Fraudulence.

30.

Boom, I know what you're thinking. "It's not Fetty Friday."

Uhhhh, but it is my baby's birthday. Happy 25th birthday, Fetty 😍! So I decided to do something special.

(Photo edit made by meee 😋) Here's an update of Fraudulence.

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Camila...

"Mommy, your stomach is getting fat." Zoelle giggled as she placed both of her hands on my stomach.

I was now six going on seven months pregnant and I was working with a little pudge now.

"Uh, excuse you– mommy is not fat." I slightly laughed as I put my hands on top of hers.

"Well what is this?" She slickly remarked with her little eyebrow raised before her eyes darted to my stomach.

"It's your little sister or brother." I replied. "Remember when daddy and I told you?"

"No." She quickly dismissed the question. Can it be a sister so I can put makeup on her?" Zoelle questioned, getting up off of me.

"Actually, the doctor is going to tell mommy and daddy whether you'll have a little sister or little brother very soon." I smiled.

"How soon, mommy? I can't wait!" Zoelle screamed.

Then she jumped up and down a couple of times.

"Calm down, Zovie!" I laughed with my hands out towards her. "But I'll find out today. And as soon as I find out, I'll call you while you stay with auntie Bri."

At first, I wanted the sex of the baby to be a surprise to me on the day I gave birth.

But, I ended up changing my mind.

I wanted to shop for my future child and not knowing what it was just made everything harder on me.

"Okay." She simply agreed. Then she skipped upstairs to her bedroom.

.....

"What do you think the baby would be?" I curiously asked Zoovier.

"I want a lil' boy," Zoovier responded as he placed his phone down on his lap. "It better be a boy."

"And what are you going to do if it isn't a boy?" I slightly chuckles at his response. "Because Zoelle wants a little sister."

I placed both of my hands on my very small stomach and shifted in my seat.

The chairs in the waiting room were uncomfortable.

"She'll live." Zoovier bluntly said as he looked up from his phone. "Oh yea', lemme go to tha' club tonight Camila."

"No." I nonchalantly said to him.

He smacked his lips at me. "Ma, it's my birthday. My 25th birthday." He rested his hand on my thigh.

"So?" I teased with my eyebrow cocked to the side. "Was that supposed to change my mind or something? Because it didn't."

Zoo heavily sighed.

Then he slumped down in his seat. He began to mumble to himself.

He crossed his arms across his chest. "You buggin', on my fuckin' life you playin' wit' me. I'm a grown ass man and I gotta ask for permission ta' go somewhea'? You got me fuc–"

"Man, chill out with all of that." I giggled. "You can go; It's your birthday, babe. Now quit pouting." I lightly thumped my boyfriend's bottom lip.

He tried to hold his frown on his face.

"It's my baby's birthdaaaay," I dragged out. "I love you." I placed a kiss on his cheek and held onto his hand.

"I love you too, ma'."

"Of course you do." I smiled while leaning up against him. My head was rested on his shoulder. 

"Camila Wright?" A woman's voice called out my name.

I looked up to see a Caucasian woman holding a clipboard in her hand.

She held a warm smile on her face  to greet me and Zoovier with.

"Babe, that's us." I tapped his arm that I was leaning on.

He stood up with me and we walked over to the woman.

"Hi, I'm Camila." I happily waved before following her to the back.

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"The baby's heartbeat sounds good; It's very strong and healthy." The ultrasound technician complimented.

"Wow...." I gasped as I looked at the baby move around on the screen.

"The second baby has a good heartbeat too." They added.

"The-the who?" Zoovier stuttered as he stood up straight.

"The third baby has the strongest heartbeat." She flashed a huge smile.

My eyes widened. I turned my head to stare at my boyfriend.

"Triplets?!" I screeched. "I'm pregnant with three babies?" I held three fingers up at her.

She laughed while shaking her head at me. She passed me a napkin to wipe the gel off of my stomach.

"There's only one baby inside of you, Camila." She assured me. "I was just poking fun."

Zoovier and I exhaled in relief. I sat up on the table and let a small smile spread across my face. "You had me about to freak out." I chuckled.

"Oh, I wouldn't want that." She laughed and held her hands up in defense before handing me two photos of the ultrasound. "Would you like to know the sex of the baby?"

"Yes!" Zoo and I eagerly, yet unintentionally yelled at her.

She slightly smirked before replying, "It's a....boy."

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{Zoelle in the multimediaaaaaa 😍}