Is it a fairytale or a dream?

roc: (rubbing lay boobs) babe

lay: yeah baby (playing his curls watching tv)

roc: I'm sorry for what I did I wasnt thinking I never meant to hurt....(gcf)

lay; babe babe babe I already know your sorry your always sorry (lifts up) I don't wanna hear anymore sorries.

roc (looks up at her) yeah I know babe I can tell your tired of the sorries but let me show you that I love & care for you & would do anything for you

lay: yeah & how you go do that because you ain't been showing me that you cared & loved me for these passed few weeks. (goes to the restroom) & besides everytime you say "let me make it up to you & blah blah blah (his voice)" you never make it up you make things worse (sits on the bed putting her shoes on) that's all you ever do. and I don't want that no more nor the fighting

roc: "sighs" yeah I know babe but I promise I'm going to make it up to you I won't let you down this time & I don't want to fight either your having the baby in like what 2more months that gives me enough time to make it up to you

lay: "looks at him then at her belly" yeah I guess chresanto

roc: (grabs her waist lifting her head up) baby forgive me don't be mad at me

lay:"sighs" I'm not mad

roc:"kisses her adding tongue" love u

lay: mmm I love u 2. we have to leave tho

roc: why do we always have to leave when it's just getting good

lay:(laughs) let's go (goes downstairs )

roc:  want anything out of here before we leave

lay: um icecream & water bottle cold please

roc: (gets it) alright let's go my beautiful soon to be wife

lay:(smiles & takes the stuff) let's go

They leave to kieara & prod house

lay:(knocking ) knock knock

Kieara: it's open y'all

roc: (open the door) y'all need to keep y'all door locked anyone can walk in (locking the door)

lay: I'll be in the kitchen cooking (leaves)

prod:(comes out the room pulling his pants up) wess

roc:(stank look) y'all nasty ew (sits on the couch )

Kieara: oh hush it's natural.

prod: Exactly it smell good

roc: my babe cooking tacos duhh

prod: shutup damn stop being sarcastic

Kieara: (turns on the tv ) y'all both shutup

lay: "comes out the kitchen holding her stomach" it's time get me to the hospital now! "groans"

roc & prod: "hops up" say what u do in the more  2months

lay: well the baby is coming now so get me to a fucking hospital before both y'all dick's get cut off.. ugh

Kieara:"helps her to the car" lets go now! turn that fire off

prod:(turn fire off running behind roc hoping in the car) go

kieara: (speeds off) just breathe babymomma you'll be okay

lay: okay okay hurry please

Kieara:come on light come on... finally