In and Out |Dave East| editing.

Chapter 3

Continuing from last chapter..

So many words..Five Thousand and some change.

Getting back to Carter house it was almost two in the morning. After helping him take the baby bags in I got myself ready to leave.

Hearing some crackling noise I looked at the sky as it​ lit up and boomed the loudest fucking thunder ever.

Gasping really loud, turning around to run in the process I bumped right into Carter, making me fall on my ass.

"Oooow Carter.." I whined as the thunder made a loud noise again. Carter laughed as I curled up on the floor covering my ears with my eyes closed tightly.

"Stooop laughing."

"Broooo, he said coming down from his laughter, yo tough ass scared of uh lil thunder."

"Yes and wasn't nothing little about that thunder, God is really mad up there."

Carefully​ peeking out the window I seen nothing but rain and lighting. Sighing I pulled out my phone to see how long this shit was gonna last.

Rolling my eyes, putting my phone away I sat on the couch.

"Looks like yo ass spending the night with uh nigga."

Looking at him scrunching my face. "Ugh."

"Now you know yo ass wanna spend the night with me."

"Whatever." I replied even though I was high-key hype.

"Where the baby at." I asked looking around.

"She was sleep when I brought her in so I laid her down."

I nodded. "What's her name, if you don't mind me asking."

He chuckled sitting next to me. "You so polite, yet so mean but her name is Kairi Chanel Jordan."

"Aw, I love that."

"Thank you." After saying that thunder boomed again making me cover up my face then the lights went out.

"Damn." Carter said sounding amused.

"Is this shit amusing to you, what if we die."

"Girl we ain't gonna die, crybaby ass."

"I said what if.."

Bang Bang Bang

"Ahhh." I screamed jumping in his lap.

"Yo, I swear this shit is hilarious."

Getting up to open the door I clung on to him.

It was Malik and some of his friends. Letting them in he walked back to the living room with the help of the flash on his phone.

"Damn you fucktart." I said as Carter threw me on the couch and lit some candles.

"Oh shit, is that baby Jay."

I laughed. "Hi Freaky."

"Wassup with you sis."

"Shit, chilling."

"Nah, nah, nah, trying act all thuggish now like you wasn't just crying about the thunder." Carter butted in adding his two cents.

"Carter David Jordan Jr, shut the fuck up befa' I punch you in yo esophagus."

"Damn Money, yo girl mean as hell."

"Correction, I'm not his girl."

They laughed as my FaceTime started to ring.