Lost In The Game

XXVII

Demyya's POV

"Are you gonna stand in the mirror admiring your baby bump all day?" Jordaan inquired as she popped some flaming hot Cheetos in her mouth while laying on my bed. I jumped, frightened at the sudden noise, not realizing Jordaan come into our room.

"Haven't daddy taught yo' ass how to knock before entering a room?" I questioned after relaxing my muscles and un-balling my first.

"Yeah, he taught me how to knock, but here's the thing, this is also my room and I am most definitely not knocking on my own damn door before entering my own damn room." Jordaan started as she basically skipped over to the bed, snatching the bowl out my hand and began to chow down on my Cheetos.

"You almost got knocked the fuck out, " I commented with a mouth full of flamin hot Cheetos, snatching the bowl back.

"Damn Demyya, " Jordaan exclaimed with a scrunched up face as she watched me practically clear the bowl.

"What?" I replied licking my fingers.

"I think I just lost my appetite," Jordaan stated, pretending to throw up.

"I am eating for two, don't be like that boo boo." I retorted.

"If you keep eating that hot ass shit your baby gonna come out meaner than a viper."

"Well that'll make two of us," I said grabbing my car keys. "Come on so I can drop you off at summer school." The school was out for the summer but Jordaan missed two tests that determine if she passes to the next grade, so she had to do a day of summer school.

"I can't wait until tomorrow. It's gonna be my last day of the school year and at this school." Jordaan followed me out of the room and out of the house. "Then I can enjoy my summer days like y'all."

The sun was beaming hard but the wind gave a beautiful chill that balanced the heat out so lovely. There weren't many students smiling, seeing as though they had to attend summer school and for who knows how long and what for.

"Okay get out. I gotta pick up Jurnee before we're late to the doctor," I said while pulling up at Jordaan's school. "And be outside when I get here. Not sucking faces with your mystery man."

"Ok, mom. See you later," Jordaan laughed, stepping out of the car.

"Speaking of mom, your mom isn't too fond of me. I'll most likely be moving back home. I can't deal." I spoke with very little love in my voice.

I've noticed the way Danielle looked at me. She didn't acknowledge me and even acted as though I was invisible. If I wanted to deal with a bad mother figure, I could deal with my own mother.

"We'll talk about that later. Love you, bye." Jordaan took off towards the main entrance while Demyya watched her go in before pulling off.

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"Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and I'm homebound," Jurnee sang obnoxiously, portraying the movie white chicks.

"How the fuck can you be happy right now?" I asked turning down the music and pulling into Ms. April's driveway.

"Uhh, I got good news. You're the one who got the bad news. I'm finally dilating and can have my baby girl any day now. But you," Jurnee looked over at me and laughed before getting out the car. "You're the one having twins. Not me."

I sighed hearing the word "twins" for the tenth time today. I got out of the car and made my way into the house. I looked around the living room and spotted my momma sitting in front of the tv. She was effortlessly beautiful and didn't need makeup to look better. The light from the tv bounced off her beautiful melanin skin; she was flawless.

"Hey, ma. How you been?" I asked, making her turn around and smile. It's been a month since I've talked with her and four months since I lived here with them all.

"Oh, my baby. I missed you so much. You've been ignoring me," she said kissing my forehead. "And look at that baby bump. I'm so thrilled to become a glam-ma." I laughed as she rubbed my belly and kissed it repeatedly.

The front door swung open and Kenny walked in holding a car seat with Lailah right on his heels. I missed him a tad bit but from what Jurnee has informed me, he's getting what he deserves.

"I know you fucking lying," Lailah exclaimed, finally noticing me. "What the hell is she doing here?" Kenny pulled her back as she tried to get at me. I wasn't worried about a damn thing though.

"I'll come back when Ms. April gets off. I wanted to tell y'all the news together," I said grabbing my keys and hugging my momma. "I'm late picking up Jordaan. I gotta go."

"Can't you sit and talk to me? It's been a while and who is she to run you off?" My Momma looked desperate to have me in her presence but I couldn't work myself up with stress and she has yet to apologize to my face only through texts and voicemails.

"No bitch. Who the fuc—"

Lailah stumbled to the wall holding her jaw as blood trickled out of her mouth. I gasped out of reflex before laughing. "Jordaan you gotta stop hitting people like that."

"That BITCH better stop disrespecting my momma or she gonna have more than a lil blood running outta her mouth." Jordaan took off her shoes and made herself comfortable. "When you wasn't outside on time, I figured you were here."

I sat next to Jordaan and rubbed my belly. How am I going to deal with being pregnant with twins and I don't even know who my baby daddy is? My support system is great but I don't want my twins to be without a father.

"Look what the cat done drug in hea' today. Come here, baby." Ms. April practically pulled me off the couch, squeezing me. "You abandoned us." She looked over me and held my stomach.

"Move boy, damn," I noticed Kenny standing at the bottom of steps blocking Jurnee from coming in the living room. "Staring at her like she made of gold or something. Your baby momma upstairs. Go check on her hell," Jurnee snapped sitting in between Jordaan and me.

"Well since it's getting late and everybody is here, I'll give y'all the news before I go." Jordaan stood up and gathered all her belongings. "Today I found out the gender of my babies. I need all y'all help picking out names and no I don't want a baby shower," I explained.

"Why don't you want a baby shower? This is my first grandbaby," my momma said in distress.

"Babies? As in two babies? At the same time?" Kenny asked making everyone catch the drift. I nodded my head and looked away, afraid to continue to look at the pain in his eyes.

"Who's the father? Huh, Demyya?"