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Chapter FOUR - Pinky Promise

Chapter FOUR

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Aliyah

I slipped into the mustard colored maxi skirt that I had bought when I went shopping with Paris the other day. It was a 1X, and that actually hurt me emotionally. I thought I'd never see the day to buy anything bigger than a large in bottoms, but the day came soon in life. It was fine though because that would be the first and last time it would happen. After I drop this load, I'm hitting the gym.

I tucked the cream tank top inside of the skirt and put on a blue jean jacket on top of it. I added gold accessories along with a caramel colored cross the shoulder Micheal Kors purse, matched with the caramel Micheal Kors sandals. My hair was in a neat curly bun at the top of my head and I was ready to go and fuck some food up. I was still at the house, getting ready to head over to my moms. I was nervous about to day, but I knew nothing bad would happen. God would watch over it all.

"Paris hurry the hell up."  I screamed to her in the bathroom. She was applying her make up at the last minute. Yup, she had stayed the night with me. I was happy to have her over because I got lonely. We stayed up late, ate ice cream, watched movies, and talked about how our lives had changed. Mine had did the most drastic turn, but I couldn't complain. I was ready, but not ready for my little one to finally be here. Hopefully after he or she arrives, someone else's life will change for the better.

"Damn Li, I'm coming. Let me finish my eye shadow." she said and I rolled my eyes. While she was doing that, my hungry ass went to the kitchen. The fridge was full of junk food. There was only one healthy thing inside, so that's what I choice to eat. A green apple. It wasn't much, but hell it was something.

Paris came strutting out of the back in a denim romper that stopped at an appropriate length, gold sandals, and gold accessories. Unlike mine, her hair was flat ironed bone straight down her back. My bitch was badder than a toddler and she knew it. The red lipstick covered her lips. She was ready to fuck some shit up, and I was guaranteed that Trent would be all up on her at dinner. I damn sure wouldn't blame him either.

After finishing my apple and Paris getting her things we left for my mom's house.  I was ready to get there so I could tear this food up. I haven't eaten right for the past two days because I knew my Thanksgiving meal would be worth the starvation. I was sure to gain at least 10 pounds before leaving the house. My poor baby about to be obese, but it's okay. The world needs more thickness.

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The doorbell rang & I went to answer it. We had gotten here early enough to help set the table and get everything together before anybody came over. It was only my mom, Paris, auntie Tasha, my grandma, and I. We had gotten everything done, now we were just waiting on everyone to finally get here so we could start dinner. I was becoming impatient because I was hungry as hell.

I swung open the door to see my mother in law, or well yeah I guess. She was standing in the doorway with a cake platter in her hands. Aaron stood beside her with a case of drinks and I could see Andre and Trent in the background getting things from the trunk. I rolled my eyes and opened the door so they could all come in.

"Hey mama." I greeted as she pulled me into a hug and kissed the side of my head. I smiled because no matter what this woman was always the best. Most mothers would side with the sun during an argument whether their right or wrong, but nope she didn't.

"Hey baby girl. You look beautiful as always. I swear it's like you get bigger and bigger every time I see you." she said while laughing. She spun me around quickly. I laughed and thanked her for the compliment and the slick insult. I then went on to greet my little brother, but he beat me to the punch.