Chapter 42.
The Final Chapter.
( May 2016 )
April.
"My daddy Alabama, mama Louisiana, you mix that negro with that creole make a Texas bama!"I twerked."I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros."
I sang along to Beyoncé's Formation while prancing around my empty room. Recommendations from my OBGYN, since I'm so close to my due date, I have to be inside at all times. Kind of was a bummer to me since I just started working at the hospital again.
I got hot sauce in my bag, swag.
"Oh yeah baybeh, oh yeah."I mocked the New Orleans accent."oh yeah I, oooh, yeah, I like that. I did not come to play with you hoes, haha. I came to slay, bitch. I like cornbread and collard greens, bitch. Oh, yes, you besta' believe it."
August, who was on my iPad screen on FaceTime, began to die of laughter at my impersonation.
"What?"I giggled."That's how it sounds."
"No indeed no baybeh."He cracked up.
"No indeed no bay-beh."I mocked him."You really yeah wit' it or whateva'. Say love, come holla' at me."
I watched him with a smile on my face as he laughed his butt off at me. I could literally see tears of joy coming down his eyes.
"Whatever, I did a good job."I rolled my eyes and began singing again."Okay, okay, ladies now let's get in formation, cause I slay. Prove to me you got some coordination, cause I slay. Slay trick or you get eliminated."
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay.
"When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster."I sang.
"Ain't neva' took me ta' Red Lobster."
"Maybe you didn't do a good job."I snickered childishly."Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J's, let him shop up, cause I slay."
"You's a damn lie. I hit it right every time."
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay.
"Whatever you say."I teased before adjusting my bra."You might just be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay. I might just be a black Bill Gates in the making!"
"Why you ain't got on no clothes?"
"I do have on clothes. I have on tights and my fuzzies."I raised my slippers to the camera."See?"
"I see."He tilted his head."Ain't got on no shirt. What if a robber man come?"
"Then he's gonna get flashed."
"Think that's gon' botha' him? He getting free shit and free titties,"
"Oh please."I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"What? If I was robbin' somebody I wouldn't have no problem wit' gettin' flashed along the way."
"Well that's not gonna happen so shut up and stop worrying."I noticed he put something in his mouth."What are you eating?"
"Uh, Rally's burger and fries. Got a milkshake too."
I frowned,"I want Rally's."
"Sound like a personal problem ta' me."He continued eating.
"Why can't I-"
"Cause da' doctor said don't be eating all'at junk so close ta' ya' due date. Befo' I left this mawnin' I made you a regular salad and a fruit salad. Dig in."
