Our AfterMath : An Urban Love Story

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*chynah's pov*
My pregnancy is going smoothly so far. I've went to several appointments and today I'm going to find out the gender of my baby. I've decided to have a gender reveal party, but Andre isn't a huge fan of the idea. We constantly argue. His leg has gotten better, we finished the physical therapy process and he's up and moving. I'm almost 5 months now.  He no longer lives with me. Actually, he moved out way before his leg even healed. We couldn't stand each other. So he was being stubborn and moved back into his own home about two months ago. I didn't feel like putting up a fight. You have to understand that I was pregnant, providing for myself, my baby, & dre at the time due to his injury. He didn't appreciate me.. even though we weren't together I tried my best to work things out with him for the sake of our child. He fucked up more aside from the Vonnie situation. He cheated on me again.. well it's not cheating since we weren't together anymore but it shows that he had no intention of getting back with me. So I was kind of happy that he left. He was stressing me out.
        We still communicate. Only about our child. He shows up to every doctors appointment, brings money for our child... dirty drug money🙄 he just won't the streets go. After that minor shooting I thought he'd give it up. But I guess not. Sometimes,  I worry that he won't live to see our baby be born.
       He's actually on his way here now because we have a doctors appointment today.
As I pulled up to park in the parking lot of my doctors. Dre's car parked on the side of mine.
I stepped out and locked my car and he did the same.
" Yo, you almost scratched my car." He grinned over at me
" My bad." I replied
" It's cool. "
I looked over at his attire. He had on a True Religion shirt , grey shorts and some Gucci flip flops. I glanced down at his shorts to a print, then looked back up quickly. I'm guessing he just threw anything together because usually he's overly dressed and draped in all kinds of designer material. His hair was cut into a fade and his waves were spinning. As I was about to look away he laughed at me.
" you like what you see?" he smirked
He always played with my emotions like this. He'd constantly flirt whenever we were at appointments and shopping for our child. He found a way to make me feel some type of way. As if he was trying to make me rethink my life without him. I know I sound pressed, but he was like my first love and he's the father of my child. I have to feel at least something for him. I mean maybe it's because I haven't met anyone else. I sighed and decided to answer him.
" boy what are you talking about?"
" I saw you staring all over my body. Pervert."
I laughed " wow. Let's just act like I didn't see you starring me up and down."
" I'm not a flexer like you. So ima tell you that I was looking at you. Let's just say That baby doing you good. You look mad good in that.even with the baby bump"
I had on an above knee length black tight fitted with light brown gladiator sandals and an MCM purse that matched my sandals. My hair was in a neat bun. I didn't have any makeup on. Ive become way too lazy to even put makeup or weave on these days. I just go natural I guess. After this appointment I plan to go out to eat and treat myself to some good food.
I don't know what got into me but I blushed at Dre's comment when he turned his head. I decided to not keep the conversation going any further so I shut up. We walked into the office and checked in. We waited for about 10-20 minutes a nurse guided us into a room and got us situated for my ultra sound.

I was actually smart enough to put shorts under my dress, knowing they had to lift the dress up to get to my stomach. As I laid on the bed and rolled my dress up, I felt eyes on me. I looked around to see Dre starring at my thighs. Ugh perv.
" Why you got them little ass shorts on? They tight as hell too squeezing your stomach. Don't harm my daughter... I mean child. "
" first all there's nothing wrong with my shorts. I had a dress over it and you don't even know if it's a girl or boy."
He rolled his eyes.
" Stop rolling your eyes fag."
" I wasn't a fag when I got you pregnant and it is going to be a girl. watch. " he chuckled
Now I was the one rolling me eyes. I wanted a boy and he wanted a girl. I know for a fact it's a boy. I just know! Dre will get over it.
A sonogram nurse entered the room.
" Hi, you must be the father. " she shook Dre's hands and smiled at him. That smile was a little too big.
I coughed to let her know I was here too duh.
" Oh , I'm sorry. Hi. My name is Patricia I'll be doing your ultrasound today. Your regular doctor Mr.Soprano is out of town and I was the next available person to assist you. " She stated a bit rudely after rolling her eyes
" Okay." I replied

She continued to take glances at Andre. At this point I was becoming annoyed.
" Yo Chy just take them little ass shorts off they irritating me. I know they irritating my baby too."
" your baby? Boy just shut the fuck up. " I was becoming annoyed with him.
" Yeah he's right those might be a little too tight for the baby.. the dress too. You're pregnant, this isn't a fashion show. So the tight clothing should be cut to a minimum. I know you might enjoy your new weight gain or whatever the case may be but think of your baby's health.. and your baby's father's request should be acknowledged as well." This dickeating ass nurse began to give me a lecture
" Tell her again!" Dre chipped in
I rolled my eyes as I felt her rub the gel onto my stomach and pelvic area. She then placed a transducer on my stomach, and began to move it around.
" Oh I think I see what the private part hold still. " she spoke
I was becoming so happy. I waited about 30seconds and she finally spoke again.
" ok. Would you like to know the gender of your baby?"
" Yeah " Dre blurred out
" Wait no. Can you write it down and put in an envelope? I want to a have a reveal party and be surprised too when it's time for the party." I smiled
She looked over at Dre glaring at me and chuckled.
" Sir, your child is a female." She blurred out and smiled at him. FOR WAY TOO LONG.

Y'all don't understand how I mad I was. I picked up the cloth on the desk next to me, wiped off my own stomach. Pulled my dress down, grabbed my purse and got off the bed.
" Now what made you do that?" I approached her and interrupted her staring at him
" do what? " she had a bright smile on her face
" what made you tell the gender when I specifically asked you. KINDLY asked you to NOT say it." I yelled at her
Yes, I understand it's not that serious. I'm actually happy I know the gender but she's disrespectful, her attraction to Andre caused her to disrespect me and go against my wishes for the decisions I made for MYSELF AND MY CHILD. she's rude and I don't like disrespect. Call me petty but I don't care.
" Calm down miss. "
" oh now you want to act professional." I rolled my eyes
" Oh sweetie, you got the wrong nurse you getting smart to."
" And you got the right female you're getting smart to because I will smack you."
" girl you're pregnant. "
" and you're not."
" YO chill. ChyNah come on yo. " dre grabbed my arm
I did sound dumb. You know what let me take my fat self and my child away. I guess it's these hormones..
I sighed , removed his hands and walked away. I don't feel like dealing with this.
I walked to the front desk.
" I'd like to report nurse Patricia for unprofessional behavior to a patient. " I smiled at the lady at the front desk.
" Okay, hold on please grab this card and fill it out."
I have to fill out a card? Seriously?
She handed me a little card.
Oh it's not that big. I quickly filled it out and handed it over.
I don't know why I expected Andre to chase after me, but he was taking his good time. Probably chatting things up with that dumb nurse. I exited the building, and started my car. Off to a nearby restaurant I go. ☺️