A New beginning

Chapter 26

Justus-

"DEVONTE SHE- HER WATER BROKE I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!" Devonte yelled as soon as I answered the phone. I pulled my phone away from my ear to look at the time. 2:33 AM. I huffed, closing my eyes and running my hand down my face. I heard Tanya on the other end telling him to stop yelling.

"Take her to the hospital dumbass." He instantly got quiet. I'm pretty sure Tanya was more calm than he was. I heard her laughing on the other end of the phone.

"Can you come? You and Messiah? Tanya said she want y'all to come anyways." It sounded like he was shuffling stuff around. I heard Tanya tell him to grab the diaper bag.

I looked over to Messiah as he turned a bit. I the looked over at Delilah who was sprawled out on the bed. How is she taking up most of the space?

"Uh, I'll ask Siah,"

"Ask me what?" He said as he sat up. The nigga was just sleep. Light ass sleeper. "Tanya's water broke, they want us to go. You want to?"

He got off of the bed and looked down at Delilah. "Uh yeah give me a minute." He walked to the direction of the bathroom.

"Tell us when you're there Devonte." We said our goodbyes as I got up myself. I just went to sleep but I want to be there when my Nephew get here.

Messiah came out of the bathroom and walked over to the bed. He picked Delilah up and brought her to her room to get her jacket and shoes. He wasn't bothering to put her on outside clothes, instead he left her in her Puppy pajamas.

"Can you go let cloud and honey out real quick? Don't leave them outside though." I nodded going to do what he asked.
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"Are you excited?" I asked Devonte as he sat on the chair beside Tanya's bed.

"I'm fucking scared,"

"You'll be a great father V, I know it." Tanya reassured him.

"Delilah go to sleep," Messiah said frustrated as he rubbed her back, Delilah was trying to fight her sleep. "I want to see the baby too!" Delilah argued as her eyes kept closing and reopening.

"The baby not coming yet, Delilah. We have to wait a couple of hours." Tanya told the tired girl.

"Promise?" She held her pinky finger out even thought Tanya couldn't reach it.

"I promise," it didn't take long for her to go to sleep.

We laughed and joked for a bit trying to help Tanya forget about the pain a bit. It was three knocks on the door before it was pushed open revealing a nurse.

"How are you feeling?"

Tanya weakly put a thumbs up. "Are you sure? We can give you the epidural if you want. It will relieve the pain a bit."

Tanya shook her head no immediately. "It don't even hurt for real. The contractions aren't that bad right now. And I'm not taking no big ass needle."

"Okay, well if you say so. Don't push yourself too hard." The nurse looked at her skeptically before she walked out the room. When she did Tanya immediately let out a low scream gripping Devonte arms hard.

"Fuck, you're digging your nails in my skin, let go, let go," Tanya bit her lip but didn't let go. Seconds later she screamed out in pain again. I looked over to Delilah to see her jump a little but she didn't wake up.

"Fuck this," she said as she pressed the nurses button multiple times making a nurse rush in asking if everything is okay.

"Can I have the epidural please, fuck, I can't do this shit." The nurse calmly nodded her head telling us we needed to leave, well besides Devonte. Messiah carefully picked up Delilah taking her out the room also. We didn't need her waking up to Tanya's scream.

When we came back in Tanya was indeed calm.

"You feel better?" Messiah said as he laughed at then now calm girl. She shook her head yes as she put a thumbs up. Messiah walked back to the couch laying Delilah back down.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked Devonte. He was siting there holding his hand looking down and poking at it. "She grabbed my hand too fucking tight."

"That shit hurt, I had to hold on to something."

"Why not a pillow?" Messiah asked.

"Too soft. Wouldn't do the trick." 

Devonte mumble stuff under his breath as he walked got out the chair and walked to the sink running water over the finger nail marks.

"I'm sorry baby,"
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We all stood around the bed as Tanya was holding the sleeping baby in her arms. Babies aren't cute. At all. Like how do you look at a new born baby and think 'awe he's so cute he looks just like me'?

But the little nigga did look like Devonte even though he's only a couple hours old. We were in a different room now. They moved Tanya to a more comfortable place.

"He looks like a raisin," Devonte said as he looked down at his new born son.

"Devonte," Tanya warned. Even though she mumbled a 'he does'

"What y'all naming him?" Messiah asked.

"Umir Tae Welkins," His first name is Devonte's middle name.

"I can't wait til he get older man, Justus we gon' teach him-,"

"Y'all ain't teaching him shit." Tanya said interrupting Devonte.

Messiah laughed.

"Ain't shit funny," I mugged him before I walked over to him standing by his side. "You can wake Delilah up now, Messiah." Tanya said motioning to the couch.

I pulled out my phone to look at the time. 10:00 AM. I want to go the fuck to sleep. Damn.

"Look, the baby is here," Messiah picked up Delilah's and pointed to the sleeping baby in Tanya's arms. Delilah let out a gasp as she looked at the baby. "Why baby look like that?" She asked making everyone in the room laugh.

"It's because he's new," Delilah nodded her head like she understood as she examined the baby from a distance.

"When he gonna get big?"

"A long time from now," Messiah said, making Delilah pout. "I want him to get big now,"

"You'll have to wait some months," Devonte said.

"Where pops at?"

"He said he'll come out later to see him. He was knocked out when I called him right when Tanya's water broke."

"How you feel Devonte, you a dad now." I said as I patted his back hard, just because I wanted too.

"Shit, we both dads now. We can't be on our hood nigga shit anymore, Justus what are we going to do?" He said dramatically.

"Nigga who is we? I can do what I want." I heard Messiah scoff as he looked at me. "Yeah, until Messiah beat your ass."

"Messiah won't do shit." I said knowing he heard me.