One and Only

Chapter 28

Avaa POV

*ring ring*

I heard my phone ringing and I looked to see it was Khalil and pressed decline. It's been two weeks since Khalil left for Atlanta and that is the sixth call of his that I've ignored this morning. I was too busy running around my room making sure I'd packed everything in my bag. I ran through a mental checklist making sure I'd grabbed everything of value.

Baby sonogram pictures, check

Clothes, check

Phone, keys, wallet, check

Charger and airpods, check...Ok ready to go.

I grabbed my suitcase and wheeled it to the top of the steps just as Anya and Alayna blew the horn out front. I picked up my bag and carried it down the stairs as the horn blew again.

"I'm coming, gah damn" I yelled out in frustration. I hate being rushed. I made sure I put my pickles and peanut butter into my big side bag and made my way out the front door and locked it behind me. I rolled my bag to the car and Anya got out to help, while Lay stayed in the drivers seat, "there was no need for you to be doing all that damn blowing, you knew I was on my way out" I said to Alayna when I got in the car.

"Well slowpoke, would you rather me let you miss your flight and not have time to get something to eat?' she replied sarcastically.

"Awe you were gonna stop and get me food" I gushed from the back seat and she rolled her eyes, "you're annoying as hell, Avaa" she mumbled and I shrugged, "its ok, you love me and my babies." I smiled at her through the rearview mirror and she gave me a fake smile back.

"Y'all are a hot mess" Anya laughed from the front seat, shaking her head. I sat back and relaxed and Alayna drove to the McDonald's around the corner from the house and then took me to the airport. I had decided to take a few days off and go down to visit Khalil; I got the idea when Bri went down to see Jay last weekend. Lay pulled into the Southwest Airlines terminal and Anya got out to get my bags.

"Ok Sissy, we'll see you next week. Have a great flight, be safe and call when you land" Anya said and gave me a hug.

"Will do, thank you guys. Love you" I gave Lay a hug and made my way into the terminal. I felt my phone vibrating in my hand again and it was Khalil, again and I pressed decline, again. I didn't want to ruin the surprise, although he's probably pissed at me by now. I checked my suitcase in and carried my carry on through security, which I almost didn't make it through because of my pickles. But, when the TSA officer noticed I was damn near tears about the pickles and overly pregnant, he allowed me to keep them as long as the pickle juice was poured out. I happily let them pour out the pickle juice and finished walking through security and easily found my gate just as my flight was being boarded. Right on time. I found a spot in line and followed the crowd onto the plane.

The plane ride wasn't too bad aside from me having to pee a thousand times; I ended up just asking to switch seats with the person on the outside after the second time so I wouldn't keep interrupting him and he was real nice about it. He told me he understood because his wife had just had their son recently and was just like me a few short months ago. After that, we made small conversation in between my pee breaks and I learned that his name was Lavar and he and his wife, Dana, had a 3 month old named Storm. He also told me that he was travelling on business to Atlanta and was so nice that I ended up telling him a little about myself, the babies and why I was going to Atlanta. But, knowing what Khalil partially did for a living, I made sure to keep my sharing to a minimum. Talking with Lavar definitely made the ride feel much shorter than it was and before I knew it, the pilot was announcing his descent. And when the plane landed, Lavar and I parted ways and I went to baggage claim to get my bag. Unfortunately, that wasn't such a speedy process, that bags took forever to start dropping and mine took a while to finally come around the carousel. Once, I finally got my bag, I walked outside and got on a shuttle going to whatever hotel was nearby and got off at a random hotel, then called an Uber. I'll be damned if I'm gonna pay an arm and a leg for a damn Uber just because its from the airport and I ended up paying significantly less from that random hotel.