《His Luh' Baby (Urban)》27•
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Chapter 27
SeniaMarie Milano
It was hella quiet after my doctors appointment a few weeks ago. Besides Erin and my Grandmother Rah and I had to decided to wait to tell everyone else. Things were so awkward between us now.
Before; if we were on bad terms we wouldn't converse or see each other but now since I had something that was a priority of his everything was feeling forced. Conversations were dry, tension was thick and it was as if none us were even trying to talk about the situation.
I was really living one of my worst fears, for my baby not to have a standard family. This was something I didn't wanted due to me dealing with my own trauma of the complete absence of my father. I knew Rah wasn't about to pick up and leave me with this baby on my own or anything, but I still felt as if I was failing this child in a way.
Everything was always so off and I couldn't even bring myself to thought that this was the end of us over some petty shit. I knew Rah was big on trust so I couldn't be as upset.
After picking up some vitamins from Walgreens. I was now headed to back to work since I've only took my lunch break to get some stuff.
Pulling up I immediately spotted Rah's black g wagon and mentally rolled my eyes as I got out and walked towards the entrance.
"So that'll kinda be it, I have most of the family coming from down Durham and Raleigh." I heard Ms. Michelle speaking to Rah as I walked in.
"You're back." She smile as both their attention turned to me.
"Yea..." I smiled small.
He kept his gaze on me as I started making my way over to the sitting area.
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"Your foods in the back." He said as I scrunched my face.
"I'm not hungry." I said to him as he shook his head.
"Just eat bro, I really ain't tryna' do allat." He said as I took a quick glance towards Ms. Michelle as she was over to the register writing down a few things.
"Whatever Rahmik." I didn't bother to argue with him because I knew he wasn't going to leave it alone and it would just result in us arguing and as of right now I really wasn't into that and more than most I wasn't ready for his mom to know as yet.
Eventually she'll know.
"Ok, so now that that's done everyone has atleast a month to prepare." She spoke walking back over to us.
She stopped in her tracks probably looking between the awkwardness between Rah and I.
"Aight," Rah spoke giving her a nod and giving me one last look before walking out.
I rolled my eyes watching him walk out as I turned my head back towards Ms. Michelle who's kept a silly grin on her face.
"Is that a sign of something." She said as I shook my head.
"Nope." I said popping my P and shaking my head.
"Girl that man is bringing you lunch and you gone tell me it's nothing." She said.
"Trust me it is..." I said finalizing this conversation.
I knew to her it look like we were making things work and that's exactly the opposite of what was happening. The only reason why things were like this right now was because I was having his child.
It looked good to them but it was feeling like hell for me. For him to be around and not be able to be who I wanted to be with him or did what I wanted to do with him was a lot.
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Rahmik Ford
"Bro and check this, she ouchea telling her mama that she could move in after the wedding and shit..." Pop said as I carefully rolled my blunt.
After I'd left my mama's I made my way over to Pop's spot.
I was so fed up hearing shit that these females done did honestly. I was over it all. My perspective was definitely different now and even though it wasn't sittin' right with me this was what needed to happen.
To a certain extent it was understandable, I ain't gone neva act like I ain't did no foul shit to her, but not once have I ever had to lie bout shit I was doin' in her face.
"So what bout the wedding?" Loke asked pouring himself a drink.
"That shit off, done, fuck it and fuck whatever she on." He said causing me to grin.
"You better die then cause imma need some where to wear that damn suit at." Loke laughed.
"Shit cost a pretty penny forreal dawg." I said giving a nod.
"Man ion even wanna hear bout all that shit right now, this girl got me fucked up bruh."
I wholeheartedly felt that shit.
"I done spend like 10k already for shit that I ain't even got no use for." He huffed.
"Where Tez ass at?" He asked as I shrugged.
"Ion know man he came to me last week talkin' bout how Kayla made his ass sleep onna couch, now his ass bunkin'." I said inhaling from my blunt.
"He still be fuckin' with that crazy hoe?" Loke questioned and I shrugged.
"That's that babymama pussy bro, once it gotchu' you locked in." Pop said shaking his head.
"That's how I know Rah's fucked." Loke said as they both laughed and I raised my brow.
"Nah man, I'm steady off it." I said as they sucked their teeth.
"Wait til' you get a feel of that pregnant pussy!" They both continued laughing up a storm and I shook my head.
"Fuck You know bout' pregnant pussy?" I questioned Loke knowing he ain't had no kids.
"Wasn't my baby, but was my pussy at the time." He said as I looked at him in disgust.
"You really a dirty ass nigga you know that?" Pop asked him as he shrugged.
"My boy gone be a whole ass daddy bro. Welcome to fatherhood man. The realist hood there really is." Pop said drinking from his cup.
"You ain't seen it yet bruh, wait til' she get in that mid stage and start accusing you a fuckin everybody- she might even accuse you a fuckin' that grandma she got." Pop said I choked on my smoke a bit.
"You be on some fuck shit bro." I laughed.
"I ain't even jocin'..." he said sounding serious.
He prolly was right, even before Nia was pregnant she use to accuse me a that shit and steady tellin' me bout my 'dog' ass.
I ain't had to worry bout it, ain't like we was how we was anyway.
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