#getting old with a uterus sucks y'all

[msviolacea]

I am feeling so incredibly bitchy about everything in my life right now, which I know is a hormonal and mental health tangle that no one else is responsible for, but still. It's not exactly how I wanted to spend my birthday week.

At least I have tomorrow off. I don't know what I'm doing with it, but hopefully I can think of something that will make me feel better.

Three weeks until the stupid procedure that will hopefully FINALLY lead to my gynecologist agreeing to give me hormones.

[chlorasepticremix]

Bin Laden with a pen, bodyin' again I begin slaughterin' your men, prolly shoulda been Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin

Like a Saudi in the Taliban plottin' an event In the lobby of the Intercontinental with an obvious intent

And I would not even relent up on a little

Like Osama with a bomb under the bin and down the middle

Of the Pentagon and hit a kindergartner with a rental (Stop!)

Back and forth, back and forth

Like Jack Kevorkian's ass to court

"Rap mature! Why can't you be like Macklemore?" (Huh?)

"Why you always gotta smack a whore?" (Huh?

It's likely the psychiatric ward's a last resort (Huh?)

Something's gotta give, that's for sure Yet you keep comin' back for more

Not as raw as I was, 'Walk on Water' sucks"

Bitch, suck my dick!

Y'all saw the tracklist and had a fit

'Fore you heard it, so you formed your verdict

While you sat wit' your arms crossed

Did your little reaction videos and talked over songs (Chill!)

Nah dog, y'all sayin' I lost it?

Your fuckin' marbles are gone (Wait, Em!)

But nowadays every flow, every cadence sound the same (Skrrt)

Brain's a powder keg, I draw inspiration outta hate Real pain in the paper, I don't trace But if I look strange and outta place It's 'cause I'm an alien, that's why I write 'til the page is outta space (Duh!)

From 7 Mile in Novara

To "How can I be down?", all of us tryna pile in the car (Yeah!)

We shot for the stars Yeah!)

'Cause we only got so much time in this world

(Yeah!)

So rewind it to your high school dance to the night before

If you think you're promised tomorrow (Yeah!)

Now I'm 'bout to fool again

This tune is sick, it's luminous, the moon is lit A freakin' lunatic, a human computer chip

And I'm soon to stick a broom in the uterus of your Hooters chick

If I was you, I wouldn't do nothin' stupid due to the mood I'm in

I'm losin' it, you get chewed like a Junior Mint

Show me who to rip, it's time for you to get screwed

Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it (Woo!)

How many fuckin' rappers did I go through?

Dispel doubt, but you won't admit I smoked And you was spellbound, hellbound in my snowsuit But am I s'posed to sound like everything else out?

'Cause I don't get compared to it, only myself now Well, I can see the fair-weather fans and sales down

But the only way I care is if I let myself down

But what the fuck have I woke to?

Time to eat the vocals and shit out Pro Tools

I know you still want me to ill out, don't you?

Hopin' the old Slim's gonna spill out, open

Fire on your whole camp with this spit, I roast you So chill out, no, you

Hoes couldn't roast me with the shit I wrote you

Then I took a stand, went at Tan-Face and practically cut my motherfuckin' fan base in half and still outsold you

You just called my shit trash?

Thank God, I rap better when the odds are stacked

"Revival's wack, I don't like the 'Zombie' track And when he's talkin' that garbage psychotic crap

Where's your content at?

What's with all the conscious rap?

PInk, Beyoncé this and Kehlani that" (Yeah!) just add it to the fuel in my rocket pack

'Til I'm ready to respond, then I'ma launch it at 'em Idiotic from the fuckin' embryonic sac

To the body bag, I'll be back

And when I am, I'II be at your fuckin' throat like-

[angie-j-kay]

Okay, here are my takes from Barbenheimer, and the messages the movies seem to be pushing:

Spoilers under the cut.

