Monday Part II

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Chris POV

"One two three push!"

It started getting loud in the hospital room. With all these black ppl. Minus Ruben and Ronnie cuz those muhf*ckers ain't black.

"Ok Brianna one more time. I can see his head."

She was hollering in pain.

Jack Jack was sitting on the couch trying to watch tv. "Can y'all take it down a notch?"

Ronnie walked over to him.

Then you heard the baby crying. When the newborn starting crying DJ and Destiny started crying.

"It's a boy!" A nurse screamed.

One nurse cleaned the baby while the other was holding him.

"What's his name?"

Derrick and Brianna looked at each other.

"Maurice Antonio Ross."

2 hours later

I took Jasmine, the twins, and Hasawn back home.

Jasmine was sitting in the living room for the longest time. It was starting to get late.

"Baby. Come upstairs."

She didn't even move.

"Jasmine."

I walked to where she was sitting. She was crying with a pill bottle in hand.

"Why did it have to happen to me Chris?"

I took the pill bottle out her hands.

"Did you take any of these?"
She shook her head.

I hugged her. "God makes strange things happen for strange reasons."

"Chris. What am I supposed to tell them if they ask about their father?"

"Tell them he is a deadbeat. He hurt you."

"That's not going to work."

"How do you know?" I said while wiping off her tears.

"I live the life remember."

"Damn. I forgot."

She got up. "Chris sorry if I scared you. I was still upset."

"Baby," i stood up. "Don't apologize. I know your upset. I just don't want you to get hurt or the babies."

She smiled. "You care Chris."

"Who said I didn't care?"

"Nobody. I just wanted to make sure."

We was laying in the bed with the twins when someone rang the doorbell.

"Who tf is that?" I said looking at Jasmine. It was 1 in the morning. ( it's Tuesday now but idgaf) I got up and knocked on Ruben's and Hasawn's doors.

They came out. Ruben with a bat. Hasawn with a hockey staff.

We walked down the steps. I walked to where the windows were and looked out the window. I couldn't see nobody. Then the doorbell rung again.

"Who is it?" We all said.

Nobody answered. I grabbed a knife from out the kitchen and opened the door to see Nicki.

"Wtf are you doing here?" Hasawn asked.

"To finish what I started." she hopped on me. Then kissed me.

I tried to push her off of me. Ruben started pulling in her. Then Hasawn helped him.

They finally got her off of me.

"WHAT THE EXACTLY F*CK?!?" I said wiping my mouth off. Looking pissed.

Jasmine came downstairs. "Chris what ha-"

She saw Nicki. Then Nicki jumped up on me again and tried to kiss me. But the b!tch was pulled off by Jasmine.

Ruben rushed to get Nicki. Then me and Hasawn rushed to get Jasmine.

"B!tch. Don't try me. I may be pregnant but I can still whip your ass."

"Jasmine, baby. Look at me." she looked at me. "Go back in the room with the twins. Ok I don't want anything to happen to you or the babies."

"Oh she's having twins? Jacob is going to be so happy."

"STFU!" Jasmine said.

"Baby you need to calm down before you go into premature labor."

"Ok." she kissed me. She looked disgusted. "She kissed you didn't she?"

"Yeah." she was bout to go back and punch her but I held her back. "Jasmine."

Nicki came running up behind me and tried to punch Jasmine but two things happened.

One. Jasmine spit on her.

Two. Hasawn got her just in time.

"Jasmine go upstairs." she walked upstairs.

I turned around to Nicki. "I'm calling the police. "

"For what? I didn't do anything."

I smirked. "You kissing me without my consent is sexual harassment and you coming in my house trying to hurt my girlfriend is assault. Then you was there 6 months when she got pregnant. Which means your an accomplice. And you came in my house without my consent so it's breaking and entering."

"I can easily be bailed out."

"And Jasmine, her sister and anybody else can easily beat your ass."

"That's a threat." She said smirking.

"No it's not." I got closer to her. Then whispered. "It's a promise."

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