Ambrosine Brooks
I woke up early in order to cook breakfast. I had invited both of my mothers over as well as Wayno in order to clear up everyone's mess whilst enjoying a pretty damn good meal. I was taking full charge of my happiness and life. I was so tired of the arguing, the lies and the secrets. It was negative energy I didn't want anywhere near me. I also had good news to tie everything up.
I heard someone coming downstairs as I cooked breakfast.
"Hey" Saint spoke with a sleepy face but still
very much handsome and fully dressed.
"Hi baby" I spoke before kissing him. His face
lit up immediately as we pulled away.
" Why the smile? Miss my lips?" I smirked knowing the real reason already.
" I just thought you were mad at me. You said I was gonna hear it in the morning, remember?"
" Yes I remember. But if I didn't you were still going to tell me even if that meant me yelling at you?"
" Yeah.. I guess" He shrugged.
" Well you just saved yourself. I'll try my best not to yell." I laughed.
" Can we talk now?" He added
" You don't want to eat first?"
" I rather do it in private while everyone still sleeping." He sighed
"Okay" I smiled slightly as I attempted to sit at the kitchen island.
" Can we sit outside? It's nice."
" Uh sure alright." I redirected myself towards the door leading to the backyard
" Wait baby, the living room is fine I don't want the mosquitoes biting you." He noticed bugs flying.
" Okay Saint" I chuckled.
We proceeded to sit down and he laid my feet on his lap rubbing them as we made eye contact to speak.
" I guess I should start being that you don't really have an issue, do you?" I ask out of curiosity.
" Uh, y-yeah just one thing."
" The floor is yours I won't be mad."
" I think you aren't embracing your pregnancy much. I want to go shopping and pick out clothes and a crib together . It's kinda hard doing that when you aren't there to enjoy it with me. I just want to know that you're genuinely happy mama because we can't go back now. We're stuck forever. So if you're sad or anything tell me ok?"
I pouted. That definitely was not the case.
" Baby that isn't the case, I love being pregnant but it's too much drama happening. I would love to do all of that but we'd only have but so much space to do that here and your place is getting more and more crowded. I'm happy I'm going to experience labor and having a baby. I don't want you to doubt my happiness about this so maybe we can do more hands on things like shopping and planning for the babies future. Maybe even classes?"
" Classes? Baby that's not my thing. We can just run up a check in the store or something. I'm not sitting on no floor with a bunch of white people staring at me like they've never seen tattoos. Like a nigga rebellious and shit." He sighed