Oppenheimer:

If you're autistic, have anxiety, or are generally sensitive to loud scary noises, be warned that this might set you off. This was very much a horror movie, disguised as a historical thing. Also, Christopher Nolan music is Christopher Nolany. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

The great horror wasn't that the people involved were monsters, it was that they were just people. ANYONE handed enough fear and desperation risks becoming this. Yes, even you.

If the monster feels really, really bad about it after, is he still a monster? (Answer: YES, but you still paid to see this movie so now you're culpable too.)

A discussion of how responsible scientists are for what the powerful and cruel do with their inventions.

Ian Malcolm in the first Jurassic Park movie was right. "You were so preoccupied with whether or not you could, you didn't stop and think if you should!"

Hey, it's that actor I had such a crush on when I was 14 and wow, he got old, and OH SHIT I'M OLD TOO... It doesn't matter which actor I'm talking about, MOST of them were that actor to someone or other.

Florence Pugh has nice tits, and Robert Downey Jr. should play more villains. Also, David Krumholz is slowly turning into Alfred Molina.

Spoiler alert: BOOM.

Men suck.

Barbie: This one's gonna get me SO MUCH HATE, because y'all love Barbie, but I'm gonna do it anyway.

They told me it was an empowering movie for women and girls to watch. I went through the whole thing, and was rather insulted by this claim. Yeah, the idea of "women can be whatever we want" was repeated over and over, but the actual movie showed very little of that. Only the DOLLS got to be what they wanted, not the "Real Women."

Barbie not having a vagina is played for laughs, and the first thing that happens when she becomes a Real Woman (Yes, this is a plot point.) is... going to the gynecologist, with her new vagina and uterus. The Mattel board meeting actually had a man ask "I'm a man with no power, does that make me a woman?" How Tumblr hasn't caught the transphobia there is beyond me.

Ha ha, pregnant Midge! Loved that!

Feminism is important, because the patriarchy hurts... Ken. And the other Kens. Look, I get that this plot point was aimed SOLELY at the men who were watching this movie, trying to force them to imagine the role reversal and see how awful it is, but it doesn't change the fact that the main plot point of a supposedly feminist movie was clearly targeted at men. Like... come on.

Why is Will Ferrel here? You could have replaced him with a broken lamp in the corner and the movie would have been just fine.

I can't think of a single time that Barbie invited Ken's company. He pursued her, and she tolerated him because that was just sort of her role and she felt she had to. He respected none of her boundaries, just constantly tried to push past them. Then when he went full incel to the point of violence (Yes, I count brainwashing and enslavement as violence and you should too.) and she defeated him, he threw a screaming, public, self-hatred tantrum until SHE was apologising to HIM and consoling HIM, just a few minutes of screen time after a rant about how unfair it is that women are held responsible for men's bad behavior.

Ruth - "I can't let you become a real woman without you understanding what that means." Ruth - shows a montage of babies and motherhood, with some random crap tacked on the end in hopes that we won't notice that.

Being vocally angry about the patriarchy, racism, and enforced femininity is for dumb, angry teenagers with daddy issues who don't know anything about anything, and growing up into REAL feminism involves pink dresses.

The Velveteen Rabbit walked so that Weird Barbie could somersault while doing the splits.

I did cry when Barbie saw the old woman for the first time and called her beautiful. That was nice.

The boy bands of the early 2000s are finally explained.

The only way out of the patriarchy is by women talking to each other and working together, then... men saying they're sorry and totally promising never to do that again. Because that always works.

I mean, the movie wasn't terrible. It just wasn't made for feminists. It was made to get men angry enough to go see the movie so they'd have something to make angry podcasts about, in hopes that a few of them would start to think about what garbage they're spewing. Also, to sell toys, Hummers and Birkenstocks.

Also, I'm not sure this was Greta Gerwig's fault. This whole thing reeks of studio meddling.

OH, and men suck.

