The Worst ( Urban )

Chapter - 10

I've been in this hospital for a week because the wouldn't let my Cj leave yet til they were sure he was ok. We get to leave today so home here we come, Teyani comes back tomorrow I missed her...I miss Melo too. Travis walked into my room with a baby bag and duffle bag and walked over to me.

Travis: I brought you some clothes, I got the car seat strapped in and everything so whenever you ready to go we gone.

I nodded, he helped me up and handed me the duffle bag, I walked to the bathroom and opened the bag pulling out a pair of black leggings, a grey fitted nike hoodie, a jean vest and my bordeaux jordan 7s. I got dressed slowly cause these stitches ain't no joke I put on some numbing cream the nurse give me last week for my stitches. When I finished getting dressed, I threw my hair up in a messy bun and looked at myself in the mirror. As much shit as I'm going threw and as much as I wanna give up on life everyday I still manage to look good asl. I'm a motherfucking Milf bitch yasss, and my babies keep me pushing everyday but if I ever again in this lifetime get with somebody else they bet not want no damn kids cause my two I mean Three can't forget my King but my three kids are enough. I walked out to see the nurse had brought my prince in the room and Travis was getting him ready to leave. Watching him get baby Melo ready made me think of a year and a half ago when I had Teyani and I walked out the bathroom to see Seven getting my pooh pooh ready to go and playing with her, I just really wish he was here for this and he's not...

I promised myself that I'd refrain from social media since Carmelo died cause niggas be plotting, and plus they don't need to know what's going on with my life at the moment. All these disrespectful motherfuckers stay commenting on my old pictures talm bout " I know you may be grieving but when you gone be available again" or "Bitch you set Seven ass up he should've been with me" "You ain't posting shit about him cause we already knew what was up #thesehoesaintloyal" which irrated my soul but I can careless I always knew where me and my baby stood no matter how stubborn I was, how mad I got him, and even when I said I was done I knew we wasn't cause that nigga had my heart in his pocket he could do whatever and I swear I'd try and find away around it because I loved him, when he cheated it hurted! It hurted like a motherfucker but I knew that's something Melo wouldn't do on purpose, so I forgave him I may have left and given him a hard time but he had me wrapped around his finger and I'm sure he knew it but he never took advantage of it! I can honestly say Carmelo Paris Carter was my true first love, like yea I had Travis but that was more of lust and we were moving too fast and got a baby involved I loved him but I was never deep down in love with him. Seven was my everything and still is. But since nobody has confirmed sevens death on social media , which were Quan orders and I understand where he was coming from tho, but some people still comment outta curiosity "Is he dead Frfr?" "Why ain't nobody letting us know nothing." "I won't believe it til you confirm it or somebody close to him does" "I'm sorry for your lost baby" " TEXT ME RIGHT NOW I cant believe he gone he can't be!" "I'm here for you keep yo head up" But other than my kids I only got 2 things on my mind.

I walked over by Travis and my melo man I swear he don't even look like me at all which is fine with me cause he look like a spitting image of Carmelo when he was a baby. I grabbed him off the bed and pulled him close I kissed his head and I just looked at him.

Drea: Baby, I love you, and I know your daddy loves you too!

He cracked a smile and oh my gawd he smiles just like his daddy, Seven use to smile all the time you couldn't stop him from smiling. Before I could get to far into my feelings a nurse came in pushing a wheelchair.

Nurse: Whenever your ready mama!

She had genuine smile on her which was comforting, I looked over at Travis to see he was paying no attention what so ever and that he was on his phone. I turned my attention back to the nurse and sat in the wheelchair with Melo in my arms.