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JUST CREEPIN'

A'JOURIE WRIGHT
NOVEMBER 10th, FRIDAY

"SO YOU JUST ain't gon' say nothing?" Jourie stared at the side of bams face as he drove from the hospital towards her apartment.

They hadn't even went back to kamaria and Samirs house, so jourie still lacked shoes. She felt like a mess, and bams silence was eating at her.

"I really jus think it's smarter to wait until we in the house and sitting down before we have this conversation, not while I'm driving." He expressed, when truthfully he was trying to get his thoughts together.

He and Sahid already suspected her being pregnant because of all the weird stuff she was eating, but he couldn't lie he was just seeing how she would go about being pregnant this time.

It was no way out of it this time, because they found out together at the same time. It wasn't something she could hide and wait to tell him, or something she could never tell him.

"Can you at least tell me if your mad?" She questioned, she didn't know why but she just felt like he was angry and she didn't know how to feel about it.

"No, ma." He assured her. He wasn't angry at all, but his mind was definitely in over drive as he began over thinking.

Feeling a relief at the tightness in her chest, she nodded her head. Picking up her phone she unlocked it. "Okay." She replied quietly.

Running her tongue over her bottom lip, she went to her messages clicking on Samarias thread since she was pinned along with bam and her parents.

Today 7:13 pm

Girl your hand okay?

I broke my finger and fractured
my hand in two places 🫤

Damnnn

Do it hurt real bad?

My finger was aching but not no more. I got a cast.

On my momma, Pierre got me fucked up

She gotta get fucked up everytime I see her

Shouldn't be no other way, bitch never
getting away w disrespecting my mother

Real shit.

Now Keshaun wanna do the most tb act like a lady 😒

I hate when niggas do that shit

Bitch this hoe coulda sliced me and they still tb don't fight

Niggas be weak af.

No fr😂

Bam trippin bout us jumping his friend?

Hoe that's not his fucking
friend nm stop playin😭😭

But nah girl he chillin

He can't be mad anyway...she
disrespected y'all momma

You know how niggas be

I still don't feel like we did enough damage
I'm trynna go head up

Type shit😭

Imma text you later

Ok

__

Jourie sat her phone back in her lap and leaned forward turning up the radio to drown out the silence.

The silence had her nervous, and she couldn't deal with it.

Within ten minutes, they were pulling up back to her apartment, and he got out the car.

Making his way around the car he opened her door.

Lifting her out the car, he used his foot to close the door. He was carrying her because she was complaining about her lack of shoes, so he just delt with it.

He carried her up stairs, and sat her down allowing her to unlock and open the door. Filing inside she headed straight for the bathroom, but he had the kitchen in his mind.

Opening the fridge he retrieved the sugar covered strawberries that jourie had been letting marinate in the kitchen. Pausing, he realized she had been wanting them so much lately too. Everything really made sense.

Still he grabbed them with a shrug, and peeled the top off the container starting to eat some.

A few seconds later jourie appeared from the back in sweat pants and a noodle strap crop top. "Why the fuck are you eating my strawberries!" She exclaimed.

"Cause I'm hungry." He responded stoically, not even caring for her yelling. He had long ago learned not to be affected when she yelled or snapped on him.

"Give me my shit." She gritted out quickly, then snatched the container from his hands causing him to smile. "I hate yo ugly stupid, sexy ass." She frowned walking away from him towards the living room.

"Calling me ugly and sexy in the same sentence is crazy work, mama." He responded following after her so he could get the strawberries back.

He quickly turned back around to get the whipped cream out the fridge as well, then going to her living room. "Dis bitch look fully decorated to me." He remarked looking around the cozy home.

"Mmcht, whatever. I like your house better." She muttered with an eye roll to match.

"Then just say that, instead of making excuses." He replied, glancing down at his wrist. Once he seen he had a hair tie, he began to put his dreads up in a bun at the top of his head.

"You look so good when yo dreads up, showing yo sexy face and shit." Jourie expressed. "Please just let's have sex," she whined making him laugh.

"No, yo ass need to practice abstinence. We got other shit to talk about , important shit." He reminded her, taking the strawberries.

Instantly she remembered about the life growing inside of her. Nibbling on her bottom lip, her eyes trailed him where he sat next to her, and put whipped cream in the bowl.

"So what you wanna do?" He questioned her softly.

"What do you wanna do?" She retorted. She was scared, thinking he was angry at her. She didn't know why.

"I mean, we under different circumstances this time. We not a secret, got stable living places and jobs wit income and a big ass support system. But ion want you to get rid of my baby." He expressed.

"I get we surprised and shit, but we got time to get ready." He reasoned.

"I forgive you for the first time, back then you was freshly eighteen, and other shit. But if you decide that you don't wanna keep it, that's your choice. It's also my choice to leave you alone if I don't agree with your decision . That's only fair."

