by Prenisha Aja
Ding.
At the sound of the elevator alerting me that it had reached the floor that I could find Brynlee on, I barged out as soon as the door opened up enough for me to get through.
My eyes darted around from room to room, looking for her number. Once I spotted her name on the door, I barged in.
The doctors began to rush towards me to let me know that I had to get out, but little did they know they had me fucked up.
“You can’t be in here sir,” he lifted up his blue face mask to tell me.
“He’s the father,” Brynlee’s mother Mrs. Janice told them, and they finally got up out of my face.
After being directed to wash my hands and to my put on a blue apron and gloves, I rushed to Brynlee’s side.
My poor baby had swollen up so fast. Her feet were swollen, her face, her nose, just everything. This little girl that she was pregnant with had her bent out of shape.
“Sawyer, she’s coming early.” Brynlee squeezed my hand while at the same time she closed her eyes.
“Ok, I need for you to give me three big pushes.” The doctor stood in the middle of my girl’s legs staring at her pussy.
I knew this wasn’t my first rodeo, but it was like this experience was totally different. I knew how much this meant for Brynlee and no lie, I couldn’t wait for her to experience it with me.
My mother and Brynlee’s mother were inside of the hospital room also. They each held on to her legs as she pushed and squeezed, all while gripping my fingers so damn tight, that I felt like she was going to break them
“Her head is right there. Push hard,” the doctor directed, and I had to go have a peek.
“She’s almost here,” the doctor told us as he circled his fingers inside of Brynlee and around the baby’s head.
“Push baby, you got this,” I walked back to her and whispered into her ear, leaning down to kiss her on her forehead.
“Move Sawyer, fuck,” she angrily said; however, she still pushed and finally the room was filled with loud cries.
“Here Daddy, these are for you.” The doctor handed me a pair of scissors so that I could cut the cord.
After cutting it, they laid the baby on Brynlee and she began to sob. Brynlee was crying just as hard as the baby as she gently rubbed our daughter’s back.
“She’s finally here.” Brynlee looked up at me and I smiled as I looked down at the two women that I loved.
“Look at all that hair,” my mother rejoiced as she covered her mouth.
“She is just too cute,” Mrs. Janice complimented her as tears rolled down her face.
We were all in there an emotional wreck. The only thing was, I couldn’t be in here crying like their asses were, so I sucked that shit up and kept it G; however, I was just as happy as them.
Brynlee and the baby had been at home for about a month now.
Our little girl came out perfect. She was only six pounds five ounces but that was ok; she was healthy and that was all that mattered.
She had a head full of hair and her skin color right now was a cherry red color. I knew she’d get a little darker, most likely me and Bryn’s color just from judging her ears.
Brynlee had gone out to make a few groceries and run errands so that she could cook dinner. To say that things between us were perfect would be an understatement. She was exactly what I needed, and I felt like she needed me.
I loved the fuck out of that girl, and I was going to ask her to marry me. I wanted our daughter Sai’ Ann to be old enough to walk down the aisle and be our flower girl first.
“You’re such a pretty little baby, looking just like your mama.” I kissed and loved on Sai’ Ann as Sai’von sat in his room playing the game.
That’s where he was glued to most of the time, when he got out of school.
So far, he had been a great big brother and he loved his sister so much. Even though he had wanted a brother.
Hearing the front door open, Brynlee walked in carrying about ten bags at one time. I could tell that she was struggling and right when I was about to lay the baby down, she shook her head no.
“Please sit down, I got this. You’ve been acting like I can’t even tie my shoes without your help.” She laughed as she continued to struggle to take the groceries to the kitchen.
“So, what are you cooking for dinner tonight?” I asked her when she came and stood in front me with an envelope in her hand.
“Smothered chicken and gravy, rice, cornbread, with mac n cheese,” she replied, twirling the envelope in her hand.
“Ok, and what is that?” I asked, nodding towards the letter in her hand.
She huffed and tucked a piece of lose hair behind her ear before she began, “I know you expressed over and over how you didn’t care if the baby was yours, but I had to know. I wanted to know and even though I don’t deal with Troy, never want to deal with Troy, I just felt like it couldn’t be something you sweep under the rug and who knows what the future holds,” she rambled as I grabbed the envelope from her.
I inhaled as I held the piece of paper in my hand that had the ability to change everything. I always felt like it was better to not know. What I didn’t know couldn’t hurt me.
I also began to wonder when in the hell was she able to get my DNA in order for her to do this.
“When did you do this shit?” I looked up at her.
“The first week she came home. I brought a kit, and you were sleeping with your mouth open. So I swabbed it. You were so tired from being up with the baby two days straight,” she explained, and I had to chuckle at the audacity of the lengths she would go.
“Do you know the results yet?” I eyed her, and she shook her head no.
Laying the baby down on her soft pink blanket, I inhaled deeply and ripped the envelope open and before I even read it, I swear it felt like my heart was racing. My hands shook and I was currently feeling like a pussy ass nigga.
Flipping the paper slowly open, my heartbeat was beating ten times faster, my world sped up and beads of sweat had formed on my forehead. Balling the paper up, I tossed it in the trash bin!
“What did it say?” Brynlee nervously asked.
Snatching her ass up, I pulled her down onto my lap and gave her a deep, passionate kiss that involved me sticking my tongue down her throat.
“Sawyer, what did it say? You have me nervous.” She tried to get out my lap, but I held her down.
I grabbed her face and turned her to look at me. “She’s mine Brynlee. I told yo’ ass God was just waiting on the perfect timing.”
Brynlee was now crying all over again as she began to kiss all over me. I knew she was happy as fuck and to be honest, I was relieved; we could now continue to live like one big ass family.
“Eww.” Sai’von came from around the corner as Brynlee sat in my lap, kissing me.
Embarrassed and laughing at the same time, Brynlee fell to the right of me.
“Boy, hush and come here,” I told him, and he ran towards me and jumped into my lap.
A nigga felt all the way complete right now. I had my girl, my son, my daughter and my career was doing fucking amazing. There wasn’t shit else that I needed.
I was now a family man—well, that was until somebody tried me and that H-town bad boy would be back out to put his foot off in a nigga’s ass, but until then, I was about to chill with my family and focus on my rap career.
The end
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
Hey my loves! Like omg, we have another one. I still can’t believe you all rock with me the way that you do. I swear, if I have never told you before, THANK YOU!! I appreciate every last one of you and I truly wish that I could tell you all individually. I hope that each and every last one of you enjoyed this read just as much as I did writing it. Please leave a review and let me know exactly what you thought. Make sure you join my readers group for all details about the contest. bookwithHER
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Prenisha Aja' whom was born and raised in Conroe, Tx.
She's a 28 year old author who fell in love with the art of it all by picking up her first urban book decades ago. From writing down stories about her life in a journal to participating in the short story challenge that took Facebook by a storm, it all lead her to one thing. Being a Author!
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