Live Your Life

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Dayja POV

"Darien, I know damn well you didn't leave these dishes in this sink. I told you three times. THREE times! Your ass better come and do them." I said to Darien as he was about to exit the house. He groaned loudly and came to do the dishes.

"I hope that is not attitude that I see." I say as I walk out he kitchen. I walked in to the living room to find Jordan laying down watching a basketball game. I walked over to him and laid on top of him.

"What you need?" He asked looking at me licking his lips. I leaned down and gave him a kiss.

"Nothing babe. Just want to chill with my favorite fiancée." I said wrapping my arms around his waist and laying my head on his chest. He laughed which made my head move with his chest.

"I better be your only fiancée Dayja." He said. I smiled and rubbed his back.

"Would you ever want another child?" I asked him raising my head to look at him.

"Yah but we got time. We just chilling with our bad ass child now and when he goes to college, we can have all the kids we want." He said moving a piece of hair away from in front of my face.

"I mean now J." I said. He sighed and placed his hands on my hips.

"Dayja, I don't care. You ever want to pop one my babies out, feel free." He said. I laughed at how serious he said that. He is so damn stupid. I placed my head on his shoulder.

"I'm pregnant." I whispered in his ear. I moved my head so that I am facing him. I saw his face light up and a big smile spread across his face.

"Don't play Dayja. For real?" He asked I bit my lip and nodded. He laughed and pulled me to him and squeezed me.

"Damn, you're that happy?" I asked sitting up on him.

"Hell yah. My fiancée is having my second child." He said. I smirked and gave him a kiss.

"I'm getting a brother?" Darien asked coming in to the living room with a wet and soapy plate in his hands.

"Boy you better clean up my floor and it may be a girl." I said. He smacked his lips.

"It's going to be a boy." He said then walked back in to the kitchen to finish his chore.

"I might cry if it's boy." I said as Jordan rubbed my flat stomach.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because that is like 3 of you. Darien is already enough. I need a girl so that I can get some pink in this house and do her hair and dress her up so cute." I said getting excited. He laughed taking his hand away.

"Your too excited ma. Go take a nap or some shit." He said. I smacked the side of his head and got up, jogging upstairs.

If it's a boy
His swag and ditty bop'll be just like mine
And if it's a girl
Ooh, just like her momma she gon' be so fly
What a joy we made, from the love we made
Yeah... Yeah...

Ghostface Killah ~ Baby

Maria POV

I miss my baby! It sucks that he is all the way in California. I can't wait to see him in two weeks. I am going down there so that we can have dinner with my parents and he can meet my father.

To say that I am scared is an understatement. My dad is....unpredictable. He will say what he is thinking no matter who is there and what it is. That is the only thing I am scared about. Maybe that day he will be in a great mood and won't act crazy.