My Baby You'll Be (Laurmani)

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It was the next morning now and somehow Normani had got out of telling Lauren what happened.

She insisted that she was okay and that she was just crying because she was tired. Lauren pushed and pushed but Normani pleaded for the Latina to just let it go. The pale girl was beyond skeptical but never the less decided to let it go, at least until tomorrow. She couldn't get past this. She knows when something isn't right with her baby because... it's her baby for christs sake. It didn't sit right with her one bit.

She didn't know why she had a tingling sense in the back of her neck that someone hurt Normani but the thought was tortuous. The thought of her baby getting taken advantage of alone could kill her. Especially because of what happened to herself in the past. She was going to get to the bottom of this.

As she stood in the kitchen cracking eggs the brown girl shuffled out of the bedroom. She entered in her Night shorts and a tanktop, rubbing last nights sleep out of her eyes.

"Wait, you started without me" she spoke in her adorable, groggy morning voice wiping her eyes as she saw Lauren mid cooking.

"You looked so beautiful, I just didn't want to wake you" Lauren smiled sweetly at her, only to get an eye roll in return.

"Whatever. Let me go brush my teeth, then I'm coming to help." the brown girl spoke dryly, walking away.

Though yes Normani truly looked like sleeping beauty as she slept and of course Lauren would be the one to let her get more sleep for that reason, that wasn't the reason the latina let her sleep late even though they said they would get up and cook breakfast together. She let her sleep because she knew just how tired she was. She could tell it by her face, by how she walked, by the bags under her eyes.

She often asked herself how could Normani be happy being at such a demanding place. And then she would question if Normani is even happy. What if she isn't? The thought is both depressing and scary for Lauren.

Normani shuffled back moments later, she herself knew herself knew that she either had to pull it together or brace for another round of Lauren pleading for her to tell her what's wrong. It just hurt too bad to say. To her it was embarrassing, she felt disgusted that his hands even touched her.

"The bacon is done. I'll make the eggs and you make the pancakes?" Lauren spoke.

"Yeah that's fine"

"Okay here's the batter" Lauren handed a bowl to her "I already mixed it"

They stood cooking, seemingly both in their own world. Which is different than how it is when they usually cook. It's usually all laughs, fun and games as they try to make sure the food turns out at least halfway decent. But today it was weird. Lauren would occasionally glance up at Normani only to see the beautiful brown girl being unusually silent. And each time the latina frowned more.

The door knocked, a loud bang startling both of them. They definitely weren't expecting anyone.

"Watch the food" Lauren said trotting over to the door.

She pulled the door open revealing Solange, standing with her hands on her hip "Where's Normani?"

Lauren raised her eyebrows a little at the sharpness in Solange's voice but pulled the front door open more, revealing Normani in the kitchen. Solange stepped inside and walked towards her.

"Is there something you need to talk about?" Solange asked in a softer tone.

Normani felt her chest constrict. Her breathing got more shallow. "Huh?" She questioned through her quivering lip.