I'm not a sneak disser.
Diamond can go do that shit and get fucked up, be me on the other hand I say it straight to yo face and not give a fuck what you do about it.
"Boy," Leslie stood up. "Don't be coming at my home slice like that." "Bitch, I slice that nappy rodent off to head. Don't play wit me.. Right, sit yo ugly ass down." "Pryce, stop. She'll cry."
I shrugged. "And? Now." I smiled and stood up. "Don't be coming at me like that." "Wassup?" She said, clapping her hands. "Leslie I'm leaving!" "Mm.. If looks could kill.." "You would have been dead." I said, laying on Diamond stomach. "Make sure you lock the door!" "I am!" She yelled before slamming the door.
Diamond played with my ear, me rubbing her stomach and listening to nothing. "He's not doing anything." I rolled my eyes. "Just wait.. See?" "Stop. You prolly making him move wit yo hot breath and it hurts." "Hot breath?" "Yeah."
"What else do he need?" "A bath tub, a car seat, a rocker, a.. Stroller? I think. Um.. Sound monitors." "Oh shit." I said, my eyes widened. "Um.. Pacifiers, bibs, bottle. I can get those from Walmart, along with formula." "Damn.. You should have at least tried and buy them and hide them from me.."
"Really?" "Yo double chin.. Awe." I laughed as she tried to turn. I laughed harder and laid behind her, putting my arm under her chest. "Is my butt getting bigger?" She asked. "Mm.. Yeah." "Stop rubbing against me." "Let me tap real quick."
"No!" "Why?" "It seem like you trying to hurt him." "Aight, I quit." She exhaled, turning and laying on my chest. I rubbed her back, her eventually falling asleep.
And I don't know if it's her, but Diamond's been going to sleep more often than usual. Like I said, ion know if she just need to get more rest, but yeah. "I want you to be mine, Diamond." I pushed her hair out her face and kissed her cheek. "I can't believe you having my first child." I sighed, laying back.
I hope it won't be hard to take care of him. Just be daddy's good son, then I'll see if I'll have a daddy's little princess.
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Diamond was laughing her ass off and eating chips and dip with Kash. Like this nigga will pop up at yo crib and not give a fuck.
"And then, he wanna keep calling me Kasha, when he was younger, we all use to call him pissy ass." My face turned red. "Awe, don't talk about my baby like that." She retorted to him, holding my head on her warm chest.
Yass. On mami breast.
"He smiling." Kash whined. "Shut the fuck up." I mouth to him, flicking my tongue at the end. "Ugh. I'm thirsty." "Nigga, why you always coming and eating our stuff?" "I want some Oreos and cream cheese." "Cause I'm your bestfriend and ew Diamond." He said, eating a ice cream sandwich. "Awe." He lip trembled. She had to avoid chocolate so. "You want me to run to the store for you, person that's holding my god son?" He said, grabbing his keys off the coffee table.
"Yeah, get me a peace tea and some white cheddar popcorn, and some now-and-laters." He nodded, me slapping him as he slapped me. "I got yo ass when you come Back, nigga. But Diamond, you need to eat. You just can't be eating what you craving for." "When did you start caring?" She pushed me off of her, crossing her arms. "I been caring since you first told me you was pregnant. What are you talking about?" She wiped her eyes, facing the opposite direction from me.
"Diamond.." I touched her hand. "Don't touch me." She snatched her hand away, sitting on the other side of the couch. "Baby, I'm sorry." She shrugged and laughed at herself playing wit her belly button. "When did you ever get a belly piercing?!" "L-Leslie took me to go get it.." "Take it out."
"Stop yelling at me!" Her eyes watered. "God, you never been so overprotective!" "Cause nigga you waited.. 7. Fucking. Months. To tell me you was pregnant. Name somebody who would wait half they 9 months to tell they nigga they pregnant." She hid her face in her hands. "I'm sorry Pryce. I-I was scared you was go reject me. You was always cold-hearted and mean when I met you, so I don't know if you were gonna make me have a miscarriage or not."
"Diamond-" "See? You put yo hands around my throat, you yelled at me in public, you called me a bitch, like so many times, you said you don't like me. Do you think I'm stupid?" She pulled her shirt down, going into the bathroom. "I'm sorry, Diamond." "No you're not, you always saying that." "I can't be sorry sometimes?"
"No." I shrugged, going and sitting in the living room. She came out the bathroom, laying on top of me. "Why you crying, Diamond?" "I hit my ankles together." I chuckled, rubbing her feet. "A few more weeks, baby girl." I intwined fingers wit her.
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