"Nay Nay," I heard Lamar say in my sleep. I was still in the hospital and my sons were sleeping again. It had to be about 10am, I had the twins a day ago.
"What?" I replied in a raspy, irritated voice. I could never get any sleep.
"Wake up." he said. I sucked my teeth and turned my body so I could face him.
"What nigga?" I asked. He looked at me apologetically and blew out a deep breath.
"Jamilla wants to see the twins." he said nonchalantly. I tilted my head in confusion and disbelief and I looked him in the face to see if he was serious.
"You fuckin' wit me, right?" I asked getting up slowly to go to the bathroom. When I got no reply from him, I stopped my movements and looked up at him.
"Why she wanna see my babies? She ain't family to me nomore." I said shaking my head staring at the ground. Lamar rubbed his hand over his waves before putting his hand back in his pocket.
"I don't know Nay." he said sitting down. Before I could get into my emotions again, I slowly walked to the bathroom ignoring the pain from in between my legs.
"Hollup wait, why am I acting like this?" I asked myself in a hushtone. My frown quickly wiped away and a smile pulled at my lips. I realized how happy I was without Jamilla, Jamia, or their envious ways towards me.
After I finished handling myself, I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and re-did my bun. I waddled/limped back onto the hospital bed and sat up.
"She can come see them." I said to Lamar who looked at me like I lost my mind.
"You alright?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm fine." I replied with a smile. He nodded and left the room to go retrieve Jamilla from the waiting room. Five minutes later, Lamar, Jamilla, and Eman came into the hospital room. My eyebrow damn near raised passed my hairline in confusion.
"Uh, Lamar. I said Jamilla could see the babies, not Eman." I stated, rather bluntly. Ain't nobody ask him to come see my children.
"I know you may not wanna see me right now," Eman started, "..but I wanted to see my-"
"Your what? They have no relation to you so they aren't your anything." I stated. I was calm, it was no need for me to blow up everytime I see them. I'm too grown for that.
"So you don't consider them as my little cousins?" he asked. I scoffed and began to laugh.
"Your cousins? I don't even consider her as a cousin." I said referring to Jamilla.
"I am your cousin Lanay." Jamilla stated. I looked at her cross-eyed and I chuckled in disbelief. Now she wants to act like we're related?
"Really? Because cousins don't hurt each other. My cousins are supposed to be like my siblings. You? You ain't shit to me as of now. You're lucky I even let you see my children." I replied. She shook her head at me -as if I was out of line.
"You need to let the past go, Lanay." Jamilla said.
"Oh sweetheart, I have. But it just keeps getting thrown in my face." I said referring to Eman. "Its always a reminder of the past. I'm not heartbroken anymore. I just don't like him here, trying to make ammends. For what? You're with Jamilla, not me. You don't need to see me -let alone my children -talk to me, try to make peace, apologize, nothing. I don't need that from you. I don't need closure from you, Eman. I'm happy with my life, my children, my fiancee'.. every aspect of it makes me happy. Without y'all and the bullshit that comes with you, I'm happy." I retorted.
They both grew silent and paid attention to the twins, both of their facial expressions indicating that they got the message. I then realized that my fiancee' wasn't in the room.
"Where is Carter?" I asked Lamar.
"He's out with Cally and Camille shopping for the twins. He didn't wanna wake you up so he just left." Lamar replied.
"Good, okay. Can I use your phone?" I asked him. He handed it to me and I called Carter from his phone.
"Yurp." Carter answered assuming that it was Lamar.
"Hey babydaddy." I replied laughing.
"Hey ma, how you feelin'?" he inquired.
"I feel better, but I miss you." I cooed and I felt Eman's eyes on me. I ignored him and continued to talk to Carter.
"You just saw me last night bae," he said in a duh tone.
"I know but I still miss you." I said pouting.
"Awe I miss you too, you big baby.' he said chuckling.
"But I'm your baby right?"
