Winter Break

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Holland was born December 20th. She was 8 lbs 11 oz. She honestly looked more like Jazmine than Huey and was really quiet.

"There she is," I say, looking over at Huey. "Your baby girl."

"Yea," Huey says. "There she is."

"Sorry for naming her without your permission."

"It's fine. I like her name, honestly. It's better than anything Jazz and I could've came up with."

I chuckle.

"Riley's still mad at you?"

"Yea. I tried talking to him, but he didn't give me much to work with."

I sigh, "Yea. It'll take a lot to get through him this time."

I look over at Jazmine,

"But worry about that later. You've got a kid and baby mama to take care of."

Huey nods, going inside to see Jazmine and Holland.

"I'm gonna be staying at home," Caesar says, startling me. 

"You said what now?" I ask, catching my breath. 

"I'll be at home for the next two weeks," He repeats. I couldn't help but squeal. 

"Really?!"

"Yea, I can finish my last assignments at home but I wanna get home early just in case you go into labor too."

I nod, smiling. This would be great. I get to have my baby back at home with me for two weeks. Nothing would get better than this.

Later on that day, Riley was at home packing, getting ready to go leave to stay with Cindy.

"You don't plan on talking to Huey, do you?" I ask. Riley says nothing, just folds a pair of basketball shorts and puts them in his suitcase. "You can't hate him forever, Riley."

"Who says I am?" He questions, not looking at me.

"Well you're acting like it."

"I'm so sorry for bein mad at a nigga that did nothin but treat us like shit for the past few months," Riley snaps. "I'll try to be more forgiving next time somebody decides to spit in my face."

"Riley," I try, but I knew if I said anything else I'd make it worse.

"I'm sorry," I tell him. "I didn't think you were that mad."

"Well I am," Riley finally looks at me, hurt was all over his face. "My brother who I thought I could always depend on, up and left like his ass won't a father to us. Like we didn't need him. And you don't expect me to be that mad? Yea, sorry Jay, but until I get something good outta Huey, his ass gon be on my bad side for a while."

I understood where Riley was coming from though. Huey did abandon us. And Riley wasn't as forgiving as I was. It would take a lot for Huey to get on his good side.

Riley was finally packed up and on his way to Woodcrest. 

"Be safe, okay?" I tell him. He nods, kissing my head.

"I'll call you when I get there. And yo ass betta not go into labor. I wanna be there for that."

I smiled, nodding. I watched as Riley left in a taxi, Caesar's car pulling in. Donte walked out and helped him with his suitcases while I helped him take off his coat.

"I got it babe," He says. I swat his hand away,

"I'm not disabled, Caesar. I can help my boyfriend take off his coat."

Caesar chuckles, allowing me to finish taking his coat off. I hang it up in the closet and follow Caesar upstairs.

"Man, I missed this room," Caesar says, throwing his suitcases down and jumping onto the bed 

"Bed! You're in your street clothes!" I giggle. "Don't get on the bed with your dirty clothes."

Caesar chuckled, knowing he low-key didn't like being in bed with dirty clothes on anyways. He pulled off his shirt, making my stop breathing. I hadn't seen him like that in months.

"Oh, you like what you see?" Caesar teased, noticing me staring. I quickly looked away, going to my closet to pull out my pajamas. As I reached for new clothes, I felt hands wrap around my waist. Caesar put his head in the crook of my neck. "You smell good."

"I smell like hospital," I giggled. 

"You make hospital smell good."

I laughed, pulling away from Caesar and pulling my t-shirt (which was actually one of Caesar's) on the bed. I asked Caesar to help me take my shirt off.

"You always need help with this or is this an excuse for me to be close?" Caesar asks with a chuckle.

"A bit of both. It's been harder for me to put on and take of clothes so either Riley or Jessica help me change."

"Riley's okay with that?"

"He said it made him uncomfortable but he stopped caring after a while since he realized I'm his sister and that I can't do it by myself."

Caesar only nodded, helping me put his t-shirt on. He quickly backed up, looking a bit startled.

"Everything okay?" I asked. He nodded, slowly coming towards me and putting his hand back on my stomach.

"This feels weird," He said. "I never touched a pregnant stomach before."

I giggled, putting his hand to the left side of my stomach.

"Boys, daddy's here. Say hi."

Caesar waited for a second, confused on what exactly was supposed to happen, then his breathing stopped when he felt a kick.

"That's them?" He asked. I nodded. "Those are my boys."

"They're really smart to be babies that aren't born. They can tell who's around and whenever I tell them to say hi-" they boys kicked again, "They kick."

A tear dropped from Caesar's face. 

"Wow, I can't believe it. These are really my boys."

I couldn't help but tear up too. This was my first moment with Caesar with the babies. Since he's been gone, he hadn't been able to experience the boys kicks or even go to many ultrasounds in person. 

"Hi guys," Caesar says, kneeling down to my stomach. "I'm daddy. I know, I sound a little bit like a cry baby right now, but I'm so happy to finally be with you. I can't wait to see you guys. You're gonna be so strong like your mom and I. Just know you have a crazy family. But don't worry, you won't be the only little ones either. You're gonna have two cousins to play with and hang around."

Caesar talked to the boys for hours and I smiled the entire time. Occasionally the boys would kick when Caesar said something they liked or one of them would kick when it was funny. It was honestly the best time I could ever ask for.

It was close to the middle of the night and we were all sound asleep. However, my phone rang.

"Riley? What is it? You already called me earlier."

"I know, Jay but something bad happened!" Riley sounded scared. I quickly shot up, 

"What happened? What's going on?" 

"Murph! I found her outside by herself. There was so much blood around her. I don't know if the baby will make it!"

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