Short Filler.
Jahseh
Time flew before I could even comprehend what was going on. I had a new project to drop soon, a son to help raise, and my baby is 6 months pregnant with twins. I'm the man of the house, as always, but the stress has been suffocating me lately. I still feel.
Sometimes I think it'd be nice to go back in time to when it was just us. But I wouldn't think too far into it. I love my son, and the two kids on the way plus I'm getting married to the best thing that's ever happened to me.
This is my longest and most successful relationship. Why would I want it any other way?
"Hello?" I answer my phone.
"Aye, you tryna help me out with something Tuesday?" Cousin Ray?
"Uh, shit whatchu need?"
"Some rims, maybe look at some clothes after. You got me, cous?" He asked.
"Yeah man, you fam. Always gotchu'." I replied. Niggas always want something.
Azahir had been running around going crazy like he got this sudden sense of energy. He wants to go everywhere and actually interact with his surroundings a lot more. He can't stay still for too long and then he's going somewhere else.
"Don't yell at him, okay?" I soothe Azariah who was getting frustrated chasing after Zahir. She took a deep breath and nodded.
"Aight. I got this. Sit yo ass down. You not supposed to be moving and shit." I guide her to the couch and lay her on the recliner. "Here," I pass her the remote and kiss her lips softly. "I'll be back."
I got this little fucker. Marching to my studio, I left the door wide open and connected my phone to the bluetooth. I press play and sit back.
"BABY SHARK DOO DOO DODO DODO BABY SHARK DOO DOO DODO DODO BABY SHARK."
As soon as grandpa shark came on, his lit ass came in dancing and smiling and shit. Yeah, get all that energetic shit out.
I gave that nigga some headphones and let him get on my phone. I ain care what he did on there that much. He can go crazy. Most of the apps on there for him and his educational purposes anyway. He gon be the smartest jit in baby school.
Once he was slouched on my lap, I pick him up and take him to the family room with Azzy.
"Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy, oi oi oi! Azzy Azzy Azzy, aye aye ayeeee," I chuckled, gesturing to Azahir.
"Good job, daddy," she smiled weakly.
"You okay, mama?" I asked, sitting next to her. She nods.
"Yeah just tired. I keep getting this weird feeling in my stomach but it's probably the babies." She leans further back. I rub her belly trying to ease her discomfort.
"Baybays?" Zahir tilted his head and looked at her stomach.
"Yup, just like you." I laughed.
"My kids not bay bay kids," she giggled. This smile, fuck.
"Yeah but my kids are." I cheesed.
"Whatever, luh dude. I'm done with my homework for the weekend though." She grabs Zahir and put him on her chest, laying her head in my lap. I intertwine our fingers and look down at her.
I remember the day I met her like it was 5 minutes ago. She taught me what loyalty was. And how to love someone completely while trusting them with your entire life. Like if I was paralyzed from the neck down, God forbid, I know she'd be there for my every breath and still help with the kids. She has my whole heart, body, mind and soul. I know Azariah Jenesis Humphry- Onfroy is the one. I will spend the rest of my life with her.
It's still scary to think about. This other person being my entire lifeline. I thought I knew what that felt like and I got fucked over every single time. Azzy doesn't lie, and she definitely wasn't when she said she was different.
"What are you thinking about?" She looks up at me after looking at my phone with Zahir.
"You, our future." I use my free hand to move her hair behind her ear. "I love you, gorgeous." I tell her.
"I love you. I'm glad I met you. As a fan and a fiancé. You da best." She goofily stuck her tongue out. I chuckled and lean down to kiss her lips.
Suddenly Zahir wanna start whining and shit, throwing my phone down.
"Dada!" He whined, trying not to cry.
"Aye, stop. Don't cry, okay? It's okay. Tell me what's wrong?" I ask as he climbs over his mother carefully, like he knows she fragile.
He points to my phone. "That's what yo' fat head ass get! It went dead because you used it all up," I laughed. He laughed too, not knowing what I said. I kiss his cheeks and cut the tv back on. I put on an anime movie because that's what the fuck this household is about, and he sat that ass right back down.
"I'm hungry, Jah," Azzy smiled at me. I know that look.
"What weird shit I gotta get you now? It bet not be pickles." I thought she was done craving shit.
"No no, I just want.... cheetos and peanut butter?" She continues smiling. Ew.
"If you throw up, I'm not getting you more." I laughed. I'm dead serious though. She's too far along to be throwing up.
"Thank you so much! I love you." I kiss her head and carefully get up to retrieve her snack.
"I love you too."
