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London

Right then I felt real contractions. "Fuck!" I screamed.

Doctors rushed in, "everyone leave except her closest acquaintance. Zyale nodded. "Okay ma'am we have to inject this into your lower back. They sat me up and slowly pushed the needle into my back. After that, I was numb from there down. "You must be ready to push." The doctor told me. I nodded, I just wanted Jada out.

I held Zyale's hand tightly. "One, Two, Three." I pushed as hard as I could, "Again." The doctor said, I heard Zyale whimper, "Stop whimpering! I have a baby inside me, ripping my vagina!" I yelled. I pushed again, really hard.

"We see a head, full of hair." The doctor muttered. I clenched Zyale's hand like my life depended on it. "Shit." He mumbled. "Almost out, you're doing great."

I pushed a couple more times and after five to eight minutes she was out. "Here you go Ms.London." I got handed Jada. "Name?" The doctor questioned. "Jada Renee Nicoles." Zyale and I replied in unison.

"Okay, may we take her to see if she's healthy, and check her weight, height, etc." As much as I didn't want to let her go, I did, "Yes."

15 minutes later

"She is 5lbs 15oz and is 18 inches long, and very healthy." The doctor handed me Jada in her blanket, I asked Zyale to pass me her hat, that I bought with money I saved ever since I was a child to buy a Canon Rebel t4i. But, my photography dream is over. I have a beautiful baby girl in exchange.

All my friends then entered the room as the doctors cleared out. "Aww, she's precious." Macey smiled, "My niece is flawwwwwwlessss!" She sang. I smiled. "Thanks boo."

I looked over at Laylee and Elijah, which was being fed a bottle and being rocked back to sleep, she walked over and looked at Jada, whom was being held in Macey's hands. "She's beautiful." Laylee smiled genuinely. Elijah started to scream and kick. "I want dwaddy now!" He yelled. "Okay, okay. Relax baby, we will see him in a little." "Now!" He cried hysterically.

"I'm sorry London, we'll be back." She put Elijah into his carseat and strapped the bag onto her chest and left. She really is hustling as a single mother...

Laylee

"Tr-Trevor?" I stuttered entering his room. "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Elijah kicked in his seat.

"Baby sh--"

"Hey lil' man." Trevor reached out for him. I unbuckled him and he squirmed out of his seat, running to his 19 year old father. "H-Hey Trevor." I said walking up to him and sitting at the edge of the bed. "I miss you." Trevor said playing with Elijah light hair as he laid on his left shoulder, the good shoulder. "...Yea..." I said looking at Elijah, "But you know why we separated..."

"Baby, I regret that everyday, I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have --"

"Cheated and beat me..." I finished his sentence. "Yea." He looked at me. His chocolate brown eyes making me feel like he could see through me, through everything I say and do.

"...I'm so sorry." He whispered, "I want y'all back."

"Sorry," I whispered. "But I don't trust you anymore..."

"Why? I'm telling you I love you Laylee! I'm saying I want y'all back!" He stressed.

I flinched, but then realized he can't hit me, he is stuck to a machine. "Y-You hurt me, physically. I can't love you like I used too. I can't trust you like I used too. I don't even think I have feelings for you..." I lied, I lied straight to his face. I do have so many feelings for him, but I can't show them.. I looked at Elijah who was fast asleep. "Listen Lay, I said I love you and I can't change what happened, but I will get y'all back...watch." He said slyly. I grabbed Elijah and left, he's kidnapped us once, he could so it again...

London

I finally got home, with baby Jada and placed her in her room, "Hi baby." I kissed her all over her face. She giggled and I smiled, she has so much curly hair. I turned and Zyale was walking out the door, "Baby, I'll be back." He rummaged through his pockets and shut the door. It's only day one and I feel like he's sneaking around.

I sighed, I hope he isn't getting into anything he can't get out of...Or he just may not want us...?

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