|| Nyeisha White ||
|| Los Angeles, California ||
"babe" i tapped his face as i straddled his lap while he slept peacefully. "babyyyy"
"hmm?" he hummed as he stretched out.
"i wanna ask you sum" i said as he finally opened his eyes slowly.
"whatchu' wanna ask me bae" he sighed running his hands along my sides and over my ass.
"first, i been thinking.. for awhile"
"shiii you wanna have a baby?" he asked making my eyes widen. " 'cause i ain't gon' hesitate to give you one" my mouth hung open as he spoke.
"no" he smacked his teeth.
"why the fuck you playin' !" he groaned.
i know for a fact pop want a baby. he wants a daughter.
ever since roddy and nessa had aaliyah, pop saw how roddys eyes would always light up with her in the room and it made him wanna feel just as happy as roddy is with aaliyah.
he wants to name his daughter faith or lyric.
boys? he hasn't spoke on it yet but i know he'd love them either way.
"like i was saying" i sighed. "fuck ima just come right out and say it" i shook my head. "i want you to move in with me"
"forreal?" i nodded. "officially?"
"yes baby" i chuckled. "officially"
"ight" he smiled. "ima move in soon"
"good because that also goes to another thing i wanna ask"
"lemme put a baby inside you?" he suggested.
"Bashar Barakah Jackson" i groaned. "no!"
"goddamn bae" i sighed.
"not right now" i corrected. "if we're still together by the end of this year.. i'll let you do it" he sat up quickly making me giggle knowing that got him exited.
"you gon gimme a baby?" i wrapped my arms around his neck.
"At the end of the year" i laughed.
"ight bet. ima put it in my calendar"
"listen to meee!" i giggled. "i wanna get a dog" he smacked his teeth. "pleaseee!"
"how bout when you gimme my baby" he teased.
"popppp!" i whined. "that's two different things!"
"and? you want sum i can get you and i want sum you can give me" i sighed.
"you want a baby so fucking bad.. why?" i asked.
"you know why"
"baby roddy and nessa are also home all the time. me and you are always out. your always at the studio and i'm always at the gym or college unless my work needs me. we're not ready"
"so what? you gon' wait til we 30 or sum?" he mugged me. "ion wanna be no old ass parent"
"babe" i sighed. "we don't even have our own house, we just have my apartment and your house. and now that your moving in, it's just my apartment"
"then we'll buy our own house. my new album's bringin' in a lot of money, bae"
"my minds made up" i crossed my arms.
"then no dog" he shrugged.
"you know what? fuck you" i got off his lap making my way to my bathroom quickly hearing his voice trial behind me.
"Nyeisha" he followed me but before i could shut the bathroom door, he blocked it. "stop this shit"
"you KNOW what i've been through, pop!" i argued as i felt my tears start to form. "i had a miscarriage when i was 16!" my voice cracked. "so EXCUSEEE ME for being scared" i shook my head as my tears ran down my cheeks.
i know he'd never make me do something i didn't want to.. but it still hurt to hear that pop wanted a daughter and that i'm too scared to give him that.
"come here" he pulled me into a hug. "i'm sorry ight? i just really want a daughter. i ain't gon' rush you into anything" i sighed relaxing into the hug.
"maybe in a few months okay? i promise" i looked up.
"ight baby" he chuckled leaning down connecting our lips slowly. "i love you"
"i love you more" i smiled up at him after pulling away. "kiss me againn!" he laughed.
|| Vanessa Valor ||
|| Los Angeles, California ||
"that's it baby. one step at a time" me and roddy held both his hands as he made his way into the house walking carefully.
"am i doing it mama?" he asked making me smile.
"yes baby. your doing it" he smiled as he continued to walk until we made it to the couch. "tomorrow, we'll do more. but i want you to rest today okay?"
"bae he ain't broken" roddy chuckled.
"ion want him to get hurt" i mugged him.
"we at his side the whole time he awake. he ain't gon get hurt" i sighed. "ima go start dinner ight? unless you wanna start dinner and i can go pick aaliyah up"
"i'll start dinner. i don't feel like going out" he nodded. "please be carful"
"Vanessa" he shook his head chuckling as he reached into his waistband pulling his shirt up showing his gun. "i got it, ight? go upstairs and grab my other one"
"you know i hate this" he sighed.
"i ain't gon take the chance of my family being hurt again" i nodded walking over to him.
"text me when your on your
way back" he nodded. i pulled his face down connecting our lips which made me feel a little better but still upset to think that he could die being by himself..
"stop that shit" he pulled away noticing my eyes. "ima be back ight? i promise. don't cry, nessa" he wiped under my eyes.
"i love you" i sighed.
"i love you too. when i get back we can watch a movie or sum. but i'll be back in like 20 minutes bae. i'll be fine" i nodded.
"okay"