One month later
Marissa's pregnancy status: Two months
November 24th
Thanksgiving Day
Marissa Daniels
I looked in the mirror and laid my hand on my stomach. I had a little bit of my belly sticking out but I don't think nobody could tell.
I started on my makeup until Nate came in.
"Here go your cover up." He said laying the jacket on the counter.
"Thank you. You know I still can't find everything." I said applying my mascara.
"Well curly sue you need to because this trying to look through every suitcase you got ain't helping at all. Why you got a damn bra on?" He asked changing the subject.
"It's not a bra it's a bustier."
"Well take it off because it looks like your breast about to bust out of their." He said.
"Nate no I mean no." I said trying to finish my makeup.
"But babyyyyyy?" He whined.
"Nate baby I ain't checking for nobody okay and I don't want nobody checking for me we are going around your family and we're going to tell them that I'm pregnant and be happy okay."
"Ugh!" He yelled.
"Let me be great for once." I said.
"Shut up." He said walking out of the room.
"Shut don't go up Nate it goes down."
I heard him yell. I just had to laugh.
He gets mad over small things but when I put this you know on him that attitude changes quickly.
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"Baby I'm scared." I said as we pulled up to his Aunt's house.
"Nah don't get cold feet on me now baby." He grabbed my hand and kissed it.
"But-"
"Uh uh shh we gonna do this together okay." He opened his door got out then came to my side and opened mine.
He grabbed the ice out of the backseat and we walked up to the front door.
Nate Jackson
"Finally y'all got here I'm ready to eat wassup cuz." My cousin Dylen said dapping me up.
"Nothing much man." I said.
"Don't look like nothing to me who's this beauty right here and what is she doing with you beast?" He said.
"I'm Marissa." She said.
"Nice to meet as you should now I'm Dylen Nate's cousin from Jamaica."
"You don't sound like you have a Jamaican accent." Marissa said.
"Well living in America can change you right I moved here when I was 4 so you know."
"Yeah we do where is Aunt Mary?" I asked.
"In the kitchen with Aunt Jane and Claudette and cousin Jamaiya and Raz." Dylen said.
I grabbed Marissa's hand and guided her to the kitchen.
"Wassup family?" I said.
