Killah Kuwonu

Early Visit.

2 months later...

Paris POV

I'm sick and fucking tired of being pregnant, I know I only have 2 weeks left but still!

"UGH!" I scream out throwing a pan at the wall.

Zion sucks dodging it.

"Calm down baby, damn." He says picking it up.

"I'm sorry." I frown.

"I'll take care of dinner, you go and lay down." He says.

"No, I'm tired of not being able to do things for myself." I'm so annoyed.

The doorbell rings.

"I know, can you get that?" He asks starting food.

I sigh walking to the door, I lift up the little envelope.

"It's my maternity photos." I tell him walking back.

"Lemme see." He washes off his hands.

I slide him the envelope and he opens them.

"Damn you beautiful." He looks through them.

He goes on top the fridge and grabs some pictures frames and screws.

He puts them up on a random place on the wall.

"How'd you put them so straight?" I ask amazed.

"I don't know, I wanted people to admire my wall." He jokes.

"What time everyone coming over?" I ask.

The doorbell rings.

"Now." He says.

I start setting the table and Zion goes to let everyone in.

"Heyyyyy." Aysha hugs me.

"Hey chicka." I kiss her cheek.

"How's my nephew?" She rubs my belly.

"He's tryna come out." I roll my eyes.

"How's my favourite daughter-in-law?" Rob asks.

"I'm alright."

"Wow Rob." Aysha fake cries.

"I love you too Aysha." He says.

"Aight y'all come eat." Zion says.

We all sit down.

Everyone was making conversation.

"Baby can you just pass the wine off the counter?" Zion asks.

I was the closest.

I stand and feel a sharp ass pain in my side and proceed to get the wine ignoring it.

"Paris you pissed yourself." Burna ugly ass says nonchalantly.

Zion stands and runs over to me.

"Breath." He says.

"It's just piss." Burna says.

Everyone runs over to me, Aysha punches him.

"HER WATER BROKE YOU DUMBASS!" She screams.

"Oh." He says and eats his food.

"OH!" He says and stands.

"Baby my stomach hurts." I complain.

"I know, Dad get the diaper bag and meet us there please." He lifts me in bridal style.

"Nick drive." Zion says and puts me in the back.

"IT HURTS." I yell.

"I know." He says and spreads my legs.

"The fuck you doing?" I ask him.

Killah POV

"Checking for the head." I tell her.

"Drive faster, she needs to start pushing soon." I tell Nick.

The car starts moving faster.

Soon we were there.

We all got out and they brang her in on the stretcher.

In the delivery room she squeezed my hand, she's fucking breaking it!!

"IM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU." She yells at me.

"Okay." I tell her.

"IM GONNA FUCKING BASH YOUR HEAD INTO THE WALL." She yells.

"Okay." This is the pregnancy talking.

"FUCK YOU." She says.

"Mhmm." I tell her.

"It's time to start pushing." A male doctor comes in.

"Nah fuck that go get a women." I tell him.

"Sir-"

"Matter of fact, move. My name is Caleb Kuwonu, look me up. This my child I'll deliver him myself." I push him.

"Ight baby push." I tell her.

"Ahhhh." She yells pushing.

"Again."

She pushes again.

"2 more times." I tell her.

The lights cries of my son fill my ears.

"Oh my god, you're precious." I hold him.

"We need to clean him sir." They take him.

They take him and I walk up to Paris, she looked exhausted.

"You did it baby." I peck her lips.

"I did it." She takes a breath.

"You did it." I tell her.

They bring our baby boy back, placing him in Paris hands.

I feel the tears fall.

Everyone crowds in the room, but I ignore them.

"Welcome to the world Caleb." I kiss his little head.

"Middle name?" The doctor asks.

"Rob." I look tell him.

"Really?" He asks.

"Of course."

"Caleb Rob Kuwonu."