𝙎𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙏𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣' | 𝙃𝙇𝙏 𝙎𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡

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-2 weeks later
-Milan POV

I was finally settled back into the house, but this time I was in the basement. My mom claimed I needed "more privacy" and to feel like I had my own place, especially since I have the baby on the way.

Not even gon lie... sometimes I be forgetting I'm pregnant. Then I get nauseous and shit so I remember pretty quickly.

My phone rang as I sat down on the bed & it was Meech calling. I declined it the first time, but then he run me again so I just gave in & answered, because I knew he wasn't gon stop.

"Whaaat?" I answered
"Chillat... I'm just calling to check up on you."

I smacked my teeth, "to check up on me?

"Ye. I can't do that no more now?"

"Nahh, you can't. After what you said. Anyways, what you really want cuz I know it's not that?"

He sighed, "I called to apologize. Like a real ass apology. I was gon show up to ya crib, but I ain't wanna get my shit rocked so I called instead. I'm sorry tho, fa real. Deadass. It was selfish fa me to say that shit. I wanna be around fa the baby & you. I really do."

"Yeah. Very selfish & see ... ima forgive you. Not for me, but for the baby, because I'm not gon be selfish & keep you out of ... it's development, because of some petty shit between us."

"Deadass?"
"Yes, deadass. Don't make me change my mind, really. This is a sensitive ass time in my life right now so ion need you coming in just to be here & not be serious about this baby."

"I hear you Lani, I'm all in. I promise."
"Okay... I gotta go."

I hung up and sat my phone down.
Old me definitely would've knocked his teeth in.

Honestly.
But ! I'm trying this thing where I think about long term shit before I do something & going to jail is not on my list.

There was a knock on the door, "come in!" I yelled. The door opened and I seen my mom standing there with bags in her hands, "can I come down?"

"It's your house"
She walked down the steps and gave me the bags, "what's this?"

"Early baby shower gift.."
"I don't even know what I'm having yet.."

"It's unisex girl damn."
I opened the bags and seen diapers, bibs, pacifiers, allat. "Awee... thank you.."

She smiled a lil, "you like em? I ain't wanna do too much yet but I thought it's best if you stack up on stuff now because you-"

"I don't wanna be that person right now but I was sure you told me you didn't want me to have the baby & now you're buying me stuff for it..."

"I'm still your mom, Milan, the baby is still going to be my grand... child. I still have to be there for the both of you. That didn't just fly out the window because you decided to leave."

"I didn't have a choice. It wasn't a decision. You gave me no choice, but to leave, anyways ... is this you saying you want me to have the baby now?"

"What I said before was sick. I apologized for this already & I meant it. I'm trying my hardest to try and make shit comfortable for you here but you keep throwing that shit in my face like ion know what I said ! Because I do, and I feel terrible about it everyday Milan."

I sighed, "sorry, you're right. That's on me. Just being moody. Thanks." I grabbed the bags from her and sat them on the bed.

"Are you uh.."
"Am I what?"

"Are you sure you're keeping it ? Like this is what you wanna do?"
"Ion know yet."

"Milan you can't not know yet, this is a whole baby we're talking about.. it's really a yes or no."

"I do not know, yet. I'm not that far along.. I have time."

"I just don't want you to have any regrets... you know?"

"I'm hearing you."
"Yeah, I hope so." She turned and walked back up the stairs and shut the door.

I'm already regretting this and I haven't even had the baby yet. It's mad stressful having to make a decision like this.

Like ion wanna give the baby up
But then there's that part of me that's saying I'm not ready.

& both of those mfs are yelling in my ear and ion know what to choose.

I'm lost .
Fr .

*End of this chapter
It was shorter than usual. Ik. Y'all I'm having heavy "writer's block" rn bare with me. I just needed to post a chapter before y'all start getting on my head 😭😭