is you or is you not?

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005. IS YOU OR IS YOU NOT?

❛ So you're having
my baby
And it means so
much to me
There's nothing more precious
Then to raise a family . . .













---June 1, 1994

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June 1, 1994

"Y'know we got some crazy friends." DeVante chuckled, laying on his back as Stormi blankly starred at the television as a another episode of Martin popped on the screen. They both reminisced on the events of last night's exclusive party.

"Nah, nah! Them be yo' friends, that be tripping. You see how Mary jumped over that table at K's baby mama." Stormi reassured his thoughts. They were all a family, but it was no way and hell that the stuff that went down at Jodeci's parties would happen at her's.

"On some real shit, they need to stop all that damn fighting, shit not cute at all." DeVante groaned in frustration. A whole two years of the egotistical issues between K-Ci and Mary were getting out of hand and nobody seemed to care enough to stop it.

"While we're on the subject of friends, I need to tell you something."

"Yeah, what's goin on?"

"Well, y'know my friend didn't come visit me
this month."

"What? C'mon now, August come by here damn near every day barking and scratching at the door."

"Nah! My otherrrr friend, De."

"I thought I met all you're friends. You smokin' my shit ain't you."

"Ooh, you really get on my nerves, Listen Donald, you know lately I've been nauseous, eating all the time, and sleepy?"

"You tryna-oh shit, you being for real."

"I don't know for sure, but it's a possibility."

"Fuck, this is a happy day! Man, Stormi how this happen?" DeVante yelled, jumping out of bed. A huge grin appeared on his face.

Stormi turnt her face upwards, giving him a side eye. "You the one that need to quit smoking all that damn chronic."

"I mean I know how it happened. I just, y'know thought we were practing. I didn't know the game had started already."

"Well with all the practicing we do round' here. It was bound to happen."

"True dat! Cause' once my men get to marching ain't no stopping." He cackled, stomping the room. "If he gonna be large and fly like his daddy, we gotta get the best clothes, a college path, find a house in LA-

"Woah, slow you're road Papa Bear. I said I might be pregnant. It's not official yet."

"Well damn, we gotta have a license to have a baby."

𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊,           devanté swing.¹Where stories live. Discover now