Perfidious.

•Chapter• |49|

Jacob Perez

When I woke up, it was 6:40 in the morning. I sighed, thinking about why I'm up so damn early. I looked down at my belly and smiled. I rubbed my stomach and and sighed again. I closed my eyes, thinking about the life I'm gonna live when I get settled in New Orleans. I need to get a job, for one.  I just don't really know what. I didn't have a job when I was with August, so I honestly don't know what I'm good at. After that, I need to buy a house.  Not rent, buy. Meaning that bitch is mine. August and I only rented a house because we weren't going to stay in that area for so long. But now, I'm going to buy one and keep it because I am not going back home. 

Well, maybe if Naomi or Denise want me to come, but not any time soon, hopefully. Because I'm tired as hell, my feet are swollen bad, and I just can't handle Denise's crazy ass for right now.

Noe my baby is going to be born in New Orleans. I've always loved the accent. When my baby grows up I hope he or she has the accent because it'll be so fucking cute on them.

I still don't know if I'm having a boy or a girl, I plan on keeping it that way. My mom and I decided that it should be a surprise and while I'm in the hospital, she'll get some clothes for him or her. I just don't wanna know just yet. Like my mom, she didn't know of I was a boy or a girl, and she bought a bunch of baby clothes, but mostly for girls. She gave some away, but she made me wear some too.

Crazy mother of mine.

I sighed for the third time. I don't know what it is with me and sighing. I just do it when I'm stressed or if I think too much.

I'm not really stressed, though.  I mean, I'm still thinking about leaving home, but it's done now and I can't turn back.

Chresanto can stay with his ex for all I care and she could have his all children.

Nicki could swallow the rest of August's kids for all I care. I'm just glad I'm not getting rid of my baby.

I'm not clarifying them as August's child because he or she isn't. August doesn't want them, so therefore he shouldn't have the Father title. It is how it is. and he better not ask to see my child because I'm just going to shut him down like he did to me.

I just wanna be even with him and make him feel what he made me feel, but that's wickedness. And I'm not that wicked.

Who am I kidding, I'm sometimes just too nice to people.

That's probably why so many people have taken advantage of me, or my body.

Thank God I've never been raped though, because I wouldn't even know my baby father is.

Wait, I'm getting off topic.

I should stop with all this thinking, it's making my damn head hurt.

I heard a knock on the door and I sighed.

"Open." I said as I rubbed my stomach again.

My mother came in and smiled at me. I smiled back and she sat down on the bed.

"You okay?" She asked as she rubbed my stomach.

I nodded. "Yeah I'm fine." I tilted my head. "I look like a whale though." She chuckled. 

"Deal with it. I had to deal with your big headed ass the same way."