Madison pov

"You don't think he's serious, do you?" Seven asks me

"I really don't know Seven. I haven't seen the man in months. You'd be surprised at how people change in a matter of months." I said before biting into my Granola bar

"Want me to kick his ass?"

"Thanks but the father of my child is -

A knocking to my door interrupts my sentence.

"Raymond you can come in."

"...I'm not Raymond."

I hear from the other side.

"Come in"

I watch the door knob turn next and the door pushes in. Vito appears in the doorway just staring.

"Seven I'm going to call you later."

"Alright baby girl. Love you" he says before hanging up

"Love you too"

"What can I help you with?" I ask while rubbing my stomach slowly

"I got you some wings and fries." He says lifting a Checkers bag up

"Thank you, you can put it on the dresser"

"Look Madison I don't want to argue and fight anymore. Especially something like what happened earlier."

I watch him walk my food to the dresser and then sits on the bed.

"I didn't say you can sit on my bed" I say seriously

" I'm sorry Madison."

I watch him get up from his spot and go on the wall to lean on it.

"This whole time I've been outside. I never left because we still haven't held an adult discussion. I'm the oldest out of us and I could have steered that conversation differently. That conversation got super deep and things that were said out of my mouth earlier was out of anger."

"Well Victor the tongue has so much power when emotions are involved. Don't try to change how you feel because I wont" I say looking at him.

" Madison I just want to bury this."

" I can never bury this. You threatened to get full custody over my child twice."

"It's not only yours." He says angrily

"You keep saying mine ,last time I checked their was two of us that night having sex." Vito says lifting two fingers

"Madison I want to apologize for calling you out of your name and just hurting you in general. I don't hate you. You just make it hard to be around you these days." He chuckles

"Mhmm" I say lowly

I can feel his eyes staring at me hard and it's truly bothering me.

"The hell are you looking at?" I asks looking up at him

"You... who else?" He said sweetly, too sweetly then I think he meant

"You know you're beautiful, right?"

I shake my head before laying my head back on the pillow and turning my body the opposite direction.

"Your ass has gotten fatter." He says

"I already know. Don't need you telling me"

"...I think we should go to therapy."

"We are not in a relationship." I say turning to now look at him

" We don't have to but our child comes here on this earth in a month. We need to be able to co-parent and we need to be able to discuss things eye to eye. Such as picking our child's name."

"Okay whatever"

I turn my body over again and stare out of the window. Being nonchalant is what I need to do to show Vito I'm not no "shy bitch anymore" . I refuse to let him stress me out anymore or try to threaten to take full custody of the child that's been growing inside of me for these past months.

I close my eyes and listen to his footsteps get closer towards me. I don't really want to hear anymore of his sorry's.

"Move over babymama"

" Don't call me that." I say before moving more over on the other side

As much as he hurts me and brings me stress, I feel safer in his presence.

"Make sure you don't have your outside clothes in my bed."

"Yea yea whatever."

His body spoons my body and his hands make their way to my stomach sliding across my hip. His warm hands rub my stomach slowly and gently causing the baby to kick.

"DID SHE JUST KICK?!" He questions excitedly

"Yea and how are you so sure that it's a girl?"

"Wow that's like really my baby in there." He whispers

"Turn around."

"Why?" I question

" So I can talk to my daughter and because a daddy knows best."

A huff leaves my lips before I turn back around to face him.

He moves his body down a little to connect with my stomach and begin talking.

"Ivy why don't you have any clothes on?" He says

" The baby makes me hot. I'm way comfortable without clothes."

"Wassup lil mama or lil man. This your daddy talking to you" Vito says putting his lips to my stomach

"I can't wait to meet you, beautiful or handsome. Your mommy makes me mad but I don't mean to stress you out. I can't wait till you get here so you can meet your sister. " he says before giving my stomach a kiss

"OH SHIT !"

The baby wouldn't stop kicking my bladder making it hard for me to be comfortable.

"I have to pee"

He sits up and helps me get out of the bed. Just as I'm about to walk out the room he calls my name.

"Yes"

" that ass is fat" he says chuckling

After coming from the bathroom I walk to the dresser to grab my food. I open the bag and dip my hand inside the bag to retrieve my fries.

"Aww you got me two larges."

"Yeah I looked up that pregnant people eat a whole lot so I just bought you two of everything." He says

"Thanks a lot "

The room falls silent again before Vito begins to speak.

" come lay back down so I can speak to my baby." He says

"Wait a second." I grab my bag of food and crawl back on the bed back to my spot.

"So does our child have a stepmom?" I asks trying to lighten the mood

"If that's your way of asking me if I'm seeing someone then the answer is no." He answers reaching out to rub my stomach

"I'm serious about the therapy thing though. A lot of things were said earlier that shouldn't have left out of none of our mouths."

"Victor I don't really hate you. " I say lowly

"I know you don't mamas"

"No, I don't know why I would say that."

A knot begins to form in my throat making it hard for me to speak. So I let a cough out, making a couple tears slip away.

"No I'm sorry I ever said that. If something was to happen to you tonight I wouldn't have forgiven myself for what I last said to you."

I couldn't keep my emotions in anymore. I let the much needed tears leave my eyes and watch as they land right in front of me on my fries.

"Something is telling me that our child is going to be an emotional wreck." He says leaning into me giving me a peck on the side of my forehead

"You're too pretty to be crying. I'm right here, stop crying." He whispers in my ear

I hug him from the side embracing in his neck. Getting a big whiff of his Dior cologne.

His hands rub my back making me feel more at ease.

"I still love you" he whispers

While I still bawl in his shoulder.

"I don't want you to go tonight." I say loud enough for him to hear

"Dre still has Layla, how about you bring your ass back home with me."

"I mean -like like you know just come stay with me." He says nervously

"Okay" I sniffle.

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