مصير
NADIA NYOMI KARTER
𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏 𝘔𝘐𝘈𝘔𝘐
𝟐:𝟒𝟏 PM
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" BITCHHHHHH." I dragged. " I can't believe this shit."
" You got a lil bun in the oven." Kay patted my stomach.
" I can't-girlaaaa." I put my hand over my mouth looking at the test. " Im finna cry."
" I don't deal with crying." She made a yikes face.
" What if Saint not ready." I frowned feeling tears fall down. " What if Im not a good mother-"
" You basically raised Daylin." She waved me off.
" I just don't know if me and Saint gone be good parents together." I sniffed. " We be good and then some dumb shit pull us apart."
" Y'all got almost a year to get that together." She waved me off.
" Im scared." I mumbled.
" You better be." She made a face. " You got a whole child in you."
" What if I get big and fat." I frowned.
" You'll be big and fat." She shrugged.
" Okay Kayden . you about to make me mad." I straight faced her. " Comfort me."
" You wanna be a baby so bad." She laughed at me.
" How Im gone tell him ?" I scrunched my face up.
" I don't know." She shrugged grabbing her basket of fries.
" I wanna be private , too many haters." I shrugged calling my doctor. " Hey , I wanted to know if I could schedule an appointment today for an ultrasound."
She gave me the okay to come in about a hour and I finished up my food.
" Y'all baby gone be cute as hell." She cheesed getting in the car.
" Man , Im still trying to process this." I sighed. " I have a baby inside of me. This is big for our relationship."
" You want a baby ?" She said looking at me.
I paused for a second seriously thinking about everything that I had going on.
" Yeah." I nodded. " I just want my relationship to be solidified before any of that , I want to make sure that we're in a great place. I grew up with my parents arguing and fighting all the time and it's traumatic."
" Well that's y'all responsibility to make sure history doesn't repeat itself."
" Yeah , I know." I said lowly.
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" So I tested you for anything just in case and your clean so that's good." She said looking at her clipboard. " You may have to be ok bed rest once you hit 30 weeks because you're so small but time will tell."
She took the cold gel and put it on my lower abdomen.
" I meant to mention that you're 12 weeks." She smiled. " If you look at the screen you'll see your little baby."
I looked up and saw a heart beating on the screen and a outline of the baby.
" Aw look at my babyyyy." I dragged tearing up.
" That's the right leg and the right arm." She pointed.
" My baby fat." I scrunched my face up laughing.
" Im gonna go print out these pictures for you and get you your prenatal pills then we'll be done." She said before walking out.
I sat there thinking about everything that was going on around me and what my family would say.
I walked out to the front desk grabbing my pictures and pills before getting back in my car.
" Im actually having a baby." I frowned recording them.
I felt like I was stuck in my thoughts because I wasn't sure of the outcome of this situation.
" Hey Lucky." I said rubbing him once I cane through the door.
" WHAT THE FUCK !" I heard Syn yell from the room. " WHERE IS THE FUCKING FOUL !"
" Oh my gosh." I said putting my keys and bag on the counter.
" Hey bae." Saint said once I walked in the room.
" Wha-"
" SHUT UP YOU STUPID BITCH , EAT A DICK !"
" You gone have to get off the game if you yelling like that." I eyed him. " Acting like a damn mad man."
" My fault."
" Mhm , What you want to eat ?" I yawned.
" Some jello , Im having withdrawals."
" I can't cook jello." I straight faced him.
" Oh you was cooking ?" He said laughing. " Make me some spaghetti."
" What the hell you laughing at ?" I scrunched my face up.
" Nothing." He said smiling. " Your cooking is just-I don't know."
" Fuck you." I mugged him going into the kitchen. " I don't have time."
" Hey friend." Nine waved at me smiling.
" Who are you ?" I squinted my eyes.
" Nine." Hs said smacking on some gummy bears.
" I gotta tell you something." I said grabbing my bag.
" You about to kill me ?" He mugged me and my bag.
" No." I laughed. " Look."
" I don't understand." He said seriously.
" That's a head , legs and arms." I pointed.
" That's one fat ass head." He mugged the picture.
" Don't play with my baby." I made a face. " Don't tell Saint."
" I'll save him the heartbreak of seeing this big ass head."
" My child is just fine." I said putting the picture back in my bag. " Where my other one at ?"
" I know you ain't call that dog your child." He made a face at me.
" Come on we going to target." I said picking Lucky up.
" You better be buying me some food." He said making a face. " I want pizza rolls."
" Mhm , I was gone cook-"
" Im fine." He nodded.
" I can't cook ?" I looked at him. " Be honest."
" I just don't know how you could fuck up eggs." He made a face and held his arms up.
" I wasn't paying attention !" I huffed.
" Just a personal opinion." He said laughing. " Make sure you don't feed that baby that shit or it's gone come out with a extra leg on they back."
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