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Jameer POV

Finally I heard the door open. I heard her drop her bags and her keys. Then I finally heard her heavy footed ass walking up the stairs and in the room. She looked at me and rolled her ass, not speaking. She walked up and tried to grab Melah. I moved her out of reached and looked at Syn like she'd lost her mind. What the hell did I do this time. I seriously don't know.

"What's up thickems?" I asked her smiling. Trying to lighten her mood, she looked at me with hate and I do the even know what I did to her. I swear one minute this damn girl happy, next she ready to kill me.

"So you not talking. What did I do?" I asked. While playing with Melah.

"Okay ma, I asked you what's wrong. You ignoring me so I'm not bout to kiss your ass. You want to be mad, be mad but don't expect me to give a fuck." I said. At this point she's made me upset, so I'm not about to sit here and be ignored. I got up with Melah and went up to the bedroom. I heard her following behind.

"I can't fucking stand you Jameer, that's what. Your suppose to tell me everything, but you've been lying to me." She said. I turned around to face her and looked at her.

"What the fuck are you talking about. I tell you everything, and I'm always truthful about shit. I have no reason to lie to you." I yelled.

"Why didn't you tell me the truth about the night I went into labor?" I put my head down for a quick second. I'm going to kill Milan. Damn if it isn't one thing it's another.

"Look, I just didn't want you to be thinking about that, I knew you would be sad about Major. I didn't want that syn, I just wanted you to be completely happy." I explained. She breath out and then broke down with tears.

"You still could have told me. Both my friends are out there going through it, and I was not there to help them or talk to them. I've just been sitting here with you, making Milan feel as if I don't give a fuck. When in actuality I never knew what the fuck the truth was. Do you know how bad I felt when she broke down in the Spa today. Huh?"

"Bae look I just want trying to do what I THOUGHT was best for you at the moment. In the end did I think the outcome would be this? No. Excuse me for trying to keep you happy, next time I know what to do. I'm not about to hear your ass bitch about that shit. Now dry your fucking tears and get over the shit." I said. Sometimes with Syn you have to be hard with her, if not she will keep on with the shit. She is just that damn stubborn.

"You know what fuck you, give me my baby" She yelled. See what I mean, I swear them damn pregnancy hormones are still there.

"Syn chill the fuck out. I'm not going to tell you again." I said. I turned around to finish my walk up the stairs but I felt her hit me on the back of my head.

"Give me my fucking baby Iman. Then I want you to get your shit and go." She said. I calmly took my daughter upstairs into her room and put her in her playpen. I got the monitor and took it with me and walked back down the stairs to see Syn nowhere to be found. Then I see the door open and I could see clothes.

I rushed upstairs into our room and saw her getting my shit. Hell nah, the fuck. I went to her and grabbed my shit from her.

"First of all this MY motherfucking house, if anybody going to leave this bitch it's going to be you ma. Second of all that's OUR fucking daughter in there, so that my shit got to stop. Unless you got some shit to tell me. Now I told your lil ass to sit down and chill out. I'm not going tell your ass that again. Take your ass to sleep or something." I said. I went to my side of the closet and started hanging my things back up. I heard the bathroom door slam, that damn girl is crazy. Then I heard the shower turn on, I know she's about to cry in the shower because I yelled at her. Nothing but a big ass baby.

After I was done hanging my clothes I walked in the bathroom and took off my clothes. She was facing the wall so I slid in behind her and wrapped my hands around her waist. She laid her head back on my shoulder, her whole body relaxing.

"I'm sorry baby." I said while kissing her neck. I turned her around and continue to kiss her, slowly making my down her body. I picked her up and put her legs around my waist, putting her back against the wall. I slid in my partner in crime and began to stroke. Hearing those soft moans escape her mouth gave me satisfaction. This all her whining ass needed.

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Syn POV

Me, Meer, and Melah we're all laying in the bed watching Moana. Melah didn't really know what was going on since she was only four months but she was paying attention. After me and Jameer's little shower session we went out to eat for dinner and came home to watch movies. Lately my emotions have been all over the place, I don't know if it's still from my previous pregnancy or what but I can't seem to control them. I know Jameer has noticed it, but of course he's not going to really say anything because he thinks I'm going to get upset.

"Bae I'm bout to go handle some business at the club. You want anything while I'm out?" He asked while sliding out of bed. I propped Melah in the bed and got out of bed and went to Meer. I wrapped my hands around him and looked up at his tall ass.

"I don't want you to go baby, jamelah is sleep let's have some fun." I said while kissing him. He kissed me back and grabbed both my ass cheeks.

"Bae, this real important. I have to meet with some people about some new work on the club. You can wait up for me. You know I'll come back and bless that pussy" He said,  I smacked my teeth.

"Ok, bring me some Italian ice back, and some hot Cheetos." I said while sitting down on the end of the bed. He walked out and I walked in the bathroom. I went under the cabinet and looked for it. I took everything out trying to find it, I knew I had one in here somewhere. Being with Jameer I have to keep one. Finally I found it all the way in the back.