Chapter Eight
-Mama Mama-
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"Now I know you had a lot of problems with his new girlfriend...."

"Yes child, I most certainly did. But Dyme didn't start anything first.....but I sure as hell ended it. This is how it started..."
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:: Few weeks later, September 27 ::
(Dyme's Pov)

"And.........there they go, looking so healthy and the size of maybe a head of a lettuce" my doctor said, showing me the baby on the monitor.

"Wow..., they're going to be so small..."

"Mhmm, would you like to know the sex sweetie? Or keep it as a surprise"

"Umm,...I wanna know this time" I said, feeling good about that decision.

"Okay and it's safe to say that........it's a girl. You see?" she point to her little lady parts on the screen.

I smiled from excitement, because deep down I always wanted a baby girl. And now I was carrying one, soon to give birth to her sometime in January. I couldn't wait.

"I'm so happy" I smiled at the lady.

"Yeah I'm sure,...she looks like a pretty little thing already hun. And her heart beat is great,...breathing sounds clear...and she's getting bigger. So your baby is definitely healthy" She said, while helping me get all cleaned up from the jelly.

"Good good good, I'm glad everything's fine. Less worry for me right" I pulled down my shirt.

"How are your symptoms though, doll?" She grabbed her clipboard from the table.

"Well my back aches a lot now a days, my ankles swell up, I get headaches, I have trouble sleeping through the night,....and uh-- my skin is out of control at this point. I'm fatigue, my nails are brittle, aches and pain and...my nipples were leaking a little the other day surprisingly" I informed her.

"Hmm okay. The leaking of the breast is a sign of you entering into your third trimester. Where your body is going to go through alot to prepare for birth, but...you're a strong young lady. You'll get through it and I can assure you it'll be worth it"

"Yeah I know,...the biggest gift of all will be right there in my arms. Taking her first breaths in front of me"

"This is for you hun, I'll see you in two weeks?" She asked after giving me a picture.

"Absolutely" I sat up finally to get ready to go.

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Me: hey, jus wanted to tell u everthing is all good w/ the baby👶✅

Babydaddy👶💗: Oh ok. Great

Me: u comin next time w/ me right?

Babydaddy👶💗: i gotta c ok, uk I be working alot

Me: always a damn excuse😒

Babydaddy👶💗: it's not, it's jus tight is all. But ill try okay.

Me: whatever jacob. And here's the first picture of ur unborn daughter since her own father couldn't see it live✋😒
Me:

Babydaddy👶💗: so we're having a girl. Oh okay🎀🚺🚼😊
Babydaddy👶💗: n stop actin like that. I had to work today n u wouldn't wait for me to get off to go

Me: bc I'm not going to the place at no 9 something at night. What sense do that make?

Babydaddy👶💗: aight d. Talk to u later. Have a good day.

Not replying to his last text, I decided to go on my Twitter page instead to brighten up my mood. Even more intrigued when I saw a few new messages from a few friends and someone else I didn't know.

After texting my friends all back, I came to the messages sent by someone named Christine I think.

Christineprettyornah:@SheA_Dyme
Hi, this is Christine. Jacob's new girlfriend. I just wanted to tell you that and that I don't appreciate you texting him so much. I understand you're pregnant but it's not okay to be blowing up his phone. He's busy and a very hard worker. So just stop it please

.....oh no she just d--👿👿👿👿😡😡😡😡😤😤😤😤😤

SheA_Dyme:@Christineprettyornah
Excuse me? I don't care who you are first off and no I won't stop contacting my baby's father just because you're his "girl" now. Sorry not sorry boo

Christineprettyornah:@SheA_Dyme
No wonder y he talks so poorly of you, you're a difficult kind of person. I asked you nicely to stop

SheA_Dyme:@Christineprettyornah
And I told you nicely...that my answer is no💁

Christineprettyornah:@SheA_Dyme
You are a b*tch. Proably just bitter bc he's not with you anymore and it's clear why he isn't. Sorry for your lost but get over girl

SheA_Dyme:@Christineprettyornah
Omg. Remind me when I see you to show you how much of a b*tch I can be. I'd be happy to show you a demonstration. Now I said no, so stop f*cking texting me. Lose my account you f*cking creep and mind your f*cking business before I mind it for you. If you gotta a problem,...come by. I live on........street....the white house with the garage and white glass door. Find me.

Christineprettyornah has been blocked...

:: 10:54 pm ::

Babydaddy👶💗: yea im home alone. Y? Cuz im bout to go to sleep n turn my phone off

Me: never mind. N ok night

"Perfect" I said to myself, smiling.

I clicked off from me and Jacob's conversation and went back on Twitter to see if they responded. Earlier, I texted one of Christine's little friends in order to get her phone number. I acted like I was actually an old friend of hers and told them I'd like to surprise her when I called. And lo and behold,...it worked😈

I screenshoted the number and used it to text her personally.

Me: hey babe, it's Jacob. My phone broke so I'm using this old phone I found

Her #: omg rlly? How u do that baby?

Me: i dropped it when I got out the whip😤 but ima buy me anotha one tomar

Her #: oh okay. U think we can go out to eat tomar too😊

Me: no. I'm breakin up w/ u actually

Her #: what?! Y!!!!

Me: r u questioning me Chris?

Her #: excuse me?

Me: ur excused. Won't b happy til I smack the shit out ya white a**😤

Her #: r u for real right now

Me: yes b*tch I am. Fuck u. It's over.
Me: dnt call my phone either ugly

Her #: baby stop😢😳 no

I looked up from my phone and started laughing. Leaving that poor bitch on read as I blocked her number too from my phone. But hey, she had it coming...

To be continued...

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--Tay