*Houston*
Janae POV:
WELL! Juss ta get ta tha point...I'm pregnant. I'm juss a few weeks in. I haven't tol' Kirk though. And I found out a week ago. But I needa see how he feels about it first befoe I tell him. And I needa find out befoe I leave wit a friend...
Me: "Kirk"
I walk in tha studio and he looks at me. We have an in-house studio...but he's rarely in it. He been in hea' all of maybe four times...
Kirko: "Wassup?"
He wraps his arms around me peckin' my lips and I kiss back
Me: "I needa ask a serious question"
Kirko: "You have my full attention"
Me: "How do you feel about a third child?"
He juss looks at me
Kirko: "We been through dis, Nae"
Me: "So yo opinion hasn't changed?"
Kirko: "Nope. Not at all. Our family's perfect tha way it is. Plus...I barely have enough time fa tha two we have na and I barely have time fa you...and you're my wife. So dat tells ya a lot. And ta have a third kid...wouldn't make it no betta fa me or you. I hate ta say it, but if you got pregnant again...dat would be a problem"
Me: "What kinda problem?"
Kirko: "You know I'm against it. And I know you are, too-"
Me: "So you would want me ta have an abortion?!"
Kirko: "I wouldn't put it dat way. It would be moe of a postponed situation..."
Me: "Dat ain't coo', Kirk. Dats fucked up!"
Kirko: "Why would we have anotha beybe knowin' I wouldn't be hea' ta help? Fa example...let's say you're pregnant na..."
Which I am...
Kirko: "I gotta leave ta'morrow. Won't be back til Christmas. Stay til New Years. Then leave again. Come back later in February..."
Me: "Kirk. You're puttin'-"
Kirko: "No I'm not"
Me: "Yes you are. Dats not fair"
Kirko: "Babe I'm not puttin' my career first. Y'all come befoe dat. I tried ta get outta shit, knowin' dey wouldn't let me, juss so I could be wit y'all. Havin' a third child...juss can't happen"
Me: "Hmph. I see how you feel..."
I walk off and he pulls me back lookin' in my eyes and I look at him
Kirko: "You're pregnant aren't chu?"
Me: "Yes Kirk. I am pregnant. Na I see how you feel about it"
I walk off and he calls my name. I juss ignore him
Kirko: "Janae!"
I walk ta tha bedroom and put on my shoes and I get a text from Carmen, my friend...
Kirko: "Babe why didn't you tell me soona?"
Me: "Doesn't matta na"
Kirko: "Yes it does. Where you goin'?"
Me: "Don't worry bout it"
I grab my stuff, walk past him, and leave out tha room. No use in talkin'. His mind is made up. And so is mines...
*4 hours later*
Kirko POV:
I feel like I juss fucked up. Big time! She won't talk ta me. Not even through text. I was juss bein' honest. If I did want a third child...I would want it ta be lata on. Not right na. Tha kids are wit my mama until ta'morrow, so it's kinda quiet. While I was sittin' on tha couch, I heard tha doe close. And I hear Carmen. I walk around tha corner and I look at Nae
