Live Your Life

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I AM GOING TO CONTINUE THE QUESTION ASKING BECAUSE I DONT HAVE ENOUGH. ASK ANY CHARACTER AS MANY QUESTIONS AS YOU WANT!! GO! NOW!!!

Jordan POV

"What's wrong?" I asked Dayja as we sat down at the table eating dinner. She had a twisted look on her face.

"I'm just having these little cramps from here and there. It's making me really uncomfortable." She said.

"You finish eating and meet me in our bathroom. I'm gonna run you a bath to relax you a little bit." I said. I got up and put my plate in the sink.

Before I went upstairs, I went downstairs because it is damn near 12 am and Darien is still dribbling on the court. I entered the gym and walked over to where he was.

"Nigga, why are you still down here." I said. He looked at me but didn't stop playing.

"I'm stressed the fuck out." he said. What this young ass boy have to be stressed about.

"Well can you be stressed tomorrow? Your momma isn't feeling well and she will come and bitch at you so quickly." I said. He sighed and held the ball.

"Dad, why haven't you and mom gotten married?" he asked. I sighed and rubbed my face.

"Your mom and I have a neutral understanding. We don't need marriage that bad. We agreed that if we get married now or when we are 70 our love will never change. Why are you asking son?"

"I was just thinking about it. But tell ma I said she should feel better." I nodded and left the gym. I looked in to the kitchen and Dayja was bent over the counter holding her stomach.

"Baby you want to go to the hospital?" I asked her. She shook her head no.

"Forget about the bath J. I just want to lay down." She said. Her voice sounded so drained.

I picked her up bridal style and kissed her stomach. I brought her upstairs and laid her on our bed.

"Mmmmm Jordan." She groaned. I sighed and got in bed next to her. She buried her face in to the sheets and took a deep breath.

"Dayja are you sure you are ok? I don't like the way your sounding." I said. She just waved me off which followed by another groan.

I sighed and rubbed her back.

3:00 am

Dayja only slept for an hour and then woke up moaning and groaning again. I didn't sleep because my ass is worried. She doesn't want to go to the hospital but she is obviously in pain.

"Baby, lets go to the hospital. You are not fine." I said getting out of bed. She didn't say anything.

I got up and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a black t shirt. I slipped on my Nike slides and the went into Dayja's draw and pulled out a pair of sweatpants.

"Alright babe, I'm gonna need you to cooperate with me." I said as I approached the bed. She nodded and sat up slowly.

I put in her pants and she put on one of my hoodies. I tried to put on sneakers for her but she shook her head no and moved her feet.

"Come on Dayja."

"Jordan." She groaned. I sighed and grabbed her flip flops and put them on for her.

I jogged out the room and in to the nursery. I grabbed the baby bag and then went in to Darien's room.

"Wake up nigga." I said, turning on his light. He cussed and sat up.

"What?"

"Knock that attitude off. Your mom might be in labor so I'm going to take her to the hospital. Meet me there." I said. He stretched and got up. I left and got Day.