'This Life' | Chapter Seven
Three Month's . . .
I was seven months pregnant, My belly was big as hell. We decided to name her Amira ( A-Me-ri-a ) Dreon Brooks. Dre' didn't like that her middle name was going to be Dreon, He said it sounded like a boy name.
He was out moving things into our new house, I was so ready to be out of this ghetto as place. A few nights ago a man got shot in the head, I was so damn scared that it was Dre' when they were on the news, but as I was calling his cell he walked right through the door with bags filled with clothes for the baby. I made him stay home with me all night. Dre' made me go back to my online classes, because I had stopped doing them, They were so boring, It would take me three or four hours just to finish them.
Dre' always talks about marrying me and someday moving to a beach or something. I heard somebody knocking at my door, I got up and waddled to it.
"Who is it?" I looked through the peek hole to see Saron and Murder standing there.
"Saron and Murder, Open up." I opened the door.
"Y'all he sleep, but you can go wake him." They walked to the back and woke Dre' up, Who walked into the room pissed off. I walked up to him, kissed his lips."Why you look all grumpy and shit?" He knew I didn't want any negative energy around me, I didn't want to stress or whatever.
"Bae, go in the back." I hugged him to me.
"First you gotta smile." He rolled his eyes and flashed a fake smile."No Dre' a real one," I grabbed his cheeks and kissed him, which made him smile. I let go of him and walked in the room. I really wanted to hear what the hell they were talking about though. I stayed in the hall and listened.
"Man, When you gon' leave that hoe Tiffany alone, You got you a good girl here now." I heard Saron say.
Then Murder added,"Yeah, Leave that hoe alone."
"Man, She just the side chick for right now, soon as my baby girl come that bitch is gone." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was cheating on me, I should have fucking known."She just a fuck and duck, a toot and boot, All that shit. Now shut the hell up for my girl here y'all," ( I'm changing her age to seventeen and his age to twenty ). I was not about to cry, but it was so hard to hold in that they just started falling.
Later when he came into the room, he laid next to me and put his arm around me.
"I hope you using a condom with that bitch." I said out of nowhere, He looked at me like I was crazy.
"The hell is you talking about?" He asked acting all confused.
"Oh, Tiffany, your side hoe." He sighed and rubbed his face down.
"Baby-" I cut him off before he could say anything.
"Just shut up Dre'," I don't know what it was, but I just started yelling."How could you do that to me? I'm having your child Dre'!" I yelled, He sat there looking sad and guilty."Are you going to say something?!" I yelled as I started hitting him over and over."Get the fuck out Dre'!!" I yelled, He got up and walked out of the room. I slammed the door in his face and locked it. I heard him turn the TV on in the living room minutes later. I had never talked to him like that without him getting pissed off and hitting me.
