We all waited nervously as Briana stood in front of Jason, who was holding a large black balloon, grinning from ear to ear. Holding the safety pin high up in the air, she harshly poked the balloon as pink powder filled the air in Momma Sonia's backyard.
"AAAHHH!" Everyone began to scream cheering and clapping, some tears but mostly laughter.
"MANEEEE HELL NAH." Jason yelled as Briana began jumping up and down crying like a baby, which is something her eight-month pregnant ass does often. Her emotions change like night and day, one minute she's trynna hump somebody, then boom, she's pulling out her pocket knife.
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"I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!" Momma Sonia laughed, while taking pictures of the memorable moment with her Polaroid.
"Hey nigga somethin hanging onna ground, oh shit neva mind, IT'S YA BOTTOM JAW!" Jeremiah laughed slapping Jason's back, as Jason shook his head forcing a smile for the videos and pictures everyone was taking from every angle. Jason's been buying clothes for his "son" since they found out Briana was pregnant months back, despite everyone putting their two cents in saying that he was a dumbass.
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"Bae stop teasing him, congratulations on ya babygirl Jason." I smacked Jeremiah's shoulder shoving him, giving Jason a hug. "CONGRATS GURL! Ya daughter sure did bless them titties damn." I teased squeezing Briana's plump racks, which have expanded to capacity these last few months.
"Gurlllll Jason can't keep these shits out his mouth." Briana giggled grabbing them, while sticking her tongue out rotating her hips.
"Alrighttt I ain't need all of that information." I faked barfed as Jeremiah walked up looking at Briana's belly smiling, almost like a kid in a candy store. Grabbing the red cup out of his hand, I began taking a sip of his Pink Lemonade that had something else mixed in.
"Congratulations sis, don't worry my babygurl right behind you." Instantly choking, everyone turned around looking at me as I attempted to catch my breath. The hell.
Sitting at one of the picnic tables, I waited on Jeremiah while watching as Briana began opening up her baby shower gifts. I have always dreamt of having kids, but because of my past, I don't want to damage another generation. How will I know how to mother a child, when I've never even felt the love from a mother?
"Wassgood sexy." Jeremiah pulled me out of my thoughts, placing two plates on our table taking a seat across from me. Momma Sonia refused to allow Jason and Briana to cater, but I ain't complaining, Momma Sonia knows how to throw down. Ribs, crab legs, mac & cheese, greens, yams, macaroni salad, the list continues. "You got that look in ya eyes, what's on ya mind?"
"Bae you ever thought about how many kids you want?"
Smirking Jeremiah took a bite of cornbread, leaving me waiting as he chewed. "Hell yea I wanna put some babies in you girl."
"How many though?"
"Hmmm probably ten, twelve at most. How bout you?"
"BOY GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE." I whisper yelled, being cautious because people always eavesdropping at family events. "Jeremiah I want a family, not a damn football team."
Sucking his teeth at me, Jeremiah continued eating while keeping eye contact. "Aight. Let's compromise..... eight."
"I'll be over there with ya sister, you've lost ya damn mind."
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"Mhmm I'ma call you Ginger gurlll." I laughed scooping some of the rice out my Chipotle bowl, while I was sat in the car for my lunch break. "Do a trick Ginger, work that pole shawty."
"Gurl Ima beat ya ass, keep fucking wit me."
"Alrightttt alright I'm done. How's Brandon a.k.a ya boo thangggg?"
"That ain't my mf boo, he's doing him and I'm doing me." Chyna shrugged throwing some skittles in her mouth, appearing to be irritated. "How's ya boo thang, don't think I ain't notice that vampire bite on ya neck bitch."
Quickly covering my neck with my arm, I busted out laughing because I honestly forgot it was there.
"Gurl my lunch almost over, LOVE YOU KISSES!" Hanging up laughing, I finished my bowl and headed back into the salon.
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"Hey sexy gal." Angel yelled with a mouth full of plantains. "I see dem vampire bites gurlllll, freaks come out at motherfucking night!"
Bucking my eyes at her, I shook my head embarrassed as everyone in the shop side eyed me smirking. Walking into the back room, I walked over to the sink washing my hands hearing somebody walk in behind me. Looking over my shoulder, Angel was leaning against the doorframe waiting.
"What I do?"
"Gurl why you always think you in trouble. I actually need a favor." Squinting my eyes at her curious, I slowly pulled out a chair at the table as she nodded taking a seat along with me. "One of my good friends is going on tour for a month, 12 shows, 3 shows a week.... they need a hair stylist. I ususally do it but I really can't shut down the shop for a month, my son just started college and I need the money. I want you to go on the tour"
