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King
"King come on we're gonna be late" Treasure screamed in my face dragging me out of her room "Damn tt slow down the place ain't going nowhere" I skipped down a few steps damn near falling. Her little ass was moving down these steps
"Kinggg" she whined tearing up "Oh my god Treasure really" I wiped her face with my shirt "Go pick a car I'll grab your purse and your phone" I told her walking to the kitchen picking up her things
"Her phone vibrated" showing a text message from Money Money: keep that between me and you please Treasure I don't need King finding out like that.
My breath got stuck in my throat, If she was doing something with him I'd beat her ass on everything.
Walking to the garage I seen her in the ghost so I hopped in the driver seat handing her everything
"Babe what if the baby is underweight" she started panicking "Treasure chill the baby is fine damn" I told her pulling out of the garage onto the road
"What are you hoping for" she asked me "You ain't even big yet" I told her laughing "I know but I want a girl really bad" she told me playing with her nails "Nah I ain't ready for another one of those" I focused on the road making an awkward silence.
"So you want a boy" I smiled "Yeah I need a little me"
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Treasure
"Hi sign in and I'll be right with you shortly" the receptionist at the women's clinic told me and King smirking at him "Ok"
We waited a few minutes before she came back out. "Ok so do you have an appointment" she rolled her neck "Obviously what's the other reason we came back here" King told her pointing to the appointment sign
"King please" I sighed "Here we go again girl just please call my doctor so I can go see about my baby" I rolled my eyes going to take a seat King and his hoes are gonna be the death of me
"Treasure Johnson" a nurse called from the back, I see this hoe learned quick because if she knew like I knew she'd shut the fuck up.
I stood up walking away leaving King at the front desk with her, see this is what I mean when I say he won't commit. "Hi step on the scale baby" the nurse told me so I stepped on getting my weight "150" I nodded going over to get my height as well
"4'10 come on let's get you guys to your room so we can get your dr in" the nurse told me, I hadn't even notice King walk over to me. "Baby you short as fuck 4'10 really" he chuckled but I ignored him
"You ok" he touched my shoulder "No King who the fuck was that"! I yelled making him look at me like I was crazy "Man that feening bitch? She a dope head that I used to serve before I stopped selling on the corner" he told me
"Knock Knockkk" the dr said walking in "Hi I'm Dr. Desante and I'll be taking care of everything for you today Ms.Johnson and —" he waited for king "King"
"Ok and Mr.King; First Ms. Johnson let me get your vitals" he grabbed my arm and my finger taking my blood pressure and getting my heart beat.
After he finished he took his stethoscope placing it over my boobs unexpectedly "Oo" I jumped
"Breath in" I took a deep breath in "Now breath out" I exhaled "Ok now continue while I listen" he told me listening to my breathing and heartbeat
"Ok everything is fine now I'm going to need for you to lay down and expose your stomach" King looked at him crazy before he slid my shirt up showing only what he wanted to show
"Kingg" I whined "No this is fine enough Ms.Johnson the gel is cold so brace yourself"
He placed the gel on my stomach rubbing it around my belly with the probe. "Oh my god" I cried listening to the heartbeat I was truly touched by this "Damn that's my little man" King said "Princess" I corrected him
Dr. Desante chuckled "Well Ms. Johnson you're healthy and your baby is too see" he pointed to the legs and arms on the 3d screen "How many months is she"? King asked smiling "3" we looked at eachother
"WHAT"! "Yes you're indeed 3 months Ms.Johnson" he told us "Well why is she so little" King asked looking worried
"Everyone is different sir, and she's so small so she may produce a premature baby even though they're both healthy" he told King trying to sound as calm as he could
"You sure" he eyed the dr being over protective King as always "Sir you have my word I'll do the best I can" he smiled wiping the gel from my belly. "You're free to go"
