See the greatest thing about right now is that i just took off my nails so now it wont take me so long to do chapters. :DDDDDD im super happy because im not the type to wear nails. I look pitiful as fuck i be like " can you do this and can you do that" because my ass cant D; but yea i only had them for prom and i decided to keep them up. :) any way, Im going to write in Tomeka's prospective again.
Tomeka Moore.
Did this nigga really expect me to reply to that? I just sat there and looked at the message reading it over and over. DF do i look like ? I aint even text back. I just put my phone on the charger and laid down to go to sleep. I closed my eyes. BUZZZZZZZZZZZ
Fuck ! i looked at my phone which read.
"Look i just wanna talk about the baby Tomeka." oh hell no. NO NO NO. Again i didnt reply. BUZZZ. "why you gotta be stuck up meka?" at this point i just turned my phone off. I mean where the hell was he when i wanted to talk 6 months ago? eff all that talkin ish. Like really nigga? I closed my eyes before i got too worked up behind it.
-Next morning *
I felt wet kisses being placed on my face. I tried to swat them away. "damn that's how you gonna do me?" My eyes popped open. The person smiled back at me. I pinched my arm then tried to move away. He did not go away. He wrapped his arms around me tighter "MICA !" i screamed in a panic. She comes running along with Jordan. "What what ?!" they both shouted. "Yall see him too right?" I asked seriously and everybody including him laughed. "Yes, we see him" Mica says walking away pulling Jordan. He leans down and kisses my stomach. "Hey baby girl" he says smiling.
Watching and feeling them interact was so cute. WAIT. "Prince, what the hell are you doing here?" I asked him as he proceeded to hand me a gift. "I came to see my babies." He says smiling as i take the gift. "H-How...w-when...." i studdered. "shhhh ma" he says. "i left early and caught a flight to suprise you. Now i can hold you and her" he said pointing to my tummy.
"But work?" i say to him. " I got someone to cover my hours." he said winking at me. I smiled at him. "Plus, your due date is right around the corner. Im not gonna miss it." He says smiling. God, A man man that was ready to take care of something... someONE that wasnt related to him by blood or anything. How can he be like this and my childs father not be like this when its his blood.
He kisses my forehead bringing me from my thoughts. "get up and get dressed ma." he says pointing to the bag. I looked in the bag and pulled out an orange sundress with matching sandels. "Thanks babe" i say to him kissing him. This nigga was gon have me looking like a pregnant orange, but if he wanted me to wear it then to hell with everybody elses opinion.
I grabbed my phone and walked in the bathroom. I turned my shower on and scrubbed my body with the usual. I got out about 20 minutes later hair wet as can be. Im not flat ironing nada. I do the usual and put some moose on it to harden my natural curls. I put deodarant on and bush my teeth making sure my teeth shined like the orbit commercial. I walked out taking my phone and tried to unlock it. "Baby im out" i say to him finally figuring out i turned off my phone last night.
I turn my phone on just as he comes in the room. He pulls me close and looks me in my eyes leans down and kisses me. "mmm" i moaning out loud. "later baby later." he says looking at me. BUZZ ! BUZZ ! BUZZ ! BUZZ ! BUZZ ! BUZZ !! BUZZZZZZZ
DAMN ! "Damn" he says my thoughts exactly. "Who was my baby texting ?" he says smiling. Then i remember who it was. ANGEL. " i wasnt texting anybody that was my alarm going off. " i say smiling then opening all the messages so they wouldnt keep going off. "Damn that can wake anybody up." he says and i just laugh.
"Come on baby " he says heading out my room. I walk out the room catching a glimps of the last message. "Just dont come around ok? ill send you money for child support .. more than enough for my baby girl and you" is what it read. I rolled my eyes then texted back "FUCK YO CHILD SUPPORT. IT CAN NOT REPLACE YOU IN HER LIFE!!!!" i cant stand niggas like this. I know his mom KNEW about me but how much did she REALLY know? I walk into the living room and surprise sprung out from all over the room giving me an heart attack.
"DAMN IT !"i screamed. It was people i knew and some i didnt know. "Uhh" i say i look up and there is a big sign that says ' congradulations its a girl' written on a banner in pink cursive. Prince ran over to me a big ass grin on his face. " I know you already had one...but why not another?" he says kissing my cheeks. I just hug him tight and kiss his lips slow. "AWHHHH" sprang from the crowd reminding me that they were still here.
"Come on i gotta introduce you to my homies" I tell her dragging her along. I instantly started wondering why the hell he bought all these people to my house. "Hey george, this wifey Tomeka." He said to someone i now know as George. "Hey" i says smiling. "hey shawty. Heard a lot about you" he says to me as i smile. "Its nice to finally meet you." He tells me before shaking my hand. "You too George. " I say and notice Mica standing by Jordan in the corner.
"Baby I gotta talk to Mica real quick" i say to him and he nods. "dont disappear though because we have a lot of people for you to meet. " he says and i nod back at him. I walk over to Mica and push her gently. "You knew about all of this!" i say to her laughing. She laughs too and nods. "yes i did." she says.
"why didnt you snitch Jordan?" Jordan looks puzzled for a minute. " because when they yelled surprise i was surprised just like you. Im happy a nigga wont in his boxers." he says causing us to laugh. "What about Prince?" i ask Jordan. "i aint know shit about him either." he says to me. I bust out laughing. "you think i was gon tell his big mouth ass?" mica says laughing with me.
Im pulled on by Prince. "Excuse me but wife needs to meet these people that bought her gifts. " he says and i shrug laughing at his face expression. For the rest of the evening i spent it opening presents and meeting people. I had a ball. When it was finally over my baby ran me some bath water and let me soak. He even washed my sore body. I could get used to this treatment.
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