Sighing, she rested her head on her palm crossing one leg over the other. "I don't think I wanna have an abortion." She said the words he had been yearning to hear. "I already had one before, and one too many. I don't want it to mess with my fertility. And I agree, it's not like we in a bad place." She nodded.

Neither one of them said it, but they knew that bam was paid out the ass. On top of that, both of their families were well off, and they made above the pay grade. In terms of needing help they had their grandmothers who wanted nothing more than more babies to care for, and their very supportive parents and family members.

"So we keeping the baby." He clarified, and she smiled softly nodding at him.

This time, she could actually see them having a baby together. Bam was such a good person, and he made a few mistakes but so did everyone. He was a good role model, and he had matured beyond measures which she admired about him.

"Thank lord cause I was really finna stop fucking wit you if you said no." He let out a breath, and she gasped as if she were shocked.

"That's how it is?" She tilted her head to the side, feeling offended by his revelation. "Last time you was talking bout how you woulda still stayed wit me cause that's how much you loved me, and blah blah." She pointed out.

He nodded linking his hands together. "Which was true, but my mindset has changed since then. One baby is cool—well not really but you know. But two? Deal breaker. Fuck allat." He admitted with no sorrow.

"I guess I get it. That's just like me leaving you alone if you wanted me to get rid of a baby." She spoke in hypothetical terms, and he nodded in agreement.

"I'm so happy we on the same page." He muttered feeling a weight being lifted off of him. The whole way there he kept thinking about him possibly having to leave her alone for good if they didn't want the same thing.

"I can't believe imma be a mom." Jourie whispered. Honestly, the reality of it all hadn't set in yet. She was beyond shocked. "I'm suing the birth control company. This shit can't be my luck." She playfully shook her head.

She still felt some type of way. What were the odds that she would be stuck in that one percent, not one but two times. Both times coincidently being kamarion, even after genesis had released inside of her over two handfuls of times.

"You can't sue them cause my soldiers marching." He jested and she smacked her teeth.

"Boy fuck you and them soldiers. You really fucking knocked me up." It finally settled in.

While she was in shock and utter disbelief, bam felt like that happiest person alive at the moment. "We tied together for life, and I thought star would be our only hope." He spoke of their dog.

"Aweee, I be forgetting about my baby sometimes." She stood from her seat, walking towards the back where star was in her cage.

Bam watched her depart, never letting his eyes leave her. "Ha shit so fat." He found himself talking out loud about jouries ass. Licking his lips, he rubbed his palms on his jeans.

She came back with star in her hands , petting her softly. The puppy started barking loudly, once she seen kamarion sitting on the couch.

"Why my baby got on a diaper." He furrowed his eyebrows taking her from jouries hands, and jourie sat next to him.

"She on her period." Jourie stated like it was nothing, never noticing bams jaw dropped.

"Dogs get periods?!" He sounded shocked.

"Yes, you do know she's a teenager right." She informed him, but his mouth was too busy being parted from shock.

"The fuck you mean she a teenager? I thought she was like one."

"Uhh no, she's thirteen years old." She snaked her neck glancing at the dog who obviously happy since her tongue was wagging and her tail was swinging back and forth rapidly.

"You fucking lying..." he couldn't believe it.

"No, bam I'm not. And she got her first period four months ago."

"You don't think that's something you should've told me? She my child too." He argued feeling slighted at the fact that he didn't know this information until now.

"Shit we only been cool for bout two or three months or something like that." She muttered. She was scrolling on her phone paying him and his dramatics no mind.

"Ain't this some bullshit when I hear it. So what? She get it every month like you?" He had questions he needed answered.

"No bam, dogs get their periods differently. Some get them every four to six months. Some get theirs every six to twelve months." She gave him the basic information,

"Do it hurt? Like she get cramps and shit?" He continued to run his large palm along the dogs back. She was trying to snuggle into him by rubbing her head on his chest, and he was letting her.

"I don't think so." She shrugged, she hadn't done that much research which she could admit.

"This is crazy."

Jourie paid him no mind, folding one of her legs under bottom. After looking up, she huffed. "So how are we gonna tell our parents about our baby. And when." She inquired.

Licking his lips he sat star on the floor but she just laid down next to his feet making Jourie jealous she couldn't believe her baby was betraying her like that. "I don't know, but this shit is crazy. It's gon' be so weird telling them we having a baby and we not even officially together."

"I'm frustrated just thinking about the shit. We need a vacation real shit." Jourie stressed taking a deep breath.

Nodding he agreed, "no for real, where you trynna go."

Jourie laughed, waiting for him to join in but he never did. "I'm serious, I feel like we never out of Florida." He continued.

"Can we bring everybody? I feel like we haven't hung out together as one in forever." She reasoned seriously.