[sonofadeanwinchester]

Someday Darling (Part Twenty-Six)

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Summary: Leaving LA to go to New York to spend time with your brother might just be the worst/best decision of your life.

Words: 1,902

Student!Sebastian x Reader ; Actor!Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: SWEARING ; FLUFF ; PREGNANCY

A/N:  If you wanna be tagged, don’t be shy and let me know! ;)

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The next day I knew that it was going to be a rough one. After Seb and my sex round, I knew I needed sleep to help me get through what was coming. I woke up later that morning to find Seb's spot cold as ice and laughter drifting from the kitchen. I scrunched my nose, in curiosity, and slipped my clothes back on. I skittered down the hall, finding Seb, Chris and Penn sitting around the table as Mikayla cooked, yet another big breakfast. Seb rose to let me sit, "Morning, mama."

I shook my head, face disgusted. "Too soon, Seb." I sucked in a breath. "Chris."

He smiled at me, his eyes warm. "Hey, doll."

I felt tears prick my eyes. "Chris, I'm so sorry."

He stood, coming to me. "Doll, no need to cry. Listen, I overreacted. I know you didn't purposely get pregnant and certainly not to hurt me. It's okay."

Tears sprung free, rolling down my cheeks. "I don't know what to do." I whispered. "What am I supposed to do?"

He pulled me into him, kissing the crown of my head. "(y/n), it's not my call to make. But first, we need to get you to a doctor."

Seb nodded behind him and smiled. "I told Chris just a few minutes ago that I made you an appointment for this morning. We're all going to go; you, me and Chris."

I snuffed and stepped away. "The three of us?"

Chris nodded, smiling. "Sebastian understands how important you are to me and was willing to let me in on this. It's at 11:30."

I looked at the clock, 10:49. "Shit, we won't make it on time if we don't leave now."

Seb nodded, "I know baby, just calm down. We were waiting for you to wake up. Chris, meet us down in the lobby will you?" Seb came to me and pushed me towards the bedroom, where magically clothes had been laid out for me at the end of the bed. "Get dressed sweetheart, meet me by the door. (y/n), I love you."

I smiled tightly, "Love you too."

I got dressed and followed Seb to the elevator, slowly making its way down to the lobby. "Chris is being way to chill about this."

Seb laced our fingers together, "'I know, babe, but don't push it. We're lucky he's holding it together as is."

We hailed a taxi and 35 minutes later, we were in the hospital waiting room. I sat between the two boys, holding Seb's hand and resting my head on Chris's arm. An older lady with black hair and mocha skin came out and called my name. She looked between the men, "Uh, who's the daddy?"

Seb stood slowly, smiling. "I am."

The nurse, probably fifty-five, looked at me and winked. "Good choice, sweetie." My face flushed a deep red and I noticed Seb was rolling his eyes. "Y'all follow me please." She stopped and looked at Chris, "Who are you here with?"

He stood, "Uh, with them. I'm the girl's ex-boyfriend."

She looked from me to him and then to Seb. "Damn girl, okay. Uh, you come with me. Son, I'm a big fan but you'll have to wait here."

He nodded and sat down. "I'll be right here, sweetheart."

Seb and I followed the nurse into a small room, gray paint on the walls, bare except for a large portrait of the statue of liberty. She sat me down on the black bench, covered in parchment paper. It crinkled under my weight and Seb sat in the chair beside me. He laced our fingers together. "It'll be okay, baby."

I nodded. The nurse informed us that the doctor will be with us shortly. She exited the room and Seb pulled me down onto his lap. I pressed my cheek to his chest, soaking in his sweet smell. He smelt like vanilla, a bit of sweet juice, the ocean and warmth. Literal warmth. "Jesus, you smell good."

He chuckled, "That's good considering I still haven't showered since our crazy sex this morning."

