Forever My Thug

chapter 3

It was the middle of the night and it was around the time, the baby monitor goes off. Which means, it's time to feed or change the twins. I rolled over and got up out the bed. I walked across the hall and fixed two warm bottles. Thinking that Tray was going to get up behind me, I turned around and he wasn't there.

"Are you serious?" I asked myself.

I picked up Tyson because he was the only one crying. I walked back to the room and Tray was in the bed. I went over to his side and kicked it.

"What man, damn." he said jumping up.

"Get your ass up. You act as if I got four hands." I stated.

"Alright alright, I'm coming."

I walked back over and picked up Trinity and put her on her bouncer and set up a bottle to where she can drink it without me holding it.

Still no sign of Tray. Which started to make me aggravated because I'm the one with both of the babies. And this isn't the first time, not to mention when we first came home with the twins. Now, him having a job, I can understand but it still isn't fair that I have to be with the babies all damn day and he doesn't.

I put them back to sleep and walk in the room to find his ass still asleep in the bed. I rolled my eyes and crawled back in the bed. About three hours later, of course they start crying again. I looked at the clock and it was the same time that someone has to get up for work.

The bathroom door opened and then he smacked my ass hard as fuck!

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked.

"You don't hear them up in there crying?" he questioned.

"Nope, just like you ain't hear them up in there crying around three in the morning." I said getting frustrated.

"Noami, get yo ass up." he said going back into the bathroom.

"You get on my fucking nerves." I mumbled getting up.

"What was that?"

"I said....YOU GET ON MY FUCKING NERVES!" I screamed slamming the door.

I walked in the twins room and I went to change them and then get their bottles ready. I put Tyson in his bouncer this time and I held Trinity. As I was feeding her, a tear fell down my cheek and I quickly wiped it.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Slamming doors like we ain't got a fucking five year old in the next room asleep?" Tray said coming in semi-yelling.

"Fuck you." I said sniffing.

"The fuck are you crying for Noami?" he asked me.

"Nothing."

"We really about to do this?" he asked.

"We're not about to do nothing. Don't you have to be at work? Leave me alone. I'll handle the twins by myself like I always do." I said with an attitude.

"So, you take care of the twins by yourself?" he asked me sideways.

"Yup. Bye, go to work." I stated.

"Whatever Noami."

He took Trinity out my hands, to kiss her, and then put her in her crib. He did the same thing to Tyson. They were both asleep anyway. He tried kissing me but I dodged that sh*t.

"This how you gone act?" he asked me.

"Bye Trayvon."

He smacked his lips and then left out. I stayed up anyway because I had to wake up Tyrone in about hour. I went downstairs, sat on the couch, and turned on the TV. Soon enough, I was asleep. I woke up hearing the toaster. I looked into the kitchen and it was Tyrone.