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Chapter THREE - Scheming

Chapter THREE

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Aliyah

A couple days has passed since I was released from the hospital, Lord knows I was too happy to leave that place. I hated being there and I had nothing but bad memories from it. Since the argument Andre & I had, I stuck to my word & I did take all of my things. I wouldn't say this move was permanent, but for now it was. I had to do what was best for my baby & I, and being there with him having people after me was what I didn't want. So as of today I'm moving my last box of clothes to the apartment Andre use to live in before graduation. It wasn't as big, but it was just what I needed right now to be comfortable in.

I grabbed the box as best as I could and turned the light off in the closet. I didn't know where Andre was right about now, but it wasn't home. I was kind of happy that he wasn't here while I did this because I knew he wouldn't want me to move out. I haven't seen him since the day that I was released from the hospital. He came to check on me, but I was doing just fine. Of course I did miss him like crazy, but that wasn't as important as my life nor my baby's life.

I struggled putting the box into my car and got in to drive away. It was 2 in the afternoon and I planned to go to visit my mother once I was done. Thanksgiving is tomorrow & my baby shower is Saturday. I'm excited about going to my baby shower, but then again nervous at the same time. I was closing in on 9 months, & I was no where near ready to pop this baby out me. Lord please be with me during that time because I'd really need him. I was eager to find out the sex of my baby as well. We both decided that we wanted it to be a surprise.

I quickly took the box to the apartment. I took it upstairs and sat it down on the bed, not even bothering to unpack it. I went to use the bathroom. After that I was out and headed to my mom's house. I was bored out of my mind since Andre & I sort of broke up, so I figured I'd spend today with my mother, little brother, and granny. What else could I do? My best friend was in class, my boyfriend was non existent, Trent wasn't even an option to me because he's always with Andre. They were my last and only option right now.

I opened the door with my house key and walked in to loud whining and the smell of sweet potatoe pie. I already knew who it was doing the crying, so I followed the loud wails until I ended up in the living room. My mom was holding little Amari in her arms as she tried her best to console him and calm down his yelling. I wanted to laugh at the sight, but decided against it because she was struggling with him. I wasn't a expert with babies, but I decided to give it a try.

I walked all the way inside and slipped my little brother from her hands & into my own. He instantly started to calm down and I smiled in satisfaction. He knows his big sister already.  I kissed his chubby cheek and sat down on the couch next to my mother. I'd been seeing a lot of her lately, not that it was a bad thing. My mom had lost all of her baby fat and was back down to her original size within 4 months. She was my inspiration because Lord knows I refuse to walk around like a fat ass.

"Hey baby." she greeted as she kissed the side of my head and gave me a half hug. I returned the gesture and sat back as Amari slowly went to sleep on top of my stomach. He must was tired before I got here because he went to sleep on jump. Poor little baby brother was worn out.

"Hey ma, how are you?"

"I'm good, now that he's asleep I can have a break. How are you baby girl?" she asked as she relaxed herself on the couch. I did the same and readjusted my brother on my lap so that I was comfortable.

"I'm hanging in these last couple of weeks of this pregnancy. Mama I'm not ready to do this. I don't want my kitty to be stretched open" I whined the last part and she laughed at my discomfort. I was serious and she found it funny. I wanted to keep my walls in their designated places.