Page 68 of He Thugged Me First

I stood and walked toward the back of the house, I was getting her some pants and we were going to the fucking hospital. I’d rather her ass be embarrassed than sorry later on.

“Quari!” I heard her yell my name.

“What? I’m not finna go back and forth with you, Love. Ya ass is about to go to the hospital.” I walked into her side of the closet and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. When I walked back into the living room she was standing and looking down at the puddle on the floor.

“Look I told you I was gonna love you forever, but I ain’t picking up ya piss. You couldn’t find the toilet or some shit?” I glared at her.

“It isn’t pee you ass… Ouchhhh.” She put her hands on her stomach as her eyes grew big. They were so big it looked like they were about to escape her face.

“Why are you looking like…Oh shit.” I put two and two together. She was in labor. I rushed over to her to help her take a seat before I started pacing the floor. “What the fuck are we gonna do?” I asked in a panic. I wasn’t even ready for this shit and the fact that it happened so soon had me ready to jump out of the window.

“Quari will you take me to the hospital?” I asked.

“Oh now you wanna go to the hospital while ya ass is leaking and?—“

“I don’t give a damn about your car. Take me to the hospital so I can get your kid out of me!” She was swearing and breathing all hard and shit.

I tilted my head and nodded before, grabbing my phone. They couldn’t expect me to know what to do with this. I clicked around calling Gina before I rushed into the room to get her coat.

“You’d better have a good reason for calling me so late.”

“It’s happening, what the fuck am I supposed to do?” I asked.

“What’s... oh shit. Take her to the hospital and call her people. I'll meet you guys there.” I could hear the excitement in my sister’s voice, but this damn sure wasn’t that moment.

“What the fuck do you mean take her to the hospital? How Imma do that and she’s leaking?” I asked, watching her sit on the sofa holding her stomach.

“Quari your kid is about to be born, fuck your car and get your fiancé to the fucking hospital.” My sister hung the phone up. When I pulled the phone from my face I looked over at Love and I forced myself to get into the right frame of mind. The obvious pain in her voice made me get my shit together sooner than later. At this point my panic didn’t matter.

We madeit to the hospital and I had checked her in while calling her folks and mine. Mine consisted of the crew. We all knew who that was when Kasair walked his loud ass in the hospital with a bear screaming. I know it kind of bothered her that her sister and mother were out of town, so I was banking on my sister and Mecca being here.

“God-daddy in the house!” He had his hand to his mouth with the biggest fucking smile on his face.

“Would you hush?” Mecca mugged him before approaching Love.

Love was walking back and forth pissed because she was only a few centimeters dilated. If this wasn’t a sign that our kid was stubborn, I don’t know what was. I could see the agony in her face, but the doctor told her to keep moving before promising to check back in a few hours. Right after he said that shit, I cursed his chili bowl lining having ass out. What the fuck type of advice was that? Then the fact that I could see and hear the agony she was in made shit no better.

“Oh baby, you?—”

“It’s all his fault, I’m never—” her sentence was cut off by what I assumed to be another contraction by the way she gripped her stomach.

“See that’s our kid telling you to stop all that lying.” A small chuckle escaped my lips as I looked at her and she flipped me the bird.

“Stop antagonizing her, Quari.” Gina mugged me as she walked over and grabbed a towel wiping Love’s face.

“I’m sorry baby, you want me to get you some cookies?”

“Nope, I want you to go get a doctor.” She finally allowed them to usher her to the bed. Her fucking legs were probably tired because I know for sure she’d walked about two or more miles since we got here.

“Bet.” I turned and walked out of the room, only to be stopped by Gauze walking in with her hand up.

“You’ve already threatened two of my doctors, you wouldn’t happen to be going to do that again, would you?” she asked, peering at me with questioning eyes.

“They ain’t doing their jobs, G.”

“We can’t rush the process of her body, she’ll dilate fully when the time comes, in the meantime I need you to support her as best as you can and stop cursing out my doctors and nurses.” When she finished talking to me, she walked over to Love.

“How are we doing, Love?” she asked.

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