Chapter Eight
-Mama Mama-
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:: The Next day, September 28th ::
(Dyme's Pov)
"Yessss, I love it" I smiled at myself through the mirror, feeling my new hairdo.
"Yeah this syle looks nice on you, Miss Never Trust" Miya teased.
You remember my friend Miya from high school right?, well now she works in a salon and always hooks a sista up.
"So are you and the father cool again? Or just still keeping it at fucking" she grabbed the hair spray.
"Girl please, that motherfucker can suck these balls. He told me he ain't love me anyways and now he got a whole notha' girl sis. He moved on..."
"Damn, well as long as he can still be a great father to the baby right. What are you having?"
"A girl.." I smiled.
"Awww, my little niecey-pooh. I can't wait for her Dyme, I'm a buy you so many little dresses and sandals. And remind me to give you some lessons on how to take care of her hair when she's a baby. You gotta keep her hair nice and natural boo"
*
Now leaving the salon, I was feeling a little hungry and uncomfortable. My feet and back were killing me and I picked the wrong day to not drive my car to run errands.
...Maybe Jay can give me a lift and buy me some food though. He ain't doing sh*t important, I'm carrying his child *laughs* ...I'm so mean to him and I love it 😌😏😈
"What?" He answered after the third ring.
"Hey baby daddy" I laughed.
He laughed lightly. "Don't remind me"
"You so f*ckin' rude, knowing deep down you're loving the fact that I'm pregnant with your child. That means 21 more years of Dyme, baby boy"
"18 actually and that don't mean you gotta be apart of them years either"
"But I will and you can cry me a river"
He sighed. "What do you want?"
"For you to meet me at Gino's, I wanna see you and we need to talk"
"Why can't we just talk on the phone?"
"I just told your faggot-a** I wanted to see you, right" I got smart again.
"I ain't gon' come now, since I'm a faggot..."
"Oh boo hoo, we both know that's not true so why you getting all butt hurt?"
"I'll see you..."
"Bye baby daddy" I laughed again, hanging up.
:: 15 minutes later ::🕚✨
(Jacob's Pov)
Walking into Gino's, I see the crazy one up ahead and holding her stomach. I ain't gon' lie though, her stomach was cute on her.
Sitting down in one of the booths, I watched her do the same and smile at me to make me blush a little. "Hi baby daddy"
"So you just gon' keep calling me that huh?" I sat back and folded my arms.
"Well you are and why don't you go get your baby mama a pizza.."
"Why can't she get it herself?"
"Because I'm tired and my back hurts. You wonder why I asked you to come here instead of my house? It's because I was already down here and I don't have enough energy to get back home"
I sighed and got up, going over to get in line to order us a pepperoni pizza. Just a few minutes later, I paid for our food and brung the box back to the table.
"Aww thank you" she said before opening the box.
But that action was cut short when I popped her hand like a child and closed the box again. "You ain't eating til we make an agreement" I sat back down.
She huffed and sat back in the chair, folding her arms. "What is it?"
"Since you're having my baby, I'm a need you to chill out a little. No, matter of fact... chill out a lot. This relationship between us is for our future daughter and her only. That means no messing with the girls I'm talking to out of jealousy"
"And when have I ever done such a thing" she grinned.
"You texted a girl named Christine and told her that you was me and that I broke my phone. And don't lie to me Diynara, I ain't stupid"
"Okay yes. I did it but the bitch called me out on Twitter. Now I don't know how the f*ck she found me on there but she did...and had some words to give me too. So yeah, before you come at me with that bullsh*t, you better get her and her long-a** face too" she opened the pizza box and took a slice out.
I gritted my eyes her way, just watching her devour the pizza just like that in front of me.
"And if she continues to come at me, don't be surprised when she's next to be in the ER. You know what happened last time.."
"Like when you cut Nicki and gave her 18 stitches on her face and neck? Is that what you're talking about?" I frowned.
