she was in so much pain. she laid on her side while gripping the bed rail.

"ugh, get this kid out of me!" it was just us two. they said they was gon come back in a few hours.

i decided it was a great time to play.

"gab, let's make a tiktok."

"haha, so funny. get the fuck away from me dork."

"i love it when you call me big poppa. throw ya hands in the air if yous a true playaaa!!" i yelled in her ear and laughed.

"stop, please. you're annoying as fuck" the mood switch is insane.

"aight, aight, im done. how you feeling?"

"like shit i want him out now." she whined and closed her eyes.

"not yet. just breathe in and out." i took her hand in mine. she smiled with her eyes still closed and continued breathing in and out. eventually, she dozed off. i sat by her side. she wouldn't let my hand go, so i just let it be.