Finally Famous

31.

Lexi...

I trudged up the stairs and plopped down on the bed, crossing my arms across my chest.

"You've got to be fucking with me." I whined to myself. I began to pout, sticking my bottom lip out.

"Well, Jasmine is tryna fuck wit' you cause I put it on my life that I ain't sleep wit' ha' crazy ass no more." A voice interrupted my thoughts.

I looked up at saw Fetty standing in the doorway. He then came over and sat next to me on the bed.

"Well, why did she call you-"

"She called me earlier. I blocked that number so I don't know why the hell she keep callin' me." He explained before grabbing my hand. "I wouldn't put a ring on your finger," He showed it to me. "And then go back and be stupid enough to fuck around on you." He had a smirk on his face.

I heavily sighed and placed my hands in my lap.

".....Are you sure? Because I'm not ready to go through an emotional breakdown again." My voice cracked.

He rubbed my thigh to comfort me. My leg was bouncing up and down rapidly.

"I wouldn't ever do that to you again. I don't want to cheat on you again because I'on want to hurt you again." Fetty told me in a soothing voice.

I turned my head to look at him. "Okay, Will. I just love you so much that I don't know what I would do without you." I quickly responded. "When we were broken up for those couple of months I felt horrible. I didn't want to eat, I could barely sleep- I was just a mess. It is so weird for me to love someone so much like I've never been loved."

"I ain't grow up on that much love eitha'. You so lucky I show this side of me to you and our son." He lightly chuckled.

I shyly smiled, looking down at my lap. "I love you." I quietly told him.

"I luh you, too." He kissed my cheek.

I stood up from my spot on the bed. "Just to be clear on this one. You haven't been talking to Hoe-smine?"

"Who?" He laughed and laid back on the bed.

I giggled and climbed on top of him, straddling him. "Jasmine, dummy. Have you been talking to her? I just want to be sure." I placed my hands on his chest.

He grabbed my hips. "Nah. She jus' a lil crazy."

"A lotta crazy." I corrected him. "That bitch is crazy." My stomach began to growl. "I'm starving." I got up off of him and headed for the door. But, before I left I turned to face him. "And you should probably shoot Hoe-smine a text, because if she calls again and I see her- it's over for her ass."

.....

"Oí le gritando cuando llegó a casa de dos." My mom spoke up once I walked into the kitchen. I heard you two yelling when you two came home. "Is everything okay, Lexington?" She asked, dropping the oven mitt down onto the counter.

"Everything's okay. There was just a misunderstanding." I simply replied. Then I sat on a stool. "Mommy, why are you always in my kitchen? There's a kitchen in your guest house." I giggled.

"I was making you some cinnamon rolls!" She happily replied.

I instantly jumped up. "I can't smell them. Where are they? I'm starving!" I yelled.

She shook her head. "Child, they're in the oven. Be careful since the stove is still a bit hot."

I immediately squealed, opening the oven door and grabbing the tray with an oven mitt. I bit into one causing some icing to fall down my chin.

"Oh my goodness..." I moaned in delight. "This is freaking heaven in my mouth. Thank you so much, mom. It's like you were reading my mind." I placed a hand on my stomach. "Eliza likes cinnamon rolls very much. Muy deliciosa, very delicious." I mumbled with my mouth full.

"Eliza's a very beautiful name for a bag girl. I just know she's going to be beautiful." My mom cooed. "I have the slightest idea why Will doesn't like that name."

I moved a curl out of my face. "He's an idiot." I smirked. "But I'll persuade him somehow. At the end of the day, I'm choosing the baby's name." I lightly laughed.

.....

"Will, come on!" I whined as he pulled out of the driveway of our house.

We were leaving the house to pick up Aydin from his very first day of school and I was eager to see my baby.

"Damn, calm the fuck down. We gone get there on time." Fetty laughed as he unlocked the car.

I quickly got into the car and put my seatbelt on as quickly as possible.

Once we got to the school, I practically ran inside.

"Slow down, Lex." Fetty laughed, catching up to me. "I can't fuckin' breathe." He mumbled to me as he held his chest.

"Quit smoking weed. I believe that's the source of your loss of breath." I responded in a mumble. "That or you caught a glimpse of my wonderful pregnant ass."

"Mommy!" Aydin yelled as he ran up to the two of us.

"So you just forget about me?" Fetty acted as if he was hurt that Aydin didn't acknowledge him.

Aydin slightly laughed before he added, "Oh. And hi daddy." He turned to me. "I had a lot of fun today."

A phone ringing interrupted our little conversation.

"My bad, y'all I gotta answer this." Fetty pulled his business phone out of his pocket. "What's up, Nitt?" He answered before turning around to talk on the phone.

"Really? Mommy didn't really have a lot of fun since you were at school all day. I was so lonely at home." I exaggerated. But, in all honesty I missed him. "I'm in the mood for some ice cream, what about you?" I asked.

He began screaming. "YES! YES! YE-"

"Aydin, baby. Daddy's on the phone and we're inside. You should use your inside voice, baby." I laughed. I grabbed his hand and motioned for Fetty to follow us outside.

Once we reached the car, Fetty looked down- like something was bothering him.

"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" I pondered.

He shook his head no. "I gotta catch a plane tonight. We got a show tomorrow." He stated and got in the car. "Man, I ain't tryna fuckin' leave bruh."

"Aw," I grabbed his hand. "We don't want for you to leave either, but you have to do what you have to do."

I sighed and started up the car. "Yeah, I know."

"Could you at least cheer up for the couple of hours you have left?" I pleaded. "You know I hate to see you sad and whatnot." I caressed his cheek.

He playfully swatted my hand away. "Man, gone wit' that sappy shit." He laughed.

"Ah, there's the Will I know." I pointed out with a goofy smile.