Rita
I was tired of all this running around Michael and my mom had us doing. I honestly didn't even have time to call my mom and talk about this. They planned a huge dinner for all of us that are close of kin. Yes, three days before the wedding party, so yes, that means we had to buy yet another fancy ass dress.
"What the hell do they think they are, the royal family!" Honey says trying to walk up the never ending stairs.
I sigh. "I'm over it already. We not only have to do this extra shit today, but Friday as well. And neither Lauren or Amber could be here with us. That's fucked up." I fold my arms over my chest.
"Hello ladies, I'm Miles, and you are?" He asks checking a list
Honey scrunches her face. "Y'all got a guest list for a dinner?"
"Mr. and the future Mrs. Brown insists." He looks back to us. "Now what are those names?"
I huff. "Rita and Honey Ora."
He looks from me, and back to the clipboard. "Oh hell no! I know Michael retarded ass did not take us of this stupid ass list!"
"No! Not that." He clears his throat. "There is just a Rita Brown and no Honey."
"That's our mom, why would she not put me on the list?" Honey says now getting loud
I push past all of the security, and snatch the clipboard. Oh course Honey does the same. "Michael!" I scream through the big building. "Where the hell is Michael?"
I see him coming around the corner looking annoyed. "Well don't you two look just beautiful and LATE!" He says not breaking eye contact.
"Why am I not on the list?" Honey says pushing him in the chest
He scrunches his face. "You are on the list." He takes the clipboard. "One Sonia Denise Ora. He marks the name and hands the clipboard back."
"Michael when in the hell do I ever use my real name?" she huffs pushing past him
I sigh. "This is mad annoying already."
"Honey, you need to use you real name from now on, it's more professional." He says straightening his tie, leading the way.
"Oh, like Dope Man Brown is or Pussy Killer is any more professional." She says lowly and we both laugh
He turns around, stopping us in our tracks. "You two..." He shakes his head kissing his teeth. "One day you will learn to not tempt me." He turns back around leading us down the long hall
"Ooooooooweeee new dad I'm so scared." I sarcastically say and even he laughs. We finally make our way to the big golden double doors, and he opens them, letting us in first.
all conversations stop
"Aw hell naw!" Honey says noticing that his "sons" got to dress down. "So we in prom dresses, but they get to wear jeans!"
Michael sighs. "I wanted to kick them out too."
I walk around the huge room, and I feel all eyes on us. When I say all, I mean all of his eyes on me.
"Hey baby! It's been entirely too long." Auntie Christine says hugging me tight
I blush. "You look so beautiful in your gown."
"Do I?" She says doing a 360-degree spin in her blush pink dress. "But you're the one in here looking like a model! Just beautiful you two are."
Michael clears his throat. "I hope your dress tomorrow doesn't show so much skin Rita. You too Honey."

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FanfictionAlthough you would think wedding bells meant happily ever after, when it comes to Chris and Rita, drama is never too far away. Now pregnant, Rita and Chris have to stop running, and make adult decisions for their unborn baby, or you would think that...