I scoffed, "Fuck, well, I guess sex smells good on you then." I kissed his lips and he pulled me closer. He placed a gentle hand on my back, and the other to the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair. Half way through our wicked make-out session, the door started to open and I jumped off of him and onto the table. From the look of the doctor, my hair must've been a mess because he smiled and looked down at Seb who was wiping lip gloss off his mouth.

He introduced himself, "My name is Dr. Moretz, you're (y/n)?" I nodded. He looked at Seb, "You must be the dad."

He nodded and reached his hand forward. "Sebastian."

"Nice to meet you." He gestured to me. "I'm just going to ask you a few questions and then we'll take a look." He cleared his throat. "When were you expecting your period?"

I lifted my eyebrows, "Uh, roughly ... 5 days ago."

He nodded, jotting some notes down. "How many times have you had intercourse without protection?"

I scoffed, "With him or in general?"

He smiled, "With your current partner."

"Oh, uh, I don't really know. Like, not often, maybe like 5-6 times."

He nodded. "Okay, how many time have you had intercourse, with your current partner, in general?"

I bit my lip, "Roughly 35 times in the past two months."

Sebastian scoffed beside me and ran his hand through his hair. He raised his hand. "Doc, I have a question. Uh, is there any restrictions she's suppose to be on, sex wise?"

He smiled, "Actually no. Your baby is well protected in your uterus by the amniotic fluid that surrounds it.. So intercourse will do no harm." He looked back at me. "What kind of symptoms have you had?"

"Uh, my breasts hurt, I'm tired all the time. I pee more than I drink, I was sick quite a bit, not throwing up as much now, my mood and hormones are all over the place, and headaches." I rubbed my temples, out of habit.

Dr. Moretz smiled and wrote something else down. "Okay, I'll get your weight now, to measure the baby's growth. Just step over onto this scale, please." I stepped on it, he smiled and wrote it down. "Perfectly healthy for a girl your height. Thank you."

I sat back down and Seb was standing now, rubbing my back gently. "You okay?"

I nodded, "Yeah, fine baby, uh, my back is hurting that's all."

The doctor stood, twisting a blood pressure wrap around my arm. "Stay still please." He pumped a few times, and I held my breath. He smiled, "Pressure is perfectly normal for a woman at your stage of pregnancy, 120/80, lovely." He jotted it down and sat back into the swivel chair. "Okay, next let's discuss your diet. What have you been eating?"

Sebastian scoffed, "She's been eating like 3 day old Thai food, hamburgers, hot dogs, crap ton of ice cream. I tried making vegetables one night but she didn't touch them."

The doctor smiled, lips tight. "Okay, well first of all, all that has to stop, mostly. For the first 12 weeks of pregnancy, we recommend that you take folic acid at 5mg everyday. You can find this in some food as well, like, spinach, radish, coriander, mint and lettuce. Uh, carrots, cauliflower, broccoli, beans, peas, corn, cabbage. Some fruits include avocado, pomegranate, oranges, strawberries. Nuts are good too; peanuts, walnuts, and almonds. Some drinks, obviously water, recommended at 12 glasses a day but if you don't feel like that, coconut water, skimmed milk, banana shakes. They are all good for you.  Also, let's discuss some blood tests that you'll need to get done. I have written them down for you." He handed Sebastian a piece of paper. "We'll check your blood type, iron levels, Rhesus factor, blood sugar. Also for hepatitis B, HIV/AIDS and syphilis. We'll screen for thyroid problems, rubella known as German measles. We'll screen for abnormalities, check for CMV, hepatitis C, HSV, Toxoplasmosis."

I looked at him in horror. "That's a lot of stuff."

"Yes, it is but we want to make sure your baby is healthy as a horse. Any questions?"

"Uh, yeah, what position should I be sleeping in?"

He chuckled, "Anything is fine, just as long as you're comfortable." He sighed, "Uh, now we'll just have to pick a date for you're ultrasound."

Sebastian shook his head, "We are wide open, I can study from home and take classes online. What do you have free Doc?"

