*June 16th 2011*
I got up and climbed over August and ran to the bathroom and started throwing up and its like 6:30 in the morning. I heard August called my name and he got up and ran to me.
August: what wrong baby?
Me: (still throwing up) bae i don't know, wait whats today's date?
August: its the 16th bae
Me: August, i missed my period.
August: what you mean you missed your period?
Me: Bae, my period is late.
August: aww shit
Me: *starts crying* i told you nigga, i told you
August: ahh *starts laughing*
Me: *laughing and crying at the same time* you are such an assshole. So are we going to take care of this baby together or not ? tell me now nigga
August: yess bae, you already know that. ion even know why you asking me that question
Me: im sorry bae *grabs him and kisses him*
August: ite now, come on baby, lets go back to sleep.
Me: ite
Me and August got back in the bed and he wrapped his arms around me and put his hand on my stomach. So i grabbed his hand and rubbed it. I just started thinking like is he really going to take care of the baby or is he going to leave. I know i need to call Breeshai and tell her that im pregnant. I'm going to take a test tomorrow and ima call her after i get the results.
