Jasmine

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Tre

I flipped through the channels as Cam laid sleeping on my chest, I kissed her forehead & she groaned.

"goodmorning beautiful."

"hmm, I love waking up to you."

"yeah, same with me..buuut I have to leave."

"you're leaving...again?"

"I have to go back to Cleveland, Cameron."

"Trent!"

"Bae, I know. I said I wasn't going to leave but its a family emergency."

Cameron got up & went to the bathroom.

"Cameron, c'mon. My mom is sick & I need to see her."

The door opened slowly

"why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't like talking about it."

"Trent, you can trust me with anything. You can tell me anything, I can see you through anything."

I pulled her in for a tight hug. I kissed her forehead & her phone started to ring.

Cameron

I groaned & walked over to my phone. It was my dad. I picked up annoyed.

"yes, father."

"oh, so you going to hit me with that "yes father" bullshit, huh?"

"i shouldn't even call you "father". Remember you disowned me Andre"

"Cameron, this has got to stop."

"what has got to stop? You disowned me, 'member pops? All i'm doing is acting like a child who doesn't have a father. Shidd I don't even have to act, you weren't there for me. All you did was throw money at me."

"not this shit again."

"why not this again? Huh? Is it too much for you Andre? Is it so hard to accept that you weren't there for me & Dre? I need my father, & you left me hanging. So, yes, its this shit again."

"Cameron Faye Smith, you betta watch that smart ass mouth."

"or what, or what. You'll do what?"

I hung up the phone, & stared at Trent. He pulled me close & held me.

I began crying hard into his chest. I could tell he didn't know what to do. All this relationship shit is still foreign to him.

I smiled through the tears, I looked at him & he smiled shyly.

"i'm fine."

I kissed his cheek & went to get in the shower. I heard the door open & I knew it was Tre.

"Babe, when are you leaving?"

"you mean when are we leaving?"

I peeked behind the shower curtain.

"What do you mean we?"

"My mother wants to meet the young lady special enough to have my first born."

I smiled, his mother wants to meet me. I couldn't help but get excited

I rinsed off & got out. Trent stared at me.

"what?"

"you just look different....pregnant."

"hm, you can't say the word pregnant without flinching, can you?"

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