.::Nani::.
A Week Later .
Yeah It's True... I'm Pregnant. It's Already Been A Week And I'm Tired. -_- But Today...Me & Mikey Is Gonna Tell August And Them That I'm Pregnant. I Don't Know Why But I'm Nervous.
"Babe Honey & Them Are On There Way." Michael Said Walking On The Room With Ty In His Arms.
"Okay." I Said.
"I Can't Wait Till Your Belly Gets Big." Michael Said Walking Over To Me Touching My Flat Stomach.
"Really?" I Asked.
"Yeah." He Said.
"Bae Why Are You So Interested In My Pregnancy?" I Asked.
"Because I Have Always Wanted You To Have My Baby." He Said.
"What Do You Want?" I Asked.
"Boy." He Said.
"Why Not A Girl?" I Asked.
"They Are Too Much." He Said. "Then Imma Have To Kill A Nigga Behind Her." He Said.
I Looked At Him And Laughed. Mikey Is A Mess. Just Then I Heard The Doorbell Go Off.
"Well They Are Here." I Said Getting Off The Bed.
We All Walked Off To Downstairs. I Took Ty From Michael As He Was Going To Go Answer The Door.
"Come On Fatty." I Said To Ty Kissing His Cheek As We Were Going To The Living Room.
We Sat Down On The Couch..Then I Seen Kiaira And Them Walk In.
"Wassup Big Head?" Honey Asked As She Sat Down On The Couch.
"Shut Up Nigga." I Said.
"So Wassup?" August Asked.
"Well We Got Some News For Y'all." Michael Said Sitting Down Next To Me.
"Wass Good?" Chris Asked.
I Took A Deep Breathe.
"I'm Pregnant." I Said.
"Is This A Joke?" Kiaira Asked.
"No I'm Serious." I Said.
August Got Up From The Couch And Walked Over To Me. Touching My Belly.
"Well It's Looks Like I'm Gonna Be Uncle August." He Said.
"Oh Really?" I Asked.
"Yeah I Love Kids." He Said.
"Well You Can Be Uncle August." Michael Said.
"We Can All Be The Aunties And Uncle's." Chris Said.
"Well I Can't Wait Till The Baby Is Born." Kiaira Said.
Wow For Some Reason I Thought They Wasn't Gonna Believe Me. After A While They All Had Left.
"Well That Went Well." I Said. Looking In The Cabinets For Some Food.
"Yeah I Thought They Would Freak." Mikey Said.
"Me Too." I Said.
"Are You Hungry?" Michael Asked.
"You Already Know I Am." I Said Laughing A Little.
"You Want Me To Cook?" He Asked.
"Yessss." I Said.
"What Do You Want?" He Asked.
"Spaghetti Please?" I Asked.
"Okay Ma I Got You." He Said Getting Up.
