With demanding careers on both ends, Nicki and her boyfriend, NBA Youngboy, aren't always home to take care of their six year old son, Jeremiah. By Nicki being in the medical field and Youngboy in the music industry, they don't have much time for fa...
"I'm home!"I shouted after I closed and locked the front door.
It was as if I was yelling into an empty home, nobody came to greet me. "I said, I'm home."I repeated, stepping out of my shoes. Seconds later I heard little feet running across the hardwood floor. A smile plastered my face and I bent down with my arms spread.
"Mommy!"My six year old son, Jeremiah, screamed happily as he hugged me with his tiny arms. "Hi baby! Mommy missed you so much!"I rocked him.
"How was work mommy?"He asked, looking into my eyes.
"Oh it's the same old thing every day. How was school today?"
I took off my nurse jacket and hung it on the stool chair at the bar(counter).
"Good! I can't wait until summer!"
"Summer isn't for three more days. Enjoy the last of this school year while you still can." He's in kindergarten, nominated to go to the first grade in the fall. I was proud of my baby boy. He's the smartest six year old I know.
"Where's your daddy at?"I asked him.
He shrugged and started to flip through the television channels. Jeremiah swears he's just as grown as his daddy.
"Hey babe."I greeted, coming into the bedroom. He was on his Apple laptop looking at something.
"What's up?"He replied, not looking up. I huffed to myself. He didn't get up to give me a kiss or ask me how my day was which made me upset.
"What're you looking at?"
"Work."His response was dry. I opted on saying nothing more to him, instead, I went to take my shower. Being an RN was tiring me out. Although it's something I've wanted to do since a young age, the job had its cons. And being a successful black woman in the medical field was even harder. I've been pushing through for the last four years.
"You gon' be off tomorrow?"
"No, you know I work all week. And this weekend."
"Whose going to watch Miah?"
"You. Who else?"He was starting to agitate me. I'm just trying to get ready for bed. "No, I got shit to do."He refused.
"And what shit do you have to do?"I questioned with the same amount of attitude in my voice as his.
"You know I been tryna put out a new album."
"Ugh! Aight whatever,"At this point I just wanted him to shut up. Kentrell always had some stupid excuse for why he couldn't go through with something.
I pulled on my jammies and went back to the living room to see Jeremiah still up, watching tv. "Come on, time for bed."I startled him. "I'm not tired."He replied.
"You have school in the morning, come on."I carried on.
He huffed and made an irritable noise through his mouth. I shut the tv down and sat the remote on top of the mantle which was just under the tv and just above the fire place. I waited for him to brush his teeth, read his bedtime story and prayed with him then turned off the light. "I love you Jeremiah."I smiled, which made him smile. "I love you too mama."
He was such an innocent, sweet baby boy. Much different from his street-thug gangbanger daddy. I left a crack in the door and went down the hall to my bedroom. "What took you so long?"Kentrell asked when I climbed into the bed.
"Nothing. I was just taking my sweet little time."I wanted him to shut up. I was tired and had to get right back up and do the same thing tomorrow morning. I didn't have time for his questions or antics.
"You horny?"
"Not right now."I told him, truthfully. "Man,"he smacked his lips. "Yeen never horny."
"I need all my energy for work tomorrow."I turned away from him and pulled the cover on top of my body.
"Our sex life is nonexistent."He whined like a little bitch. "No, it's not. Just rare. Because I be tired these days."I argued.
"Well, get un tired! I'm tired of jacking off."
"Well, get un tired."I mocked him and closed my eyes. He said nothing else. He didn't even pull me close, or wrap his arm around me like he used too. He didn't even say good night or that he loved me.
He was probably silently cursing me out.
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"Miah's last day of school is tomorrow. I think we need a keeper."I suggested. I forced Kentrell to bring and pick me up from work and take me out to dinner. We haven't been on a date in while.
"What you mean?"He didn't look up from his phone. I took the phone and shoved it in my purse so he could focus.
"We're both busy. Years ago, we didn't have hectic schedules like now. And I been looking at websites. I found two baby sitters."I opened my phone and went to the website. I showed him the first person and looked at his face to see if he approved. "And this is the other one I found."I swiped over and showed him the next girl. The profile picture was of her face full of make up.
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I showed him a picture she posted three days ago. It was a full body photo.
"She looks well put together."I noted, scrolling down to a video she posted two weeks ago.
"Hello audience!"She said. "I like to baby sit kids because I like being around kids. I baby sit kids of all ages up to fifteen. Ion do no smart ass sixteen year olds, they old enough to take care of themselves."She laughed. The caption said "HML(hit my line)".
"Which one you like? The first or second girl?"I asked him but he just shrugged.
"It doesn't matter."
I huffed. "Won't you just say something like yes or no. I need your input."
"I honestly don't care."
"Baby sitter?"Miah repeated, looking up from the game on his tablet.
"Yeah, for you."I poked his stomach with a smile but he went back to his game. I took a sip of my drink. That night, called up both girls that I had looked at and gave them a time and a place to be so I could meet them and decide who I want to watch my kid.
