My Thug Love #Wattys2016

Chapter 13: The Birthday

2 months later

I wake up on Deshawn's chest. I look up and see that he is looking at me. He has one hand on my ass and the other on my stomach. "They are kicking babe.", Deshawn says smiling. I kiss his cheek. "What's today?", I ask. "Your 18th birthday.", Deshawn says. "Oh shit.", I say. "Welcome to the club. So what do you wanna do today?", Deshawn says.

"Nothing really. I kinda just wanna go see Miss Cici and my family.", I say. "We can do that.", Deshawn says. We get up and go to the bathroom. "So what did Dr. Magnolia say about you being past your due date?", Deshawn asks. "She said it's fine cause it's only a couple days.", I say. "Did Elliot show you their room?", Deshawn asks. "No. I didn't even know it was finished.", I say.

We go to the guest room that we had converted to a nursery. "Oh my God. This is exactly what I had imagined it would be.", I say. "Yea Kendall and Kimora are gonna have it so good.", Deshawn says. "I'm not fucking naming my daughter Kendall.", I say. I hate the name Kendall cause it's so basic. "Then Kyrie?", Deshawn asks. "Eh that's better, but I still don't wanna name my daughter that.", I say.

We go back to the bathroom and do what we need to do. We get dressed and then go downstairs. "What the hell...are...y'all...still...doing...here? Didn't school start an...hour...ago?", I ask trying to get through the contractions. "What if we don't wanna go?", Brittish asks. "I don't care. His parents are not bout to cuss me out cause y'all don't feel like going to school.", I say. "I can't wait for them to get here and I can be the one that they love.", Brittish says. "Girl they uncle, daddy, and grandfather are all in the drug game. You can't beat that.", I say.

"We gotta get to school soon. My parents are pissed.", Christian says. "Look. Now I'm bout to get a call from them cause of you. We'll...drop...y'all...off.", I say getting contractions at the end. We all go out to the garage. "Alright birthday girl what car do you wanna drive?", Deshawn asks. "Truck.", I say. Deshawn throws me the keys to his favorite truck, his G-Wagon.

"On who it's your birthday?", Brittish asks as I pull out of the garage. "Yea. I'm legal now.", I say. "Damn bitch you old.", Brittish says. "Girl fuck you.", I say. My phone starts ringing. "Who is it?", I ask. "Aria.", Deshawn says. "Fuck man. This y'all fault.", I say. I pick up the phone. "Hi. I didn't even know they weren't at school until I was about to leave out myself. Yes I am on my way to drop them off now. Actually that is perfectly fine because I will have two little ones coming soon. I will have them pack after school. No it's fine I have a village helping me out. Oh if you ever want I will drop them off. Ok I'll send you a picture when they come. Bye.", I say.

"What did my mom say?", Christian asks. "Y'all staying with them until the school year is over. I can't make sure y'all go to school and take care of the...twins...when...they...come.", I say. "You really gon give us away for your stupid fucking kids?", Brittish asks. "First off I'm not giving you away, dipshit. Y'all are going to his parent's house. Second off my fucking kids are...not...fucking...stupid.", I say.

Deshawn pulls up to their school. "Now have a great day at school kids and learn...something...new.", I say getting contractions at the end. "Babe are you alright?", Deshawn asks. "Yea.", I say. They get out the car and Deshawn drives off.

"Babe.", I say. "Yes?", Deshawn asks. "It's time.", I say. "Are you saying we're about to be parents?", Deshawn asks. "I'm saying if we don't go to the hospital now our children will be born in a car that has a gun in the glove compartment.", I say. "How do you about that?", Deshawn asks. "Are you seriously asking me that right now?", I ask. "Yea that was a bad idea. I'm going.", Deshawn says. "That's what I thought.", I say texting Dennver.

"Oh a little bitchy, are we?", Deshawn asks. "Deshawn I'm close to ripping into these leather seats, do not test me.", I say. We get to the hospital and I struggle to get out of the car. "I'm gonna go get help.", Deshawn says and runs into the hospital. He comes back out with a couple nurses and a wheelchair.

"Hi Mrs. Carter, we're gonna help you get to a room.", one of the nurses says. "Ok.", I say. I get into the wheelchair and they wheel me inside of the hospital. "Deshawn what's all that?", I ask. "I've had this bag packed and in the trunk, along with two carriers, for a month now. You wasn't catching me slipping.", Deshawn says.

We get to a room and they help me into the bed. "Hi my name is Diane and I will be performing an EFM. Is that alright, Mrs. Carter?", my nurse says. "What ever gets these fuckers out of me faster.", I say. "Hey hey hey.", Dennver says walking in. "Hey girl.", I say in pain as another contraction is coming on. "Your brother and Miss Cici are in the waiting room. Your mom sends her best wishes and happy birthday to her babygirl because she had to fly out today. She said when she comes back she will throw a welcoming party.", Dennver says.

"Oh it's your birthday?", Diane asks. "Yes ma'am. I am 18 today.", I say. "Oh well congratulations. This is a very big year for you. You are finally an adult and your first child is on its way.", Diane says. "Children. I'm having twin girls.", I say. "You guys will be busy. I hope you are ready for that much responsibility?", Diane says. "Yes ma'am we are. We have an entire village of support too.", I say. "That's good. As someone with two sets of twins I know how much of a handful they can be.", Diane says.

"Two?!? Whew girl you are always busy.", Dennver says. "Yes I am. Identical twin boys and fraternal twins. They are 11 and 7 and they all are into different activities.", Diane says. "Yea I think I'm done after these two.", I say. "Everyone says that, but you would be surprised.", Diane says.

A couple hours go by and my contractions are getting worse and more frequent. "I can't take it anymore. Someone please get the doctor cause these babies gotta get the fuck up outta me.", I say. "I'll go.", Dennver says. She comes back with a doctor pretty quickly. "Hi Mrs. Carter, I'm Dr. Russell and you already know Diane.", the doctor says. "Nope. No time for introductions. These little shits are killing me and they need to come out. My water has already broke and last time someone was in here they said I was 4 centimeters.", I say.

Diane checks my dilation. "She is at 10 centimeters.", Diane says. "Well congratulations it's time for you to be a mother.", Dr. Russell says. Deshawn grabs one hand and Dennver grabs the other. "Alright who are these two?", Dr. Russell asks. "The father and my bestfriend.", I say. "Well I'm gonna need you guys to coach her pushing.", Dr. Russell says. "Can do, Dr. Boss Lady.", Dennver says.

"Now Mrs. Carter I need you to push for 10 seconds. Do you think you can do that?", Dr. Russell says. I nod my head. I push while squeezing both of their hands. "Damn bitch you strong as hell.", Dennver says. "Get out.", I shout. Deshawn wipes my forehead.

"We've got a head.", Dr. Russell says. "Ok keep pushing, Mrs. Carter.", Diane says. I push so hard that it feels like one of my organs came out. "We've gotta baby.", Dr. Russell says. "I still need you to push though.", Diane says. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.", I yell while pushing. "And baby number 2 is out.", Dr. Russell says.

"We're parents babe.", I say. Deshawn kisses me. Diane puts them both on my chest. "Hi babies. I'm your Mommy. I will always be there for you. You can always count on me.", I say crying. Deshawn wipes away my tears and kisses my temple. This is the best birthday present ever.