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" zaire can we go and get food?" i asked.

"no you need to stay off your feet and i'm finna take you to a doctor appointment" he said.

" bi- ian been pregnant for 3 months and i already need to stay off my feet ?" i asked looking at him.

" yes now put on some clothes and come on ian gone tell yo ass again little girl" he said causing me to scrunch up my face.

" this little girl will put this pussy on yo face and having you drowning don't play wimmie zaire". i said looking over at him.

" yeah ight" he said walking into the bathroom.

" okay blue face" i said doing the li dance thing or whatever.

" sit yo ass down somewhere man" he said laughing brushing his teeth.

" you just told me to get up make up your mind josh" i said grabbing my toothbrush.

" don't call me that corny ass shit heather" he said making me bust out laughing.

" exactly you see how i feel don't call me that" he said wit his big mad ass.

" take a fucking chill pill li nigga" i rapped twerking a li.

" okay it's time to go, let's go put on yo clothes babymama" he said pulling me out the bathroom.

this mofo forever pulling somebody by their mfkn arm.

" let me go bitch snitch rick dick li-"
he popped me in my mfkn lip.

i stormed out the room sitting on the bed not finna go no fucking where cause he never had to pop my ass like that.

" ik yo big goofy ass ain't finna cry" he said walking in the room.

" damn right cause yo ass ain't never have to pop me like that, now when my lip swell up the doctor gone be like " oh honey, what has happened to your lip" and ima be like " my baby daddy popped me. i said tearing up.

he bust out laughing at me when the shit not even fucking funny.

i got up and put in my clothes applied some lotion put on perfume allat shit.

i grabbed me a apple juice out the refrigerator and sliding my feet into my slides.

" okay cause now you need to bring yo ass on, shit" i yelled grabbing my keys walking out the door.

" don't be rushing me li girl" he said locking the house door.

at the doctors
we signed in allat extra shit blah blah blah..

" zaire andersen and dior johnson" the doctor called back for us.

" okay momma your going lay on the bed and we are going to check on your little baby inside of there" she said putting on gloves.

" so i'm going to put this jelly onto your stomach" she said.

shit was cold asfk she almost got her shit rocked.

" why you looking like that?" zaire laughed.

" put some on yo stomach and you tell me" i said fake laughing.

" it's cold, very cold" i told him and he nodded.

" okay so your baby is very healthy just slow down with the fast foods can cause the baby to have health problems" she told me.

" i- " will do ma'am" zaire cut me off like damn.

" zaire you need to stfu sometimes and stay yo ass over there in that seat and mind yo bidness" i told him as the lady wiped the jelly off.

" oh and you are 2 months pregnant" she said causing me to scrunch up my face.

" so i've been pregnant for that long and just now finding out?" i asked.

" most likely ma'am, your due in may" she said handing me all of my papers.

" come back next month for your gender reveal" she told us.

" thank you ma'am, have a nice evening" we said walking out.

" wow, ian even know i was pregnant for that fucking long that's so crazy" i told him as we walked to the car.

" mm" he said unlocking the doors getting in.

" i'm hungry zaire" i told him putting my seat back.

" we finna go get you a good ole salad" he said.

" what?, why tfk i gotta get a salad" i asked looking over at him.

" you heard what that lady said loud and clear, you need to slow down on your fast food girl" he said side eyeing me.

" whatever" i laid back and went to sleep.

" get up fatty" he said tapping my forehead.

" bitch you stop damn, my head not no fucking drum slow ass bum ass nigga" i said throwing my seatbelt off me.

" watch yo fuckin mouth dior, don't make me go in yo shit" he said unlocking the house door.

" aww you got me a salad with fried chicken bites ? how cute" i said kissing him on the cheek.

" na move cuhs don't be tryna kiss me now" he said pushing me.

we ate, watched movies allat good shit and went to sleep..

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