He nodded, "How about July 21? That's 3 weeks from now." Seb nodded. "Perfect. Uh, between now and then, if you want to make appointments for those screening test, that would be helpful." He scribbled on his notepad. "This is your prescription for prenatal pills and folic acid. Now, I'll check your uterus and see where the baby's at."

He laid me down on my back, asking Sebastian to have a seat. He pulled on white rubber gloves and spread my legs. I felt his fingers trail up inside of me and move around slightly. He pulled out and removed the gloves. "Everything feels fine, you baby is about the size of a raspberry right now. If you experience any discomfort or are concerned about anything at all, we have a 24/7 helpline, feel free to call." He sat me up and scribbled again on the notepad. "You're both free to go." He exited the room.

Seb helped me off the bench and out into the waiting room. Chris was sitting there, talking to a young lady. He caught sight of me and excused himself. She looked disgusted but stomped off back towards her, I suspect, baby daddy. He hugged me, "What's the news?"

Sebastian smiled, "Everything is good, baby is healthy. Ultrasound is July 21, gonna check for the gender." He smiled. "I'll be right back, need to make appointments for all this blood test shit." He kissed my lips quickly.

Chris rocked on his heels, ducking his head to meet my eyes. "I won't be here for that."

I nodded, "I know."

"I'm still going back.. Back to California."

I sniffed, "Chris, I know."

He bit his lip, "You make a decision?"

I shot my head back, "You fucking serious? Chris! I'm fucking knocked up with my boyfriend's baby and you're asking me to run away with you? What the actual hell man?" I stepped away from him. I must have yelled a tiny bit because people were staring at us now, including Sebastian.

One girl leaned into her mother, "That's Chris Evans. Like the actor. Who's that girl with him?"

I looked her dead in the eye, "Sweetheart, if you're going to whisper, make sure it's a fucking whisper. I’m his ex-girlfriend.."

Sebastian was over to us now, "Uh, guys, everything okay?"

I shook my head, "Not really, Seb. Chris just asked me if I would run away with him back to fucking California with your baby inside of me." I stepped away, walking towards the exit.

When I turned around to yell at Seb to follow me, all I saw was his fist connecting with Chris's face, knocking him out cold. "Fuck you, Chris Evans."

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 168

Next Day

Trey

I haven't talked to my wife since I got off of the plane late last night. I feel guilty because I slept like a fucking rock in that quiet hotel room away from home. It did feel good. No Lane in the middle of the night. No baby monitor going off 3, 4 times a night. Just silence. I even kicked Chris out of my room. But now I'm anxious to get home. Ready to hear what Lane has to say. Ready to hear Cammie complain about me not helping with Caden or annoying her while she has Caden. Ready to be Tremaine.

"Empty house." I say walking in.

"And you mad?" Chris says pushing pass me.

I am truly disappointed. I get on the phone calling April. She doesn't answer me. I go to Lane's room. It's clean. Not normal. I step in Caden's room. He is breathing fast as usual, half naked in a hot room. I sigh in the hall then go into the bedroom. Cammie is sleep. I hear voices in the hall. I go be nosey.

"You come here causing shit." MiMi snaps. "It was quiet. Go."

"Why you always here?" Chris asks fighting with her. "Where is your husband? Do you live here?"

MiMi slaps him upside his head winning. "Get out my face."

"Can I just get the baby?" Chris asks backing up.

"She is sleep. Leave her alone."

"Come back in how long? I know you know." Chris says annoyingly.

MiMi rolls her eyes. "Thirty minutes."

Chris walks away. "Cool. Enough time to shower."

"Where Lane?"

"Virginia."

I sigh. "Oh yeah."

"Don't seem so damn sad." MiMi says walking into her room.

"Cammie." I say walking back to the bedroom. "Jayla."

