《That's Why I Love You》Chapter 12
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It's October the 31 and a nigga birthday tomorrow. So me and the gang turning up! I haven't heard from Milan and nobody else have either. I keep in contact with her family and told them what happened. They were shocked this came from her. I think her mom, Gran, and Yae was mostly pissed, but oh well babygirl wanted this.
She likes every picture I post and view my stories first. I hope she doing okay. Tonight we will be locked in at one of the escape rooms. This strategy thinking gone come in handy tonight. Since the bullshit back in July happened I've opened up more businesses. Simply expanding it in other cities because I'm just that nigga! I also moved into a nicer home as if it wasn't nice enough. I just needed a new fucking scene. My sheets was smelling like Milan and that shit was breaking me. Nobody knows where I stay at now and that's how I love it.
I got dressed in some sweats and a white t-shirt with my slides. Tomorrow it was a big ass Halloween party at club Elite for me that I was also hosting. This corona shit not stopping anything on this day. After that I'll quarantine some more. That's my favorite thing about the corona shit; I can handle business with no interruptions. Some nights get lonely and I miss my phat mamas... But some shit you don't say. Since she wanted to be let go so bad I did that.
I headed out to meet up with the gang to catch some good ass vibes.
P.O.V SWAP!
So now it's October, and I must say I've fucked up majorly. I took a pregnancy test that came back positive. I then got ultrasounds ran on me to show I was indeed pregnant. My baby is almost 6 months and I'm fucking sad. I got 3 months to get my shit together. I'm still staying in a single apartment, which means no room for a plus 1. I've bought nothing at all! I been hiding my big ass belly from everyone even Yae. He was mad at me about what happened, but we Bestfriends that shit ain't gone last forever.
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I always pictured my first born to have a special ass entering in the world... This ain't special. I wanted a husband who'll be a great man but a greater father. I had that... I had it ALL. My anger and my past hurt fucked me up. I been working although this corona going on... Pampers and clothes ain't going to buy itself. Shit got to be done. Sad to say I have to risk our health to get shit done. I have no clue what I'm having and I still haven't felt my baby move. I think I'm past the crying stage. I really fucked up this time. Big time. I been ghost, but Yae invited me out tomorrow for my birthday. So I was thinking why not. This will be my coming out for my baby to him. I been working doubles and everything. I'm even starting an online boutique. Depending how it goes will decide if I open a shop.
I checked the time seeing it's 8pm. My clock time supposed to be midnight but I might stay later. I came in at 7am. Is it worth it? Hell yes! I sat at the nurse station, and got on snap chat seeing everyone at an escape room. This shit sucks. I want my man back so bad. I'm finally ready for something he walked away from.
I took care of my patients getting them in and out. The ER is upbeat always on the go. As I get further along in my pregnancy I see this shit ain't so easy. I clocked out an hour after midnight and grabbed me some McDonald's. Then I drove home. I started looking for 2 bedroom homes, but had no luck. Shit gotta be perfect for my baby. I decided to jump in the shower, and get ready for bed. I didn't even go to bed until maybe 7am simply because of my thoughts. Shit so bad on a pregnant body.
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I woke up the next morning or so I thought. I checked the time seeing it was 6pm. My baby and I love sleep and food! I got up making me a fruit salad before replying to the happy birthday messages. I know everyone shocked hearing from me, because I been in hiding. I ate my fruit while debating on an outfit.
I settled on a pink sherpa trench coat with a white dress and sneakers since it's a little cold in New York. I braided my hair down, and put on my long wig and slayed my hair. While waiting on my hair to dry around the edges. I got on Instagram just to be nosey and saw Dave posted.
💬1,456,130+ ❤️2,438,541+
OnlyEast: Happy Halloween BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME ! Blessed to see 26💙 Where the tricks and treats, lol Catch me tonight if you can👿🎃
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2TruSophia: Happy Birthday David 💙💋
🔁OnlyEast: @2TruSophia Thank you beautiful, same to you phat💙
I gasped seeing he only replied back to me in less than 3 seconds. I had the urge to text him, but he could've just being nice.
Yae texted me saying it past 8 and I laughed! It's my birthday and I miss the old me. I'm done being depressed for just one night at least. I got in the shower dancing to future Rich $ex. I washed up in my Midnight Pomegranate body wash. I'm glad I decided to get waxed the other day. I got out and brushed my teeth and washed my face. I mixing my lotion in with baby oil rubbing it all over my body. I curled my hair, and pinned it up while I did my makeup. Looking in the mirror and smiled.
"Bad bitch and a pretty ass mommy!" I screamed.
I put my clothes on buttoning up my jacket. I looked in the mirror pouting. Tight clothes makes it harder to hide the bump, but that's okay. After this my secret is out to Yae I can post. I undid my curls letting them fall before applying lip gloss. Grabbing my purse, I walked out the door locking it heading to my car. I arrived at Club Elite in 20 minutes. I checked the time 9:40 perfect. I walked in feeling like that bitch and headed to VIP Area 1. Once I got there I stopped dead in my tracks and he was laughing his ass off until he locked eyes with me. What the hell Yae!
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