𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥 - 𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐡 ♫

35.

roddys never been like this..

"this baby situation? we can get a surrogate if we have too. ion wanna see you like this bae. you haven't smiled since we left the hospital" he frowned. "i'm your boyfriend, Ness. it's my job to be here for you. i get your hurting.. but i am too"

"i'm sorry" i sighed. "there's no excuse for the way i've been treating you. i'm so fucking sorry"

"your right. there is no excuse" he pushed my hair behind my ear. "but you can make it better. you can work on it. and i'll be here every step of the way ight?"

"okay" i smiled lightly leaning up giving him a light kiss.

"first time you smiled since we left the hospital" he smiled. "come here" i turned on my side on his chest putting my head in the crook of his neck as he got comfortable. "we gon get married one day" he mumbled rubbing on my arm.

"yea?" he nodded. "schools out so we have the whole summer to ourselves now" i sighed in relief reflecting on how the school year ended 2 days ago.

"ima put a ring on this finger before we 22" he brought my hand up kissing it lightly.

"your 21" i giggled shaking my head.

"i know. get ready to be my wife soon"

well shit.

"your really up for it huh?"

"with you? fuck yea" i giggled.

"roddy.." my breathing hitched as he began to rub on my clit lightly.

"shh" he hushed me placing light kisses on my neck. "let me show you how much i love you"

- Later that day -

"well hellooo" i giggled as roddy got comfortable on me while i laid on the couch. "you tired?" i asked as he laid his head on my stomach.

"kinda but i wanna spend time with you" he sat back up.

"you wanna go on a walk?" he furrowed his eyebrows.

"why?"

"i don't know" i shrugged. "i just want to".

"ight come on. go grab your shoes" i giggled getting up walking out the living room and up the stairs. 

after putting on shoes and getting ready, me and roddy headed out of the house on a walk around the neighborhood.

"you gettin nervous?" he chuckled after noticing i was looking around a lot.

"even though i grew up here.. i still get scared a lot" he nodded.

"you know i got you, mama. just hold onto me" i nodded putting my arm around his walking up against him.

"PLEASE!" we heard what sounded like a baby cry out.

"roddy" i stopped.

"come on! why would you stop infront of a house with somebody crying bloody murder inside" he whisper yelled grabbing my arm.

that's when the door flung open. my heart dropped when i seen a baby get thrown out.

"oh my god!" i said as they slammed the door shut. "shh" i picked the baby up rubbing its back.

"you literally just picked a baby up off the street" i mugged roddy.

the baby boy looked about 1 years old or 2. he was crying a lot and had a lot of bruises on him which made me even more sad. 

"it's okay" i shushed his rubbing his back. "what happened?"

"mommy buwned me" he sniffled. "said she doesnt want me anymore"

"poor thing" i frowned.

"TAKE HIM! ION WANT HIS ANNOYING ASS" his mom yelled throwing his bag out the door.

"why the fuck we keep gettin signed up to be parents" roddy groaned.

"roddy we can't leave him out here look at him" i messed with the curls on his head. "how old are you?"

"2" i nodded. just like i thought.

"so what we gon do then?" roddy questioned.

i don't fucking know..