"Baby you make me this way, I got you to thank."
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•Hazel
"You starting to accept the fact she look like me now?"
"Nope, I still feel disrespected." I joked.
"She might start looking like you. She has your eyes at least."
"And she has your nose, eyebrows and freckles... bitch." He laughed.
"Don't call my daughter a bitch. That's a whole new level of disrespect."
"Nigga I was talking about you."
"Oh... Don't call me a bitch either!"
"Shut up. Come adjust this pillow, i'm uncomfortable."
"Lift up." I slowly leaned my body forward, tightly closing my eyes from the pain. Remind me to never do this again.
"Thank you, that feels much better."
"Mhm. You hungry?"
"Yeah but I don't want no damn apple sauce." He laughed.
"You want some ice?"
"I guess, yeah."
"Aight, i'll be back." He walked out of the room. A couple minutes later, my mama peeped her head in the door.
"Knock knock.."
"Karen, you ain't got no job?" She laughed.
"I came to see my granddaughter but I see she's not in here." I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, they bout to get on my nerves."
"What are they doing now?"
"Trying to make sure she can breathe on her own and get her used to sucking on her bottle. You know they take extra precaution with the premmies. She was 7lb, 6oz though to say she came early."
"That's why you were so big. Imagine if you would've kept her in there for twelve more weeks."
"Yikes"
"Yeah. Speaking of yikes, why you ain't told me your brother out here being irresponsible?"
"That was for him to tell, not me."
"You supposed to be my girl. Why you ain't snitch on his ass?"
"Like I said, that wasn't my business to tell. We just got back right, you think i'm finna fall out with him about something stupid again? You know now. Did you beat his ass?"
"Punched the shit out of that arm." She always go for the arm.
"Don't be hitting my little brother."
"Your little brother needs to use protection. I mean what was he thinking? I thought you were the slow one."
"Wow." She laughed.
"Sorry."
"Whatever. You didn't say nothing when I got pregnant, you were happy."
"Girl, do you know how different that is? You grown with your own house, your own money and a man. Seven is not grown and he ain't got no damn money. Must be broke as hell if he ain't bought no condom."
"Dead"
"The lil chicken head better be cute."
"I don't know, Seven like them hoodrats. They probably would be cute if they take off that red lace front and them peacock feather eyelashes." She laughed
