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“Bitch you just had sex. I don’t know where your mouth been,” Lani said, laughing.
“Ho I brushed my teeth when I was finished,” I said, laughing.
“Tisha man, your ass is out of control,” Kyla said, laughing. She was referring to the fact that I told her me and Otis have sex about seven times a day. That’s why as soon as I dropped this loud, I was getting on the pill because as much as Otis and I fuck, I’m liable to get pregnant again and I don’t want that to happen until maybe another two or three years. I wanted my baby to be walking before I decided to have another baby. I will not have two kids under the age of one. Hell no!
“Oh well,” I said, taking the bowl of popcorn from out of Lani’s lap, finishing the rest of it.
When the movie went off, my girls straightened up the mess and started preparing to leave. I walked them to the door, we said our goodbyes, and they were out the door.
Chapter 20: Tisha
Here I was nine months pregnant and my baby was due any day now. We finally went ahead and sold my apartment and I moved in with Otis. Mainly because I was never really home. After about four months of being with Otis, I pretty much was over his house every night. Shit, half of my things were at his house so there really wasn’t any point in me keeping my apartment. We decided to name our baby Harmony Lashay Jackson. Her room was so beautiful. The walls were pink, the rugs, the lamps, everything was pink in her room. Her first name was painted on the wall. And above her crib was a painting of the sky. It was so beautiful.
It was a Friday night and I was home taking a shower. I was so ready to have this baby already because I felt like a fat pig. Of course Otis loved the extra weight but I didn’t. I was ready to drop this load so I could get back to my normal self. As I was washing my body, I felt a sharp pain rip through the lower part of my stomach. That pain was enough to send my ass flying to the floor but I was able to hold onto the shower rail, to prevent the slip. It wasn’t until I looked down that I noticed it was a like a clear substance dripping down on the floor. Oh my God, I’m in labor! I thought to myself. I quickly turned the water off and grabbed the towel, wrapping it around my body and heading inside of the bedroom.
“Oh my God, baby wake up. My water broke,” I yelled.
Otis jumped out of his sleep. We were already prepared for this since the beginning of the month. He rushed inside of our walk-in closet and pulled out my BCBG tracksuit and my pink UGG snow boots and I quickly threw them on. He carried me downstairs and picked up the baby bag from off the floor in the living room. We made it to the hospital in no time, due to Otis driving like a bat out of hell. I was in the passenger seat in so much pain. If I knew being in labor would cause me so much pain, I would have kept my legs the fuck closed!
Otis
January 4th, 2014, we welcomed our beautiful baby girl Harmony, weighing 7 pounds and 7 ounces, into this world. Boy, did she have a set of lungs on her. She had Tisha’s good hair and her hazel eyes and that’s about it; everything else was all me. As soon as the doctor took Harmony to the back I walked over to a crying Tisha. Tisha ass acted a straight fool up in this hospital room. When I say her ass cried during the whole labor, and cursed everybody out in this room, I mean it. She even fucked around and cursed out Ka’lani for trying to hold her hand. Boy, I wanted to knock her ass the fuck out when she started wilding on me. I recorded the whole scene too so when Harmony grows up she can see how much of a fool her mama is. I salute Tisha though, real shit. Even though she damn near was about to kill all of our asses in here, she took that pain and didn’t ask for an epidural. That’s right, my baby had a natural birth. If her ass can push out a baby from out of her pussy without taking any medication, she better not ever run from the dick again. Shit, her ass just went through extreme pain and not once did she scream for no medicine. That’s my baby though, with her crazy ass!
“You did good baby,” I said, kissing her head.
She was so weak that she just laid there looking spent. Lani, Kyla, and Tamika were in the room the entire time. I had to give it to them, they were some real friends because if any friend I had cussed my ass out the way Tisha did, I would have been left. Ten minutes later, the doctor walked back in with my baby. She handed her over to Tisha and Harmony started smiling. My God, the way those dimples showed, she looked just like her mama. That little girl was the spitting image of her when she smiled. If only she knew the things that I would do for her. I’m talking laying my life on the line just for her. It was going to be so hard to ever tell this little girl no. These two females were the loves of my life and the best thing that has ever happened to me and that’s for real.
“I love you so much,” Tisha told Harmony.
I pulled out my phone and took a picture of them; my queen and my princess. Those two girls were my world. And I would do anything for them because I loved them so much. I walked over to take the baby from Tisha so Tisha could get some rest. She looked exhausted but I could tell that she wanted to stay up and mingle with our daughter.
“What’s up li’l mama?” I’m Daddy. Can you say Daddy?” I said to Harmony and she just smiled, showing those gums.
After I held her for too long, Lani came and held her, then Tamika and Kyla. Tisha was asleep at this point and I walked over to her and placed kisses all over her face. Who would have ever thought that the girl that I wanted to make mine since the very first day I laid eyes on would eventually give me a chance, let alone have a nigga’s baby? Her ass talked all that shit when I first met her, saying she’d never get with me because I was a ho. One thing about me, when I want something, I always get it. Tisha never took me seriously because she felt as if I was the biggest ho on the damn planet. So, I de
cided to prove her wrong and get my act together. I dropped every female I was fuckin’ and made Tisha my main. I loved her, respected her, and I would do anything in this world for her. I chose her! And she chose me! And I swear to you, that’s all that mattered to a nigga like me!
Tisha was finally discharged from the hospital two days later. We drove out of the hospital with the car seat in the back and Tisha sat in the back with the baby. We made it home in another fifteen minutes and welcomed baby Harmony home. I took the baby bag in Harmony’s room and Tisha sat on the rocking chair putting Harmony to sleep. I stood there looking at them with so much adoration. I let a tear fall from my eyes as well in the process.
“Aww baby come here,” Tisha said.
I walked over to them and got on my knees in front of the chair. I couldn’t believe a nigga even cried. Shit, I can’t even remember the last time that I actually cried. I didn’t even cry when my parents died. Yes, a nigga was sad and hurting but I never shed a tear. I think about them every day though and best believe, I miss them dearly.
“I love you so much Tisha,” I said, kissing her lips.
“I love you too baby,” she cooed.
After another ten minutes, Harmony was finally asleep. Tisha put her in her crib and made sure the baby monitor was on so we could hear her if she woke up. As soon as Tisha got in our bedroom, she headed for the shower. While she did that, I decided to smoke me a Blunt. I needed to smoke something. I knew I was going to hear Tisha’s mouth because she hated when I smoked around her, she said that the smell would linger in her hair. About 15 minutes later, she came out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her body and her red hair was curly flowing down to the middle of her back. Her white side of her always showed when her hair was curly like that. When I be teasing her, calling her a cracka’, her ass gets so fuckin’ mad and be trying to fight my ass.
“Otisss!” Tisha whined and I already knew what her ass was implying, so I took one last pull from the Blunt and put it out.
“I just washed my damn hair too,” she said, going over to the window and opening it, with her dramatic ass.
“Alright girl, I put the shit out,” I said, waving her off.
I watched her as she walked over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of pajamas to put on. After that, she got in the bed and snuggled up next to me.
“Why you up under me? I smell like weed, remember?” I taunted.
