After maybe 12 hours of thinking about it I called Amir. "I need to talk to you," He sounded like he was scared. I saw him pull up. I wobbled down the stairs. Junior answered the door.
"Brooklyn your baby daddy at the door" Lord have mercy. Amir walked to the living room.
"What do you want to talk about?" I sat down on the couch.
"Me, you, and Carter"
"Your really into that name?" I put my legs on the table. I turned the TV on. "You look like your about to pop"
"I know" Momma brought my blanket down and gave it to me. You didn't have to throw it. "You didn't have throw it momma"
"Whatever Brooklyn" I got a text from Sharice how she get my number. She just irrate the shit out of me.
We watched a movie he put his arms around me. I didn't want it to be like that right now. It was silent for once in a while. No fighting No arguing just quiet. He looked at me "Have you seen the baby yet?"
"You wanna see him I got a picture." I got on my phone and showed him the picture of him.
"That's my son got my big ass head" I laughed.
5 Weeks Later
It was time just one more push. He came Carter was here. I just looked a hot damn mess. Amir was about to die. Momma was the only strong one out the whole bunch. They gave me Carter to hold. He was so cute I loved him.
I was resting holding Carter. Amir came in the room "Where you been at" I asked he smiled and gave me a kiss.
"Outside" The nurse had came in and told me to fill out his birth certificate. "Carter Ahmad Gardner" I loved it. Carter was born January 4th 2005. (Forgot to say first 2 chapters where in the past) I put Carter in the bed. I went to sleep until the next day. It was on 6 that day. Soon they had all went home. Not knowing what life has in for them.
8 Years Later
It was Carter's 8 birthday. He was walking around the house. "You think Dad will come today?" Nobody knows actually. He hasn't been jetr in a while. To think I gave him a chance. Me and Carter went out for his birthday he wanted to spend the day with Amir but he's not here.
When we got back. Amir was sitting in the living room with bags everywhere on the floor. "Happy Birthday Little Man" "thank you where you been?" "None of your business" I sat in the single chair. He went through them. "Look Momma"
"its nice I like it you can wear it tomorrow at school it you want" "Yeah" He took all his stuff to his room. Amir looked at me. "I'm in trouble Brooklyn?"
"What type of question is that? You knew he wanted to spend the day with you but you didn't even call and say you were gonna be late or you weren't coming. You come in with all this material stuff Amir you can't buy that little boys love at all"
"My flight was canceled from Atlanta Brooklyn. I know I didn't call I'm sorry about that. I'm not leaving for a while now so you can chill" Carter walked in. Knocking at the door. I went to get it.
"Who is it?"
"Latoya" I opened the door. "Hey Brooklyn, Happy Birthday Carter" Adam came in after her.
"Hey Brooklyn,Happy Birthday Carter" They gave him a bag.
"Thank you"
Later on. Carter and Amir where in the TV room. "Sit down Brooklyn" I did I was trying to get all that tissue paper off the floor since Carter acted like since its his birthday he can throw trash.
"Is that gonna be you and momma?" I looked over. It was a couple getting married. A cheesy type shit. "Maybe"
"So that's a Yes. I maybe 8 but I know y'all love each other"
"What do you know about love Carter" He laughed.
"Nothing I just know that you love momma and momma loves you"
