"F-Fuck." Jahseh groaned as he came in my mouth, making me swallow it. "Damn, shawty. How you do dat." He panted.
I rolled my eyes. "Hurry up." I patted his chest. I sat back in the passenger seat and fixed my hair since Jahseh's big ass hands always gripping it.
Yeth I took off my dreads. They will be missed.
I'm goin natural for now till I find a new lace front I like. Dont get me wrong, I love my hair but I wanna try new stuff.
I got off the bat mobile and headed inside our house.
So...we just got kicked out of the doctor's office. So many people recognized Jahseh. So the doctor got pissed and just told us he'd meet us at our house.
I felt bad but I mean...what can ya do.
"WHERES MY BABY?!" Jahseh screamed as he entered inside the house behind me.
We heard Jamal squeal and begin stumbling and running towards us.
"MOMMA, DADA!!"
"Why yall back so fast?" Cleo chuckled, picking up Jamal.
"We got kicked out." Jah snickered.
She gasped. "They cant do that! They canr deny you service!" She scoffed and grabbed her keys. "Imma go talk to them." She said handing me Jamal.
"Ma, relax! They comin ova here." Jah laughed.
I gagged. Shit. I bolted into the bathroom.
I heard Jah followed me and held my hair back.
"Why the fuck is she throwing up white stuff...?" Cleo commented
.....
"Nah munch." Jahseh giggled as he held his hand. "Every time you fuck a bitch, you gotta make her spin on ya dick like a bayblade. Just like how I do with ya mama."
I smacked his arm. "Shut the hell up!"
"Bae he barely understands us as we do, him." He rolled his eyes.
"Then why he makin that face?" I pointed at Jamal who had his face scrunched up.
"Cuz gramma make it too." Jamal pointed behind us.
We turned around and Cleo was standing there with a guy standing beside her. Her face scrunched up too.
I couldn't help but laugh.
"Y'all this is Dr. Miller. He's looking for Kila. I'm leaving." Cleo said before grabbing her keys.
"Mom wait, where you going?"
"I gotta pick up Leo for Chrissy. He just got in a fight."
Jah sighed. "Bring him over later today."
She nodded and left.
Jahseh got up and shook his hand. "We're so sorry for the inconvenience we caused at your office. I apologize."
The Dr. just gave us a tight smile. Oh hes one of them white peop- lemme stop.
"Yes. You caused quite a crowd. So i was sent here to check up on Ms. Carlos over here even though I have 20 other patients waiting for me."
"I sincerely apologize. I didn't know that many people would recognize me."
The Dr. sighed and walked towards me, sitting beside me. "So whats the problem?"
"I've been throwing up a lot. I've been feeling dizzy a lot too. I get way too many headaches now."
"Open your mouth." He placed a tongue depressor on my tongue. "Hmm. Your throat is a little red. Is it sore?"
"Yeah." I cleared my throat as he pulled away.
"Im guessing from throwing up?" He said making me nod. "From your symptoms, I say you could be pregnant." He shrugged.
Jahseh smiled widely. "Really? For real? G-shit?"
I frowned. "Can you make sure? I was told im infertile and I took a pregnancy test. It said negative. I-"
"No."
Jahseh furrowed his brows. "Excuse me?"
"Im not going to check. I think that's enough evidence. You're infertile and a test confirmed it. I can see I clearly wasted my time."
"At least confirm it." I almost yelled.
"Im leaving now. I got important patients to get to." With that, he left.
"I wanna fuck him up." I narrowed my eyes.
"Let's go." Jahseh picked up Jamal and grabbed my hand.
"Where?"
"To get a thousand more pregnancy tests."
"MOMMA AM I GONNA GET A BROBER?"
"I don't know Jamal."
"Fuck that. You gotta be pregnant because I've been nuttin in you for 5 months straight."
"Im infertile. I could probably not even be pregnant."
He shook his head as he sat Jamal down in his car seat. "Dont say that. I have hope."