"Real shit, we used to have dem sleep over things every Saturday night." He recalled making her smile at their memories. They were so wrapped up in their own issues , they forgot about everyone else.

"Where you trynna go though, a different state, or country." He gave her options.

" I don't know, give me like a day to figure it out or something." She waved him off nervously, already sensing things between them would be so much different this time.

She couldn't wait to experience it.

THE NEXT DAY.

"So how are you doing today?" Latia crossed her arms wearing a lavender pants suit.

"I'm okay," jourie sat in front of her therapist, eating a bag of hot fries with her legs crossed, one over the other.

"Okay, let's get started for today. How are you feeling mentally on a scale from one to ten." She clicked the end of her pen, getting ready to write all her observations.

"Uhh, like a seven." Jourie shrugged her shoulders easily.

"And may I ask why today? Last time I saw you , you were an eight. Why did you drop one." Latia questioned her curiously, writing down her chosen number.

"I mean I'm cool, me and bam still doing good. But it's just been some shit for the past couple of days." She responded, truthfully.

"Like what?"

"Bams lil ex friend was causing a lot of ruckus in our relationship. Blowing his phone up like she his bitch, and then bringing her momma and brother—who is my ex to his momma house while I was there." She rambled.

"And what happened?" Latia once again was intrigued, she was always entertained when jourie stepped in her office for a session.

She couldn't get enough of her and her chaotic life.

"She was talking crazy to my god momma so i whooped her ass, well actually we jumped her stupid ass but same difference." Jourie shrugged once again.

"I take it that's what happened to your hand?" She gestured, and jourie nodded.

"Yep, and before you say something I got this from beatin her face in, she ain't do shit to me." She clarified. "But yeah girl," jourie rolled her eyes with attitude. She couldn't even think about Pierre without feeling slight attitude.

"So what happened afterwards?" Latia asked her.

"Man, I told bam bout my finger, so he took me to the hospital. Turns out my hand is fractured and I'm pregnant." She giggled, but latia didn't laugh.

"Please laugh with me, I'm dying here." She continued to laugh, but it was seriously in pain. She wasn't regretting her baby, but she was shaking in her boots for everyone else to find out.

Latia actually found that funny, and started chuckling a little. "Girl, congratulations I can't believe it." She responded, between chuckles.

Jourie couldn't stop laughing, trying to laugh through the pain. "Thank you," her voice cracked.

"So how does bam feel about it."

"We came to terms with having the baby. He really wants it, and I have no problem this time around. I don't wanna hurt him again. Plus, I regret getting rid of my first baby all the time. I could've been a mother right now." Jourie spoke solemnly.

"That's normal for people who have had an abortion before, love. It's fine, really. Your entitled to grieve no matter if it was your decision or not." Latia assured her.

"I know," jouries eyes fell down to her lap. "I just feel so bad, my baby didn't deserve that. I'm bringing a baby into this world. I've already been a bad mom. What am I gon' do." Tears fell from jouries eyes.

"Are you really crying?" Latia sat the notepad next to her on the chair, standing, and crossing the room to sit next to her on the two person couch.

"Yesss," jourie dragged out before she started sobbing, letting latia bring her head onto her chest. "How could I do that. And I was so—so mean to kamarion." She recalled.

"It's okay jourie, people make mistakes, we know this." Latia rubbed her back really feeling for the girl. Jourie had been soul searching, and having to look back on things to put her life in perspective was a really hard thing for her to do.

"And then lately I just been so mean to bam, and now I feel really bad. He's just so nice to me, and he do what ever I want," she continued letting it all out. She had been wanting to do this for a while, but she felt so weak crying in front of others that she just bottled it up inside.

"What do you mean?" Latia wanted her to elaborate.

"I just been snapping on him for the smallest things, and he always just takes it. He never even tried to argue back with me if I'm wrong. I don't deserve him, he's so sweet and I just turned him into a monster because I disregarded his feelings so much in the past. That's not how it's supposed to be." She vented, feeling better with every word she spoke.

"Don't dwell on the old things. Bam has forgiven you and it's time to forgive yourself and move on with your life. He wants to be with you jourie, and you either have to allow yourself to forgive him and yourself, or decide that you won't be able to and move on from him." Latia lectured.

"I only want him though." Jourie sniffed.

"Then you go for him. Okay? He wants you too, but the human mind is complex. He might think differently from what you do. You must learn communication. It's key in a relationship, okay?" Latia told her.

"Okay," jourie breathed out, letting her words sink in.

"Now girl, tell me about that fight."

I got paid for this chapter so thank her guys!!!

It was a lil filler, but I kinda want them to do sum crazy—it's not bad, I jus don't want y'all to hate it or leave the book.

Thoughts and predictions?

MYA OUT🫡