So you guys! My phone is all kinds of jacked up right now and I am oh so sad. I planned on updating but its been treating me wrong so I haven't been able to.Now, I am using my lil laptop wishing I had my phone because I am not used to this website version of Wattpad even though I think that is why my phone being the way it is. *side eye wattpad app*
Anyways, I hope y'all enjoy this Chapter LOVE Ya!
Brandon's POV
"She really left?" I asked my mother.
"No,she left for fake fool." My mother rolled her eyes.
She shook her head and grabbed her purse.
"So you not gonna say nothing?" I asked her.
"I'm done saying shit to your ass. I can't take this shit no more. You stressing me the hell out." She said walking towards the door. "Apparently, when I talk to you it makes shit worse because all I've been doing is talking to you. You fuck around and she is gonna do exactly what your father did when it came to you and that woman. Take her baby and leave your ass high and dry because you acting like you don't want it. Gotta be her son because you aren't the man I raised." She said.
"Come on ma don't do that to me."
"You're doing this shit to yourself Mr. I want a family." She sighed. "You're the one who wanted this baby and it's disgusting the way you're acting. I get it, she messed up. She knows she's messed up in some ways but damn, make her feel worse about it?
I sighed turning away from the door. I grabbed a water from the kitchen and sat on the couch. I grabbed up the blanket I had on the couch and folded it.
I went upstairs, grabbed my phone and called Imani's phone number knowing I have to apologize to her.
I sighed hearing the phone go to voicemail. I hate apologizing, but Mom Dukes is right, I should think
Imani's POV
I looked at my phone and rolled my eyes. He was blowing it up since earlier today. Did he not know I was serious? I clicked the end button and pulled out my laptop.
I've been taking my classes online now, since I got pregnant and it's honestly easier that way for me. I don't have to worry about not wanting to go because whatever reason I can just sit and work.
At this rate, I'm gonna be done with school in the next three months and I'll be a graduate. I can't let anything get in the ways of that. It's way too much at stake, now I'm pregnant and this baby is gonna be here in little to no time, and I'm gonna have to support him or her.
I sat up until two o'clock in the morning doing homework and sighed when I seen the time. Baby was sleep. I hesitantly pulled up my shirt and began to rub my belly slowly.
"Well baby, I guess. I guess it's just you and I." I sighed sadly and I felt little small flutters.
"that's not a bad thing of course." I sniffled. "Because you'll get all your love from me but it's scary for me. I've never had to do this before. The whole thing. You're my first baby and I wish I could give you what I grew up with. A mommy and a daddy and a nice home with friends. Maybe you could have a dog. Your grandma wouldn't let me have a dog." I laughed a little. "I am gonna work hard, the hard and honest way to provide for you pumpkin." I said and rubbed over my belly.
I laid down on the couch and breathed deeply in and out. This is my life just me and the baby. Not even my sister here with me. Not because she didn't want to be here but because I don't want her to be here. She has a family of her own, I have to give her the space she needs to focus on herself and her family.
Brandon's POV
I groaned waking up and getting out of my bed around ten in the morning. This was a late start for me, and I slept as uncomfortable as possible. I basically had to force myself to get some sleep. A huge part of me nervous about where the hell Imani could possibly be. I called my father, my mom isn't speaking to me and true to her words she had stopped saying stuff to me.
"What?" My father said answering his cell phone
"Damn, Good Morning" I said
"Nah nigga, because of you your mama kicked me out of our bedroom."
"Y'all moved back in together?" I asked
"That is none of your business. Do I ask you what's going on between you and yours? Nope."
"I don't have no- Never mind, where ma?" I asked not wanting to provoke an argument.
"Where she is. Why?" He asked.
"Because I need to get in contact with my baby mother." I told him and he sucked his teeth.
"That isn't your baby mother. The mother of your child is what she is. That baby mother shit is disrespectful." He said.
"Alright, well I don't know where my child's mother is."
"And what does that have to do with your mother?"
"She cool with her, all I wanna do is make sure she good."
"You do some stupid shit boy, damn."
"Trust me, I know." I sighed.
"No, you really, really don't know." He said and I sighed.
"You gonna help me or judge me pops?"
"I'll see if your mother will tell me, if she doesn't you can't be mad. She told me what you did."
"Thanks pops."
"Mmhm, whatever nigga." He said and hung up the phone.
I put the phone down and grabbed the ultrasound picture Imani left, I got mixed emotions about us right now. I don't know if we ready for this, I do not know if I am ready for this. Don't get me wrong I'm gonna love my kid regardless but after finding out what I know about Imani it got my head fucked up.
I know one thing for sure, and that is that I got to get back in contact with Imani so we could get right before our kid comes into this world. I refuse to do what my moms did to me to my child.
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Chileeeeee what the hell is going on with our faves? They got to get shit together, who side y'all on?
Where the hell is Imani? lol
Boy or Girl?
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