So like last night me and Troy got to a fight because Troy wanted to abort our baby.
"Why would you wanna fucking do that," I said
"Because it could affect our life plans," he said
"It! Don't fucking call our baby an it," I said
Then he left. I opened the door and yelled "it takes two to tango!"
He flipped me off and left. I mumbled his name under my breath while I was picking up the phone. I called Neeka.
"Hello?" She said
"Hey, could you come over?" I said
"Sure" she said
Neeka and I talked about the fight. She said her and her boyfriend get into it a lot mainly because she's moody all the time. But I wasn't being moody and he wants to abort our baby. I should fucking abort him. He was gone for a few days. He finally came back today though. He just went straight to our room. I went in.
"Hey,"
"What," he said
"I'm sorry," I said
"It's not your fault, it was me I shouldn't have said what I did and you are moody and pregers" he said
He kissed me. We went to the living room, he set me on the couch. I watched him hook up his laptop. We were looking at houses. I saw one that was like at least two story's with maybe an attic. Then we found one it California. Oh my gosh I was so happy, I want to live there. I was bouncing around on the couch and he was like "do you want to go into labor early." Then we turned on the T.V. and watched a movie. He started to kiss me. For some reason I got extremely horny. I started to rub my hands through his hair. He started to take off my shirt. I was still in my panties and he started to take off his boxers. God, I'd hadn't seen his penis in awhile, it was weird. It's like it's gotten bigger. And it wasn't an erection.
"Can I?" He said
"Sure"
Okay so it felt really weird. It was different from the first time. We went to take a shower. I nearly slipped. My knees started to get weak.
I was now five months. Good lord baby Jesus. I got fat, like baby fat. So prom was actually like a week away. The dress I got was lucky big enough for me.
It was prom night. I seen Neeka. We talked we didn't dance much. Then guess who got King and Queen of the fucking dance, yeah me and Troy. Troy grabbed me and said "let's dance." So we danced to the worst slowest song they had. So then we went home and I talked to Neeca. She talked about me getting an ultrasound because I was far enough to finally get one. I thought about it and called my doctor to set one up. It was next week at 5:00 p.m. I was very excited to finally get to see my baby. I talked to Troy about it and well his reaction was priceless. He almost screamed I think, like whenever a girl hits puberty and her voice cracks majorly. Where nothing even comes out. I'm not even sure how exited he was to see our baby but it was truly adorable.
