Ricch Nigga

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Yeah, heard she got a nigga I'ma still fuck her. Start to eat that dick like it's still some'n'. And you gon' find out and you gon' still trust her. And I'ma still duck her and you gon' still love her. You know 'bout me, can't say I give a fuck. She pull up in that Bim', you know she gon' give it up.
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Mercedes

"Thanks for coming in today Ms. Simms. So we have the results of your urine test back. You are indeed pregnant. I just have some follow up questions for you" my doctor said looking over at me.

I placed my hands in my lap sighing. I guess whether I liked it or not I was having Rodrick's baby.

"Sure" is all I said as my mind was still racing.

"When was the date of your last period?" he asked.

"According to my app June 9th."

"Have you been experiencing any symptoms such as nausea, breast tenderness, spotting or anything else you wouldn't normally experience?"

I bit down on my bottom lip.

"Nausea and a bit of breast tenderness" I said.

"Okay well looking at your labs everything seems in order. You're a good five weeks along. I'll have you speak with the dietitian to establish a list of foods you can and cannot have. We will also get you some prenatal vitamins. Do you have any questions or concerns?" he asked.

"I was pregnant twice before during my marriage but my babies never made it to full term. How can I be sure this time will be different?"

"Well Ms. Simms we can keep watch over you. Instead of monthly appointments we will have you come in weekly just to make sure things are going smoothly. Does that sound okay to you?"

I nodded smiling slightly.

"Yes. Thank you doctor" I said standing up.

"You're welcome" he said leading me out of the examination room.

When I left the doctor's office, I drove over to the nearest Mexican restaurant to meet Mr. Cotler. We've become really good friends in the past few weeks. He was such a great guy. I reached to the restaurant first and decided to sit a table in the back. I ordered chips and guacamole while I waited. I scrolled on Instagram stopping at a new post that Rodrick put up. It was a selfie of him smoking a blunt. He had cut his hair. His fro was gone showcasing his features. He was always fine.

"Hey Mercedes" Mr. Cotler greeted me.

"Hey. Thanks for meeting me" I said standing up and embracing him.

He embraced me back before sitting down. He reached over and grabbed a chip.

"Um excuse you this is for me" I said giggling.

Honestly my appetite was always at a ten. I was on the verge of ordering another batch.

"My bad. So how are you?" he asked.

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