Twenty Seven:

19.1K 1.1K 923
                                    

Analise
May 30
1:00 pm

Ever since my doctors appointment yesterday I have not been wanting to be bothered. They had THE PERFECT view of my baby's sex but I wasn't able to know what it is because trin wanna do a damn gender reveal and I'm getting impatient. I'm honestly over being pregnant period and I wish they had a way to speed this whole thing up

I sat in the bed eating from a jar of applesauce while looking at the tv, hearing Dre come into the room

"Ana"

"What?"

"You gone stay in the bed all day?"

"Yup"

"Really?"

"Yup"

"So I'm supposed to be yo lil do boy or some shit today?"

" Yup"

"You ain got shit else to say except yeah?"

"Nope" I popped the p, keeping my eyes on the tv and he sucked his teeth before walking over to the bed

"Deandre I am not in the mood" I told him knowing he was about to come bother me and of course he did. He came and laid on the bed beside me, all up in my personal space

"You'on want me touching you?"

"No! now moveeee" I pushed him away and he laughed, leaning over to me

"Can I get a kiss?"

"No Deandre"

"You ain gone kiss me?"

"No" I shook my head, laughing a little because he was so damn aggravating but I loved it

"Analise"

"Deandre" I looked at him

He continued to stare at me until eventually I gave in and kissed him

"Ion want that baby ass kiss. I want that shit that got you pregnant in the first place"

"And that's exactly why you getting a baby ass kiss. Because I'm pregnant"

"You better chill cause I know my baby sick of you and yo negative energy" he rubbed my stomach

"Well ya child can get the fuck out asap cause I'm tired of craving applesauce" I looked down at the jar "and I need some more"

Dre continued to rub my stomach while leaning down to it

"Don't even worry bout it twin. When you come out Ima make sure yo momma don't even hold you. All this shit she be talkin"

"Not you tryina ban me from holding MY baby.. and he won't be your twin. He'll be mine"

"Nah" Dre shook his head

"Your weak ass genes say otherwise"

"Yo genes weak too Nigga. Look at you and yo sister and y'all momma. Don't none of y'all look alike. Y'all look like one of them randomized households on the sims"

"Not you coming for my family" I told him while laughing "you already got a while biological offspring and she don't look nothing like you"

"Cause ol girl family got some strong ass genes"

"Well all I gotta say is my child will look like me"

"Nahhh" Dre looked at my stomach "we ain paying yo momma no attention twin. You know you look like me already"

Mannn I swear, as soon as Dre finished talking I could not only feel, but SEE the baby move. Active as hell right now which caught me way off guard

"Dre! Do you see that?"

Committed IIWhere stories live. Discover now