Jamierah POV>>>>>>>
It was Sunday afternoon and I am washing clothes listening to some good ole Keke Wyatt when I notice my phone going off the damn hook. I finish with the clothes and sat on the edge of the bed to see what all the mess was and I have 45 missed calls from every damn body in my contacts trying to get ahold of me. Don't nobody know the truth about some mess like najeem so that's who I called first.
Najeem: Bitch well are you dead?
Me: nah I was washing clothes, whats up? My damn phone has been going off. Who died?
Najeem: Bitch you about too...
Me: What are you talking about boy
Najeem: Frankie's ass done went out and got some other bitch.. Umm... pregnant.
I just dropped the phone on the floor and I could still hear najeem talking to me but I was totally out of it. How could the person I've been messing with for 20+ years and the person I've went through so much shit with do me like this. Lately i've been noticing him get dressed more often, went back to getting his haircut every two weeks again he just started doing little things that he hasn't done in a while. I've had one eye on him for a minute but I let it go because he's been through alot. He just lost his best friend Rob and his cousin Kharran so I let everything go to be there for him. I had my concerns about another bitch being there to comfort him but I waved that flag because I was doing a damn good job. I wake up out my semi deaf stage because Shakia was wrapping her arms around me. Yes we are all still together and happier than ever. Soon as I looked into her eyes I broke down again and the look of confusion was all you could see on her face.
S: Baby what's wrong??
S: Baby talk to me why did you just break down like that?
Me: He's having a baby.......
S: wait who? Who's having a baby?
Me: FRANKIE IS. FRANKIE IS HAVING A FUCKING BABY
Forget me and him being legally married for 13 years, having several businesses together, the one thing we've all always wanted to have a baby and I was having trouble doing so for the longest. Last week I went to the doctors and found out that I was indeed 13 weeks pregnant. To deal with knowing my family isn't going to be how I pictured it but now my child will have a sibling around the same age. One thing I know is frankie doesn't know that I know yet so I am going to set fire to THAT ASS.
Doing my nightly routine I see lights in front of the house and it's his bitch ass because my wife is in the bed. I try to hurry and make sure the house is straight before I go to bed for the night. I spefically asked Kia could she sleep in the guest room because I had something for his ass. As I laid in the bed he was just coming into the room from taking a shower and I just looked at him but this look was unexpected because it was a " i miss you daddy look". He just in my face grinning ear to ear not knowing a damn thing. I climbed on top of him and told him I needed to tell him something. He grabbing on my butt and kissing on my neck, he knew exactly what to do to get me going. I wrap my arms around him and proceed to his ear and whisper, "baby i'm pregnant" and I felt the excitement and the nervousness all in one swift motion. Him being stuck I say's baby are you happy and he stutters to say, yes baby I know how long we've wanted this for ( good answer ). So I tell what the doctors said and how far along I am before he could ask me,
Frank: Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?
Me: Because I was going to surpise you and kia at the same time but today was just a good day so I'm telling you.
Frank: Why was today so god? What happened baby
Me: I was in my mood today to clean up so I did and I did all the laundry and I was jamming to my music. I just so happened to see the light from my phone and it kept lighting up so I took a break and I went to go check. I have calls from literally everybody so I called najeem back and guess what he tells me
