Terminal One

My Hitta, My Nigga, My Brotha

The next morning...

"Where are you going?" Kiss. "I gotta piss..." Zac mumbled, as Fatima stretched and moved. "You need my help." "I mean.." "Zac..." she giggled. He smiled. "Naw. I'm good Mamas. Go back to sleep." he told her however Fatima was already there.

He chuckled softly, leaving their bedroom, going to the bathroom. He does his business with zero casualties, then washed his good hand, while sanitizing the other one then leaving the bathroom.

However when he did...

"Tuse me..." "My bad Munchkin, Good Morning..." "Morning..." Iyonna uttered groggily, rubbing her little eyes, going into the bathroom.

She gets her step stool props it up, pulls down her pull up, then sits on the toilet, slumping her little body to not fall in.

Zac smiles watching her maneuver around remembering a time where she needed him for everything to now where it seems as if she's doing everything on her own.

"Dood Morning Jesus..." Zac hears, as he tilts his head with a skeptical look on his face. "Thant you for watin me up..." she yawns, he smiles with pride. "thant you for..." she stops going back to sleep. Then waking up. Yawning again. "Thant you for da breaf of life..." "An..." she pauses, then wakes back up.

Zac snickers. "Thant you for Mommy, pez may her happy. She sad..." a tear falls from Zac's eyes, as he leans on the door post. "She miss daddy. I miss daddy..." as she wiped the little tears from her cheek.

Zac breaks, trying his hardest not to make a sound. "Pretek my daddy Jesus...he safe.." she murmurs, then rubs her eyes. "And pez may Angel no bad taday. Thant you Amen..." as she grabs some tissue to wipe herself.

Zac is bawling, yet still trying to keep silent as he looks both ways into the hallway to make sure no one else has awakened, yet wondering if this happens often.

Bringing his attention back to Iyonna he sees her wash her hands sleepily, dry them then step down carefully from the step stool putting it back where she got it from.

"Tuse me Daddy.." "My Bad Munchkin..." Zac snickers again moving out of her way. "I luv you." "I love you too." he murmurs watching her walk back to her bedroom then...

She stops, turning around. He smiles seeing her little face light up with surprise. "DADDDYYY!!"

He laughs, "HEY YOU!" as he kneeled. Iyonna jumps in his arms hugging him tight. She starts to whimper and cry with excitement.

He starts to pat her on the back. "Aweee. It's ok, Munchkin. Daddy's home now..."

2 weeks later...

"Uh Sir, where are you going?" "Huh?" "Zac!!!" He chuckles, "Ok. Ok. I'm gonna run a few errands.." "Ok. I'm coming with you." "Fatima." he chuckled. "I'm good." "Zac, you shouldn't be driving with your arm like that..." "I'm not. I'm taking a ride share and besides. You can't miss class.." he reminded her.

Fatima sucks her teeth, giving him a gaze for pointing out the facts. "Fine. But I dare you not to answer your phone when I call." as she pointed her finger at him.

Zac smiles walking over to her with his coat on. He gets into her face, nose to nose, breath to breath, then says, "As long as I have the breath of life. I'll never not answer the phone for you." Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. "We're still on for lunch?" she murmurs, melting to his touch.

"Most definitely." he tells her, cupping her ass. Kissing her again. "I'll meet you in the student center, right?" "Right." "Cool. See you in a couple of hours." "Ok. I love you Baby Daddy." "Love you too Mamas." he told her as he left the bathroom, leaving Fatima to finish her skin care routine.