Flaws and All

(Chpt.8-02) Kids👶🏼👧🏾👦🏽

Chapter Eight
-Mama Mama-
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"Wow, I can't imagine how you felt when he said that. Its like he just wanted you for the sex--"

"He did....and that's kind of what I agreed to. We both agreed that it was just sex between us and that we could see and talk whom ever we wanted aside from that. But of course, I got caught up........I loved that man and it was just so hard to ignore it..."
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(Dyme's Pov)

After the night that went wrong, I cried of course but then also kept my head up. I've been without him before so what am I worried about this time. I guess it's time to do me again and leave these niggas alone.

:: 3 weeks later, June 2nd ::
-9:12 pm-

Currently I'm sitting down on my couch and watching an episode of
The Get Down on Netflix. I was eating some ruffles too, the cheddar cheese kind if I'm being specific. But then....my stomach just caved in all of a sudden. The last chip I consumed came right back up immediately, causing me to hold my mouth and rush to my bathroom.

Once there, I threw up in my toilet immediately, feeling my whole snack empty out like I never even ate it. When all said and done, I stood up to my feet to get myself back together and I looked into the mirror above my sink.

I wiped my mouth and went for my tooth brush to end this nasty taste inside. That was so weird that I just threw up like that. It was scaring me too...

But if I actually was pregnant, wouldn't I be throwing up in the morning....not at some 9 something at night? I mean, when I was pregnant with James I had morning sickness...

Nah, I'm not pregnant. I can't be,...I was on birth control-- Shit, no I wasn't. I never went to go get my prescription refilled damnit!

....No...I can't be knocked up though, so stop worrying yourself Diynara. You're fine and over thinking shit as usual. I would've had more symptoms by now, it's been three weeks or something....almost going on a month. And having to throw up at night seemed odd, I always known it to be in the mornings.

But I had other....ish to worry about than this pregnancy theory. My mother is trying to move out of the city......and to take James with her and my dad😐😒. Did she forget that's my child? And she ain't taking my boo bear nowhere.

Custody or not. I'm grown now, so I think it's time for her to stop playing the mommy role now. I would love for him to come stay with me instead, that's why I got a two bedroom anyways. I'm trying to get my priorities in order. Scratching a vehicle, a home, and hopefully my kid off that same list.

Walking back into my living room, I picked up my phone off the arm of the couch and dialed my mom's number to give her my answer. In which case.....was "hell no".

"Hello?" she answered shortly after.

"Hey, I thought about..." I said, taking a seat back on the couch.

"And..?"

"No. I don't want him to be a 4 hour drive away from me"

"Diya, I understand that but....I just don't think it's a good time for him to be with you. He's so used to living with me--"

"Mom, he's my son, not yours. We agreed to this plan before he was even born, did we not?"

"Well the plan is changing. I understand you're on your own two feet now and want to be there for him, but I don't think you should. At least not right now,...he's only 9 years old Diya"