She has a fluffy as hot looking blanket on her. I take it off revealing an ass naked body. I take my shirt off going to the bedroom door. Out of habit I look out of it for Lane. I usually do to make sure he don't feel like I am locking him out. He tells April that we lock him out of the room for no reason. Bad ass. I get on the bed on top of Cammie.

"Jayla?"

"Tremaine?" she says smiling.

I kiss her trying to wake her up completely. "Wake up, Jayla."

"No. The baby is going to be up after while and he isn't sleeping at night. Just crying."

"I'll get him."

She tries to go back to sleep. "No, Tremaine."

"Jayla, seriously, I'll get him."

"All night?" she says looking at my eyes.

"All night." I say grinding against her.

She gives me a look. "Tremaine, I mean all night. He literally does nothing but cry for an hour. No needs for nothing. He takes short 5 minute naps."

"I'm a entertainer. I got this."

"How was your trip?"

I kiss her lips. "Good."

"How many groupies you had last night?"

"4." I reply.

She giggles. "What do you want me up for?"

I look down at her body. "Must I really waste my time explaining this to you?"

"Tremaine, you are going to be up alone with Caden by yourself?

"I think you said that."

"Alone?"

"Yes, Jayla."

She presses her ass up against me. "What did you say you wanted with me?"

"Just be quiet."

"Do we not do 4 play anymore?"

"Since Lane? No."

She moves her ass. "Lane is in Virginia. He was so excited about going to see Grandma Rose. He told the house lady to clean his room for him and he would give her some candy."

"Damn, that's the payment?"

"She didn't get that. He left."

I kiss Cammie. "What's your order for play?"

"None. I was bullshitting." she giggles.

“Good.” I say checking her pussy then gliding my dick to it.

Why bother checking hr pussy? I know it’s ready when I want it. My Jayla. I whisper a song in her ear that I have been thinking about lately. She hums the song back through her moans. This is a song I will never be able to perform. I may record it but never release it. Our little song. Called Jayla.

  Cammie

I rollover in the bed expecting Trey to be there. I sigh. I love when I wake up and he is right there. All I'm waiting up to now is sore breast and a wet bra. I change then head to Caden's room. I hear low whispers coming from Caden's room. At first I thought it was Trey on the phone but as I got closer I could tell it was two separate voices. I peek into the room. Trey and Chris are on the floor with cream soda and pizza. I push the door open. Trey had Caden on his leg as they sat there talking.

"Is this how entertainers babysit?"

"The boobies." Chris says. "He is waiting for you."

Trey picks Caden up holding him into the sky. "Is your body on a timer?"

"It's going on 4 am. How did you keep him quiet all this time without feeding him?"

"Formula and that breast milk in the pouch." Trey says.

I take Caden. "Did you run out?"

"No." Trey says standing up. "He is tried of my rough hands and flat chest. He keeps trying to rub his cheek against my arm."

"He was everything but quiet." Chris says.

I get all warm and teary eyed. "Awh, I'm proud of up. You really did it."

"Thank you." Chris says.

"I told you." Trey says kissing me.

Caden was more than happy to take my nipple. He knows that these things are full. I glance up from my zone. I had totally forgot that Chris was in here and just proceeded with breastfeeding as normal. He was eating pizza and not worried about me. I cover Caden's head anyway out of respect for the cause. Trey wasn't paying attention either. I smile at him. I can't believe he did it. Chris isn't a big help with a newborn baby so together it would still be a hard task. Especially the irreluctant crying.

"Jayla." Trey whispers.

"What?" I say opening my eyes.

Trey leans into my face. "Who being put to sleep?"

I chuckle. Caden had let go of my nipple and was looking up into the ceiling. We have these star like twinkling lights on his ceiling. He stares at it a lot at night. When I move he starts crying. Trey takes him from me then silence him immediately. I see that I'm not needed here. Chris walks into the room with MiMi's baby.

"Is this some sort of Daddy Daycare?" I ask checking my clothes.

"People rather fuck than take care of their baby." Chris says.