"All mine." he said making me smile.
"Eww, get off my phone with all this 'lovey dovey' shit." Lamar said laughing. I flipped him off before I ended the call with him and handed the phone back to Lamar.
"Dang I can't even talk to my fiancee' for 5 minutes." I said sticking my tounge out at him. Eman walked out of the room hastily with Jamilla waddling her pregnant ass right behind him. I know damn well this nigga ain't mad cause I was on the phone with my fiancee', I thought.
"Girl bye. You hype or not?" Lamar teased. I flipped him off again and we laughed at each other. Until Carter, Cally, and Camille arrived at the hospital, Lamar and I joked around -with the exception of me having to feed the twins, we were talking about anything and everything.
"Mommy!" Camille said running towards the bed. I picked her up and sat her on the bed with me. "Two brothers?!" she exclaimed. Luckily the twins were already up, or else she would've woken them up.
"That's right, now you can spread double love!" I said enthusiastically. Her eyes lit up as if Christmas had arrived and I smiled at her.
"You gon' give the girl a heartattack," Carter joked before he kissed me on the forehead.
"Where are all the bags and stuff?" I asked him. I knew they went shopping but I didn't see any bags.
"They're back at the hotel. When do you wanna go back to Dallas?" he asked before handing me a bag of Saldworks and handing Camille her happy meal.
"Gracias papi," I said taking my salad out of the bag before answering his question. "We can go back in about two weeks. I dont want the twins traveling too early."
"Okay, that works." He said before taking a bite out of his Big Mac. I began to eat my salad and Lamar went back to the hotel after he received a call from Renee. Cally left to go back to the hotel to go be with her own 2 children, leaving Me, Carter, and our children in the hospital room alone.
I turned on Dora for Camille on the TV in our hospital room and she soon fell asleep after she ate and used the bathroom. So did the twins, they sleep all the time.
"Ooh bae, guess what?" Carter asked enthusiastically. He was laying his head on my breast while we watched Spongebob like two big ass kids.
"What?"
"Guess nigga." he retorted making me pull one of his dreads, they were getting long as hell. "Damn Nay, you know I like that shit." he said making me giggle.
"I don't feel like guessing." I said.
"Fine, I wanted to tell you anyway." he said rolling his eyes playfully. "I'm getting drafted to the Chicago Bulls." I gasped and started bouncing up and down happily, everyone knows thats my favorite team.
"Oh my goodness baby, congratulations!" I semi-yelled kissing him all over his face. "When are you officially getting signed?"
"In about 3 weeks." he said.
"Yay! Oh my god, my favorite team though?! You know Imma be all up in each and every game to come support my baby." I said.
''I know you are, yous a fanatic." he said laughing.
"Naw, I'm a rida'." I replied.
"And you always gon' be my rida'." he said. "Hell yeah." I retorted smiling.
"Oh my goodness, my godbabies!" Jazmine said walking into the room with Andre, Jamie, Renee, and Lamar walking in behind her.
"Shh child, they're sleeping again. So is Camille." I said to her.
"I'm sorry girly, I'm just so fuckin' happy!" Jazmine yelled again before Andre covered her mouth. Jazmine popped his hand and rolled her eyes at him.
"Move De'Andre." she said.
"Damn girl, my whole government though?" he said sucking his teeth. After everyone got a chance to hold the twins, we all told them the news about Carter's career. Since they were all happy and congratulating us, they insisted we went out when we got back to Dallas.
"Um, excuse' moi.. I have 3 children to look after." I said with a slight attitude. I wanted to go out but I rather spend time with my kids.
"Yeah, we do." Carter agreed.
"Alright, well excuse me Mister and Misses 'Family- oriented'! Y'all don't have to go." Andre joked making us laugh.
"Yeah a'ight." I said flipping him off.
After they left, Carter and I spent time with our family genuinely enjoying ourselves. I could get used to this whole 'family-oriented' lifestyle.