Chapter 5

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Two months later. . .
Karter's POV
Enjoying a good ass dream
Knock Knock!!! Oh my gosh. Can I at least have one day of peace. Gollee I can't even wake up without someone bothering me. Tries to get up. Shit I'm stuck.
Me: Give me 5 more minutes please.
Knock Knock!!!
Me: GATT DAMN Wtf my nigga can't a bitch get her fucking sleep!!! Jeez Louise
Rolls of the bed
Me: I am so gonna miss sleeping on my stomach and rolling over.
Gets up and goes to the door. She looks through the peephole.
Me: Wtf why can't I see shit. Oh Hell Naw. Patrick if you don't move from my door this second I will knock this door down on top of you fast than you can say the alphabet.
Patrick: the alphabet
Me: laughs oh my gosh Patrick you is stupid
Opens the door
Patrick: Finally, I was burning out here.
Me: Lol it's only 82 degrees
Patrick: Yeah Right 82 degrees my ass. Instead of talking about the weather, let's talk about that baby bump.
Me: How did you know?
Patrick: First of that question just answered my curiosity and the fact that I looked through your bathroom when you was letting me watch your dog BAM BAM. By the way where is that little devil?
Me: He sleeping. Like he always does
Patrick: here is a question I been dying to ask.
Me: Ok spit it out
Patrick: Are you gonna let me in this house or nah.
Me: You might as well get in now before I close this door in your face.
Patrick walks in
Patrick: But you didn't
Me: But what if I did?
Patrick: Why would you do it?
Me: Why wouldn't I?
Patrick: Cuz I'm your best friend. Now that better be the fucking answer.
Karter laughs
Patrick: girl why is you laughing? Is you trying to kill me?
Me: Lol. What do you need?
Patrick: Why would I need something. Can't I just visit my cousin slash neighbor on this fine day?
Me: What's the real reason.
Patrick: I need some sugar
Me: It's in the cabinet.
Patrick walks in the kitchen
Patrick: Damn girl how the hell you got all this salts and spices but you don't cook.
Me: maybe I had a dream to become a chef and...
Patrick: And what? Did they say you can't be taught to cook
Me: No. Last night I was watching master chef and I fell asleep thinking about master chef.
Patrick: What?!?! I'm leaving bye girl
Me: That's what you asked for...Buuutttt of you leaving get tf out
Patrick: Uh excuse me?
Me: Uh Bye? Adios? Hasta La Vista? What don't you understand about leave?
Patrick: The fact that all this attitude is coming out of your mouth.
Me: Get out
Patrick: Why
Me: Cuz I said so now gco
A Unicorn flies through the door and licks her face
Karter's wakes up
Me: The fuck? Barry BAM BAM the second, why is you licking my face? I should have known that was a dream cuz I don't know nobody named Patrick. Lemme go wash my face cuz I don't want a saliva mask.
Does all that hygiene stuff
Knock Knock!!!
Me: That better not be that Patrick Bish from my dream.
Andre: yells You don't have to worry it ain't Patrick I can assure you that.
Karter lets Andre inside
Me: Hey Andre. How are you.
Andre: I'm good. How about you and your baby.
Me: We good. So what decided to make you get up early in the morning to come and see me?
Andre: Jamal. He has been at Empire in the studio working his behind off cuz he think you don't want to see him.
Me: I want to but............. I don't know. I want to talk to him so we can figure out this parenting stuff and what we are gonna do for the rest of the pregnancy or if he wants to keep my kid while I work and vise versa gco
Andre: don't stress about it
Me: ugh...Nvm. Take me to Empire.
Andre: dont worry ok. You and Jamal will make great parents
Me: oh okay. Let me go grab some Doritos right quick and gco
Andre: grabs her arm and takes her to the car
Me: Ay Caramba
Andre: Calm down Bart Simpson
Me: You are seriously going to be the best uncle slash God father ever
Andre: pauses what?... A god father?
Me: Yeah. By the way my decision is final. You are the god father of me and Jamal's child.
Andre: Hugs Karter Thank you very much. In his mind- YESSS BITCH IM THE GODFATHER HELL YEAH
Skipping to Empire
Andre: walks into the studio Jamal was in. Jamal take a break, go eat and then come back so we can talk.
Jamal: still writing the lyrics to his song, not noticing Later was in the room. How many times do I have to tell you I'm not hungry and there is nothing to talk about.
Karter: Actually there is something to talk about.
GASP!!!!!
Jamal: turns around and looks everywhere but at Karter. Hey Karter.
Karter: whispers to Andre "get him some food"
Andre leaves the room
Karter: Hey Jamal.
Jamal: What are you doing here? I thought you didn't want to see me again.
Me: Well. . . Looks like you thought wrong. I thought you didn't want to have a child in your life due to the fact that you never came to talk about the baby for 2 months Jamal. How he hell do you expect us to raise a child together if his father can't get his shit straight. Hm? Tell me. Karter turns around to walk out the studio but is stopped by Jamal's hand on her arm.
Jamal: . . . Are we having a son? Tears are starting to fall out of his eyes.
Me: Yeah. Hugs Jamal and starts to cry. Your making me cry.
???: What's going on here?
Jamal: We were having a discussion about something.
???: And who is this beautiful young lady. Puts hand out in front of Karter
Karter: I'm Karter. She shakes ???'s hand
???: I'm Lucious Lyon
Sorry this chapter was short. But this was dedicated to JayeAwesome29.

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