Menace To Society .

chapter two .

Chris .

Today we find out the gender of the baby and to say I'm excited would be an understatement. I'm hoping it's a boy, but if it's a girl I wouldn't love her any less. It's been four months already and let me tell you, Sayra fuckin hormones off the wall. A nigga can't get no sleep, either she crying, yelling, or asking me to go out and buy her ice cream. It was cute at first but damn, four months and I gotta another five, but I know it's all worth it.

"Baby." I shook Sayra gently, "come on wake up." I woke up at 6 in the morning and it was now 9, that's how excited I was. 

"I don't want to." She wined, pulling the cover over her head, but I pulled it back over.

"Get up, the appointment is at 10. It's 9." 

She glared at me with her sexy hazel eyes, and slowly got up from the bed. "You don't have to watch me." She pushed me out of the room and all I could do was laugh.

After she finished getting ready we made our way to the appointment, of course we stopped at McDonalds because she wanted a McFlurry. Once we stepped into the office I was nervous, why? I don't know. It felt like forever when we were waiting, but she was finally called in. 

"How you guys doing today?" The doctor smiled. 

I looked at Sayra, "she's a little irritated." 

She glared at me, "I'm not," 

I shrugged my shoulders. 

The doctor chuckled, "well lay back, get comfortable."

With that being said, Sayra laid back on the chair and lifted up her shirt. The doctor smeared the gel over her stomach then began.

Sayra smiled and pointed to the screen. "Look at the heartbeat Chris." 

I almost started crying, I created that. 

"Well, it looks you guys are having a boy."

I was hype , I know for a fact he gon look just like me. 

"Chris Jr." 

Sayra scoffed, "no." 

I frowned. 

"Congratulations!"

"Thank you so much!" Sayra cheered, "yay baby we're having a boy!"

I helped her off the chair then we made our way outside, there was paparazzi everywhere . We hurried to the car until one woman came up to my window.

"Chris how do you feel about this? You're 18 and about to have a baby." 

I looked at her. "I'm very happy actually, yeah I may be young but that doesn't mean I'm irresponsible."

"Is it a boy or girl Chris?" The other woman chimed in. 

I smiled, "you'll see." And with that, I sped off. 

I walked Sayra through the front door but she stopped dead in her tracks. "What?" I questioned, stepping in front of her. She took my hand and placed it on the bottom of her stomach. 

"You feel that?"

I smiled, "he's kicking."

"Yeah." She was glowing at this point and that made me happy because I've never seen Sayra so happy in the one year and the couple months that I have known her.

Sayra .

"We need names!" I exclaimed as I sat down on the couch.

"Christopher."

"No! He is his own person."

Chris sighed, "fine, you start."

"I was thinking, Troy, or maybe Trayvon."

"I feel like Trayvon too ghetto." He admitted.

"Well how bout Troy?"

"It's ight, but keep going."

"Um, I like Christian too. Since it has part of your name in it."

At this point he was cheesing. "I like it too. But ima leave the decision up to you."

"Alright babe." I kissed him on his lips then got up to get my ice cream only to find it gone. "Christopher!" I yelled, "where the hell is my ice cream!?"

He walked into the kitchen smirking. "There wasn't that much left so I had finished it."

I started crying, curse these damn hormones.

"I'm sorry baby." He pulled me into a hug, "I'll buy you some more."

I broke free from his hug drying my eyes, walking off into the kitchen mad as hell.

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Chris .

These hormones ain't no joke, I felt bad for making Sayra cry earlier but damn it's just ice cream. She been mad at me all day, I bought her some new ice cream she still wasn't talking to me.

"Baby can you open the door now?" I said through it. I've been standing her for 10 minutes now, knocking constantly. She was deff dragging the situation, then again she pregnant ; that's what they do. I heard ruffling behind the door then about 30 seconds later it swung open. Her face was flushed and I could tell she been crying. "Did I hurt your feelings that bad?"

"It's not you." She sniffled.

I entered the room and sat the ice cream down. "Who is it? Who hurt you? Wea my bat at?" I said rummaging through the closet.

She chuckled lightly, her smile brightening up the whole room. "Nobody, I'm just thinking. That's all."

"Well stop, it's making you sad. Stress is not good for the baby."

"I know." She huffed. 

I wrapped my arms around her, and laid her down on the bed. I turned on netflix and handed her her ice cream then laid in bed beside her. "Now stop crying."

She giggled, snuggling close to me and before you know it, we was both knocked.

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Damn, I know I've been gone for a minute but I'm back now. I just moved out of NY to the ATL . But this was just a little suttin since you guys been waiting forever. I'ma start updating more frequently though, comment and vote babes.