"You asked for the baby, nigga." Trey laughs.

Chris smiles. "She smiles at me."

"That's because she don't know how to look at motherfuckers and read them. I'm going to teach her to hate bitches like you."

"Are those words you want to teach your baby?" Chris says in a high voice.

Trey comes over to me. "Watch this."

He holds Caden up to the ceiling for a few seconds then take him down. Caden starts crying. Does he want to be close to the lights? Trey puts him back in the air. Caden's cheeks rise as if he were smiling. I couldn't see his entire face.

"If he starts crying it's because you are shaking him and he can't focus on the lights. Minnie doesn't care for lights. All she wants is to be rocked and cuddled close to your face."

"I think the two of you got this under control."

"If my nipples produced milk then I wouldn't need you." Chris says.

I laugh. "If your nipples had milk and you had a uterus then you really wouldn't need anyone. impregnate yourself."

Chris laughs. "I always wanted to give birth."

"Yeah, okay." I say walking out. "I'm knocking."

"Say that as you open the door." MiMi says.

I run and jump on the bed. "I thought your husband was in here. Christmas said that y'all were fucking."

MiMi chuckles. "Chris bullshitting. That bitch got an attitude for some reason. We ain't doing nothing. Chris needs to have him a baby and give me mine."

"I love you." I tell her.

"Bitch, bye." She laughs pushing me.

I sigh. "You all fucked up if you complaining about somebody having your baby for you."

"He doesn't keep her because she is whiny and greedy as hell. I straight breastfeed. No formula so no long sleeping periods."

"Oh please. You talking about somebody else's baby. Not Caden. I'm so happy. I love my baby. Caden."

"When are you putting him out there? You doing that celebrity thing and hiding him?"

I sigh. "I know Trey wants to show him off. Trey likes to show off. If I wasn't such a selfish stuck up bitch..."

"Mmh." Dee says from the bathroom.

"Shut the fuck up." I spat. "Anyway... I'm making it hard to decide. We were waiting for after the show so now..."

MiMi pushes me. "So you going to have that conversation?"

I roll off the bed. "I guess I am."

"I love you too." MiMi says.

"You forty years later."

"I knew your ass was old."

I close the door then look for Trey. Caden is in his bed sleep but no Trey. I check to make sure Caden's clothes aren't too tight on his rapidly growing thighs. I think he is going to be chubby in a few weeks. I kiss him then go into the bedroom. I wasn't looking for Trey but I found him in here.

"Look at this." he says showing me his phone.

"I see. Tremaine..."

He sucks his teeth. "You didn't look at it. I watched your eyes."

I snatch the phone. "Damn, is it that serious?"

"You no fun. Give me my phone."

"Here." I say tossing it. "Anyway."

"Naw, I don't want to talk."

I don't know if he serious or not. If so he went from sugar to shit. And if so he getting ignored so it really don't fucking matter.

"We should put Caden pictures up. Or maybe a video."

"I'm good."

I roll my eyes. "Be fake then."

He wraps his arms around. "Sexy, I tried to be mad at you."

"Find a real reason. You hurt my feelings."

"You not a soft ass... Well you are but you not that soft."

I let him feel on me then I walk away. Caden starts crying after he grabs me again. I chuckle then lie down on the bed. Trey walks out without asking if I was going. I like whoever this man is tonight. The other night he complained about everything. Now he doing it all.

"Bitch!"

"Hey, Bae." I smile.

Amber comes and lies down. "Did you miss me all day?"

"Yes."

"Liar."

I watch Trey and Caden on the monitor. Trey was singing to him as he tries to calm him down. I'll wait a few minutes then go see if he is hungry. The worst thing about breastfeeding is that you will never know if your baby got the right amount out of it.

"You start looking at them and forget all about me right here in the room."

"I'm sorry." I say giving her the monitor.

She smiles at them. "That doesn't excuse you."