Split In Two [On Hold]

Chapter Twenty-One

[Jordan POV]

My due date is 1 week away from today. I'm so nervous. Dante is coincidentally away on business and Brianna is staying with me just in case my child decides to come early. I'm so nervous. Brianna says its nothing once they give you the shot and I don't like needles. I know, I've had at least 3 shots since I've been pregnant but that doesn't mean I'm used to them. Dante is calling me 3 times a day just to make sure I'm not hurting or going into premature labor. He's so sweet, but he's one of the main reasons I'm so fucking nervous. I swear.

"BRIANNA I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU'RE NOT UP HERE IN 90 SECONDS IM GOING TO CUT THE SKIN OFF YOUR FINGERS AND TURN THEM INTO A COAT FOR MY DAUGHTER." I cried. I asked for a pint of Ice Cream 15 minutes ago, and I'm pretty sure Brianna got distracted on the phone with her new boyfriend the detective.

" okay, dang will you wait. I'm almost there. God." I could hear her coming up the stairs, but I was getting kind of annoyed. Pregnancy problems.

'Maybe if you weren't on the phone all the time you wouldn't have to be rushed.' I thought.
"Shut the fuck up Jordan!" Brianna said, setting the ice cream on my stomach. Or mountain. Either one works. "Did I say it aloud?" I said. That's really starting to become a bad habit of mine. I opened up my ice cream as Brianna sat on the bed and continued to talk on the phone. I rolled my eyes in disgust. Ever since Shawn was sentenced to 11 years in prison, Brianna has been caught up with her new boyfriend, Detective Jason Lyons. They have this lame ass Shangrila relationship where everyone is happy and no one ever fights and they have sex with the lights off. I rolled ny eyes once again at the thought. But I guess I can't hate, my fiancé is out there gettin that damn money for me and our baby. I guess thats the price you pay.

While listening to Brianna be obnoxious, I patiently waited for Dante to call me. Frankly I was a little jealous because sometimes I wish i had a sappy relationship. But I think my relationship is perfect the way it is. With the wedding in June, that I'm happy to celebrate with my beautiful baby girl, I couldnt ask for anything more. Except for this nigga to call me.

"Brianna, will you get off the fucking phone! If you wanna talk to Jason invite him over otherwise spend some time with your bestfriend God Dammit." I said. I started to laugh because I seriously sounded like a controlling bitch. I assume Brianna noticed too, because she laughed and told Jay she would call him later. "Thank you." I kissed Brianna on the cheek because I didnt want her to think I was really angry. "Jordie I know you have to be excited about the baby. Aint it coincidental that we both are gonna have girls pretty soon. I love it. God's trying to tell us something."

"Brianna please." I was so nervous and just because Brianna's pregnancy was a cake walk, she thinks mine will be the exact same.
"Please my ass. Jordan honestly you need to unclench. I promise you'll be fine. And once you see your beautiful baby you'll know it was all fucking worth it. Trust me." 75% of the time Brianna acts like a mental patient, but the other 25% I genuinely love her advice.

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