Kel's P.O.V
It took a lot out of me to call my son here.
I know that Skye probably doesn't want him here but I knew that years down the line they'd regret a lot of things if he missed his day.
I don't care if I had to force him, but he would be in his child's life.
"Dad wassup?" He walks up to me offering his hand for a handshake.
"She's having the baby early," his smile drops.
"I called you down here because she needs support from anyone that she can get it from,"
"Aye man I don't wanna-"
"You don't have any wants. You know that she doesn't have any family or friends but us. You were the person that she would go to for everything and then you left her like everyone else,"
"What-"
"Just listen for once with yo' hardheaded ass. This pregnancy was hard enough for her to go through in her own, and she's about to have a premature baby on her own,"
"She can't go through this alone son, Skye needs you," Tonya walks you to the both of us.
"I got practice in an hour,"
"Practice isn't gonna change your life, but the woman carrying your baby in there is," I point towards Skye's room,"
"I can't,"
"Can't what son? Tonya walks closer to Kelly as he vigorously shakes his head.
"I-I'm scared. How can I be a parent to someone that I'm scared of hurting?"
"So we were scared with you, but you're here and you're just fine,"
"But what if I can't take care of them,"
"You can and you will," I say. "Just because you're scared doesn't mean that your child should have to go through the life long pain of resenting you for not being in their life. I went through it, and I won't stand to see my grandchild go through it. I already told you this,"
"She probably hates me,"
"She probably does, but no matter how much she tries to push you away, you be there for her and the baby," Tonya says.
"When is she having the baby?"
"They're about to get her prepped for a C-section,"
"Can I...Can I see her?"
I motion towards the door that were standing in front of.
"She's in there..."
Skye's P.O.V
I sat on the edge of the bed looking down as a million thoughts with through my head.
No matter how many times the doctors told me that the baby would most likely make it, there was that small voice in my head telling me otherwise.
If I lost the my baby, my creation...I wouldn't know what to do. If I died during this procedure and left my baby behind to fend for themselves on their own, I just knew that I'd go to hell.
There were so many things that could go wrong and that was all that I could think about.
"You're gonna be okay," I kept reminding myself.
"You will be," I looked up to see Kelly.
"What are you doing here. I'm about to-"
"My dad called me,"
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