"How about this?" Damien showed me a blue outfit that had the cutest shoes. "That's so cute." I exclaimed. We're shopping last minute for the baby. Trevor has been on tour for three months. I don't really mind that he's gone.
My phone dinged. I checked it. Someone tagged me in a picture of Trevor kissing Keandra. I ain't even mad. I don't know why I went back to him.
"You ok?" Damien asked. "Yeah." I half smiled. "Just know that I am always going to be here for you." He kissed my cheek. $
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I winched because of the pain in my stomach. I know I am having contractions. The contractions were far apart. "GO TO THE HOSPITAL." I screamed. The car swerved. "Relax Z." Damien said.
I am no way close to relaxing. We got to the hospital in five minutes due to Damien speeding. "She's in labor." Damien said. A nurse rushed to us. She put me in a wheel chair. "Call my family." I said calmly.
A couple hours later
Finally. "What's his name?" Menika asked. "Da'shawn Kazembe Johnson." I said. I wish my father was here to see this. May his soul rest in peace.
Diggy,
"Precious don't do that." She was drawing on the wall. "But daddy-" "But nothing." I took the color pencil from her. She looks just like Mikita.
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I checked my social media. "Shit." I muttered. Trev was kissing Keandra. "Daddy you swaid a bad word." "My bad. We'll go to the park and get ice cream if you promise you won't tell your mommy." I bribed. "I promise." She smiled.
I called Trev. "What's up?" He said. "Don't be asking me what's up. You're the one going around kissing Keandra's ass." I stated. Trevor ain't a real man.
"I don't get what's the problem." This nigga dumb as hell. "You know what, Z deserves someone better than you." I said.
I decided to change the ending of the story which means that the epilogue will not be next.
