"Lexy, Get yo ass down here."
I rolled over to a flashing alarm clock that read 6:45. I pulled my legs over to the edge of my bed. Eased my swollen feet down to the freezing cold hardwood flooring of my bedroom. You would think that it being the beginning of November that it wouldn't be so cold, it was colder than a couple bad bitches in Alaska. I walked over to the smaller bedroom adjacent to my own. "Hey mommy's baby." I cooed into my sleeping 3 month old son. I could tell he understood, he started smiling and his little dimples started to poke out. He is the only good thing in this fucked up world i swear. My mother was never really there to guide me like a mother should. So im basically raising my child through trial and error. But i make sure mines has it all. I had my baby Jacob Isreal Smith almost 4 months ago. Yeah yeah, i know I'm a baby raising a baby but i got a good support system. I got my best friend India, My boyfriend King, And my brothers Mello and Ray Ray. I Go to school in the daytime and work at Wegmans after school. I get good enough grades to make it to college but i don't think that will happen, not most people from the 716 make it to college. Especially not teen moms. It would be nice to tell my baby mommy did it but i just cant, i don't have the money for that. And its not like i can save up i have just enough money to pay the bills, make sure my baby not in need for nothing, and have some food in the house. My mother is on welfare so she spends all her cash on drugs and sells her food stamps to buy more drugs. Its like clockwork, the day she get her stamps she don't even make it back home until a week later after her binge. And then she come and begs me for money promising this will be her last time but i know it wont be. I walk down them old creaking stairs with my baby's carrier in one hand and my purse, diaper bag, and house keys in the other. "Hey little bitch, where you think your going?" My "stepfather" said in a slurred tone. I Completely ignored their tangled bodies on the broken down love seat and made my way to the front door. "BITCH I KNOW YOU HEARD ME!" Was all i heard as i locked the front door and made my way across the street to my sister India house. She was still sleeping so i got the key from underneath the welcome mat and turned it in the keyhole. I let the warmth of her 2 bedroom apartment that she oh so wanted me to come and move into embrace me. I took a sleeping Jacob out of his carrier and sat him into his beanbag that his God mommy had bought him. I walked over to India's room and jumped on top of her abruptly waking her. "Wake up hoe." I yelled a little too loudly because i heard i whining Jacob. She pushed me off the bed into the direction that Jacob was. I loved how much she adored Jacob. He had her wrapped around his little finger ever since she laid eyes on him for the first time. When India was 15 she was told she never will have kids so me being pregnant and having a child made it our child. We shared him lol. "When are you gonna move in already?" She begged me again for the fourth time this week and it was only Tuesday. I disregarded her comment and looked at my buzzing phone. It was a message from King
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King👑: Hey Baby Im Outside wya?
Babygirl💍💕: Across The Street At India House, Im Coming Out Rn.
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"Aight im out, dont expose my baby to too much." I jokingly said. "Yeah yeah whatever, Bye We Love You." India yelled back to me as I was walking out the front door. I walked over to my boyfriend of 4 years, kings black on black Range Rover. I met king my freshman year of highschool, he helped me find my algebra class which just so happened to be his class too. Ever since then we've been inseparable. "Hey baby, you look gooooood."King said with so much lust in voice. I just started blushing. This man was blessed. He is 6'4, carmel skinned tone, Some Gooood rican hair, a lul chubby, and the prettiest smile you could think of with a little beard. He got that dont fwm vibe and i was digging it. "Thanks Baby." i said back connecting my glossed lips to full pink lips as i shut my door. King was a great boyfriend but an even better dad. He would always make sure Jacob had everything he needed. Having Jacob made him change his ways. He would always be in another bitch face causing soo much stress on me. He NEVER made any of the doctors appointments, until i told him one day either get your shit together or me and my son will call another nigga daddy. And that must of got to him because ever since then he was always there. For the midnight cravings, the well baby checkups, everything. King was my first everything and we were soon to get married. We gone really seal this family. "Aight bby ill come get you around 2:30." He Told Me While Kissing me on the cheek. "Okay I Love You And Don't Be Late, i got work at 3." I stressed. "Ight Baby Damn, that was one time, i love you too." I Smiled as i shut the door and letting the cold engulf me. He watched me as i walked to the front doors, i added a little switch to my step and i just knew he was laughing as he zoomed off. "Welcome To McKinley"
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