"You sound mad baby daddy, but I guess you forgot that she was the one who brung the knife in the first place. The tramp cut me first, so yeah...I whooped her motherf*cking-a** and I'll do it again. I still have the picture and everything I took that same night" she looked down to pull out her phone, showing me a picture.
"You see, she cut my hand. But that blood on my shirt all belongs to her"
"You're a psychopath aren't ya?" I looked up at her.
"I am to you, in that bedroom though" she laughed, rubbing my hand.
"Now you know we ain't doing nothing like that no more" I assured her. ...if only my ish agreed with me on that one😩
"I doubt that, watch when I have this baby. Things are gonna be back to the way they were before she got here. *she scrolls through her phone* You know you can't resist this a**" she turned her phone around once more.
....she was right about that one. Even though I hated Dyme, I was still seriously attracted to her. Her body wasn't perfect but...it always did a number on me to where I just couldn't say no. And I guess that's why she's pregnant by me now😔....because I can never say no to this girl.
I sighed and rolled my eyes at the picture.
"But how was your day? You look so tired..." she said, talking normally.
"Yeah I am actually, I was working hard yesterday. Took overtime and everything. That's sweet of you to ask"
"Nigga please, I still don't like you..." She rejected me and laughed.
"Damn,...kill Joy.."
"Look at my stomach though, it's getting so big" she said, showing me yet another picture off her phone.
"Dyme, you act like I can't see it through your shirt now. But yeah it sure is" I said.
"You like my hair? I wanna know your opinion" she turned to the side to show off her part.
"Mhmm, it's cute. Who did it this time?"
"Miya, you know she went to hair school over the years. She asked about you too, and offered to shape up them nap naps" she teased.
"My hair ain't nappy boo, and shut up..."
"You mind if I share a poem or two with you?"
"Hmm, you still write? Its probably about me this time, I'm sure"
She laughed in response and got out her little notebook. "Okay look....I'll admit that I was in a harsh state of mind when sh*t went left again. So just bare with me because some of the stuff I wrote not even....legit about us now"
"Aight" I sat back and gave her my attention.
"This is the less harsh one, it's called June slash July and around the time you got me pregnant. *clears throat*
It fell back to place,
not soon later came heart break
but while it last, our sins felt as fate
he was a sea creature, and I was happily his bait
I let him eat all of me, held nothing back
After the first hit, he slid his tongue to my crack
After the second hit, I fell in love
After the third hit, my belly began to get rubbed
He was amazing, from his lips to his back
He was caring, yet didn't know how to act
He was spontaneous, when he crawled out the water he brought waves
Was so in love with him, I asked him to stay
But he belonged to the sea
and sooner than later he did what most of his kind does and pinched me, so I gave him back to the water because he wanted to be freed
My weakness is a cancer nigga, too bad he's for everybody" she recited.
"Yeah I'm a cancer nigga but I ain't for everybody. You tryna call me a hoe?"
"Jacob you are a hoe, there. And I told you not to get butt hurt didn't I"
"Yeah whatever, next..."
"Nah, you not ready. I'm a just keep this one for another time. Can you just take me home baby daddy" she put back the notebook and grabbed another slice.
"After I eat--...chicken head" I called her, grabbing yet another slice from the box.
*
"No Dyme...."
"Yes Jay, just stay right there. Damn" She hurried out the car but in a struggle.
"Need some help?" I laughed, watching her lean in all these angels just to get up.
"F*ck you, you d*ck. ......okay yes help please" she laughed.
I helped her up from the passenger seat and made sure she didn't break anything on her way out. From there, she came around my side with her camera drawn and stepped back.
I sighed. "Come on man,....you is the selfie police" I covered my face.
"Just one picture Jay! Everybody wanna know who the daddy is"
I blushed at that and lifted up my face for her to take the damn picture. Its not like I was wearing anything special...
"Can I get out now" I whined.
"Yeah get ya funky-ass up because we gotta talk" she turned serious.
I swear Dyme is soo bipolar😶
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Jay in the Media
--Tayy
Q: You think they'll be cool parents?👫👪