Raised in a Gang

Chapter 47

So I'm probably gonna be writing again bc Tyra ungrateful ass stay dickriding me for more shit ... But Im not complaining bc I enjoy it so heres another chapter.

TYRA POV

One fucking year has passed and all Ray and I have done besides have fun was have sex. Yes. All we really do is fuck and I'm pretty damn content with it. Two months ago he proposed to me, surprisingly, and I thought of saying "No" until I realized I would be a damn fool if I did so and that I was madly in love with him.

Here we are now, living in a shitty apartment building but with a bunch of nice things, dickheads for neighbors, and finally applying for college and et cetera. Did I mention that I'm pregnant? Well, the rubber broke and I got knocked up and Ray is happy as fuck. I, on the other hand, am not ... I'm pretty nervous.

"Have you talked to TJ or your mom?" Ray asked as he took another slice of MY pizza.

"Not lately, I was getting to it." I replied, texting Jacob.

Ray and I have kept contact with our friends from Compton even though we're all the way across the country. I've learned over the past few months that Mickie's getting better, making significant progress, and Chresanto got shot the fuck up by some crackhead he fought a couple months ago over ten dollars. I was worried at first until Jacob informed us that it wasn't anything critical, just his right shoulder.

"Do they know about Baby Zaytayvion Crayola Carter James Smith?" Ray asked. I glared at him and scoffed. If he really thought I'd name our baby Zaytayvion Crayola Carter James Smith, he must have something wrong with him.

"Hell no. I don't even know about Zaytayvion Crayola Carter James Smith." I snorted.

"Tyra, you'll have to accept the fact that you're naming our baby Zaytayvion and not that fucked up name you came up with."

"And what's wrong with naming my child Tyrel?" I asked.

"Nothing if you want a basic son."

"As I remember, back in Compton yo ass wanted to name our son Bartholomew."

"I was young and stupid then." He waved his hand off and took a bite of his pizza. "You still are." I whispered.

"What was that?" He asked.

"I said I love you." I covered up.

He skeptically looked at me and nodded.

8 MONTHS LATER

"Oh my fuck, look at this beauty." Jacob yelled holding up my beautiful daughter. Mickie held my son in her arms and looked admiringly at him. "Ray, you're gonna have to keep your gun ready for this babe when she gets older." Jacob said.

I used a wash cloth to wipe the sweat off my forehead and held my arms out. "I wanna hold them." I breathed out. My breath just got back to normal but I was still fucking exhausted. I just pushed Ray's big headed son out my cooch before our doctor informed us that we had another kid coming out.

That was pretty damn shocking but not as shocking as Ray's statement when he found out he was a father of twins. "Oh yeah, my soldiers know what the fuck they're doing."

"I already got it locked and loaded." Ray smirked. He used this thumb to trace circles on my arm as I held his daughter now. Mickie gave him Tyrel and he looked at her with so much fear and love, it was picture worthy.

As if someone was reading my mind, the nurse who helped guide me through labor snapped a picture of our beautiful family.

"First family picture. I'll get this framed for you." She walked out and Ray laughed loudly.

"Ray, you think we'll do a good job?" I asked fearfully. I was suddenly worried about fucking my kids' lives up by being a bad mom.

"Hell, we better. I already started saving for their college funds."

"Nigga you just had them." J.L. said laughing.

"I'm trynna be sure, the fuck?" Ray held his hand out and pushed his face forward like the girl in the memes. He suddenly looked down at his baby girl and brushed his fingers across her cheek. "She's going to be beautiful."

"Like her mother." I smiled at Mickie's statement before I thanked her.

I noticed that she hadn't gone back to Chresanto. Instead, she introduced me to her new boyfriend who was doing a damn good job at fixing what Chresanto broke and making her a happy girl again.

A part of me felt bad for having children before Mickie, especially since Mickie lost her child during the shootout at Ray's house in Compton. It was only last year but the memory was still stuck in Mickie's head, taunting her every night when she would wake up screaming.

However, another part of me was glad for being the first to have kids. Mickie stood by my side all the time throughout my pregnancy as well as Jacob's new girlfriend, who he just so happened to get with a week after Ray and I left California. Her name was Kaira and she and him had such a beautiful and fun relationship. I was almost jealous until I remembered that while Kaira had Jacob for a damn Romeo, I had my own Prince Charming and his name was Ray.

Cliché, yes. Lying, no. I was madly in love with Ray, if I hadn't mentioned it before.

"Mick, when are we having little Mickie's and TJ's running around?" Mickie's boyfriend asked

"Hold it there, Trevor. That's my little sis you're talking about, now." Ray said sternly.

Since all Mickie's been through, Ray and his gang stepped up to be like older brother figures for Mickie since it was obvious that Chresanto wasn't going to be doing anything. Ray really took that role seriously.

"Don't mind Ray," Mickie giggled as she looked up at Trevor. He towered over her but the way he stared at her made my heart melt. I remembered that look from the way Ray looked at me, and still does. I was actually proud of Mickie for finding her Mr. Right just as I was proud of Jacob for finding his Mrs. Right.

"We can work on that as soon as I'm ready." Mickie smiled at her boyfriend. Deep down I knew that she still thought of how it'd feel to be a mother and she was still eager to be a mom. But after all she'd been through last year in 2014, which I can definitely say was everyone's worst year ever as far as I knew of, I knew that she still needed time to get herself emotionally and physically ready.

I also knew that no matter how long it would take for it to happen, Trevor was going to be patient enough to wait. He confessed to me before how much he loved Mickie and how he was willing to wait until she was ready. He didn't want to rush her.

"I'll wait a lightyear if it means anything to you, Mick." Trevor whispered before leaning down to peck Mickie's lips.

"When are we having little Ty-Ty and Ray-Ray's running around?" I asked innocently, holding in the smile I knew was coming.

Ray looked up from Tyrel and blankly stared at me. "You seriously want more kids? We already have Tyler and Tyrel, the fuck?"

"You can never have too many kids." I shrugged.

Ray raised an eyebrow and turned to Jacob. "Um, Perez, how much money does it cost to have a whole soccer team full of kids?"

Kaira choked on her water and looked at Jacob questioningly. I couldn't contain my laughter as Jacob and Ray had a stare-off. "A hell of a lot of pesos." Jacob said monotonously.

That only made us laugh even harder

Ray leaned over to kiss me. I was still shocked at how I got butterflies everytime he kissed me as well as how our lips seemed to fit perfectly against each other.

"In six weeks, we can have as much sex as you want until I get my wife pregnant." Ray smiled.

"But we're not married." I chuckled nervously. Ray gestured for Jacob to get his god - daughter before getting down on one knee.

"Tyra..."

Kay. I think I'm done. Tyra better like this shit.

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