I went downstairs with the baby and we started watching cartoons. I had her sitting on my lap and Ty was upstairs; I’m pretty sure he had went back to sleep. Around 12:30 p.m. Tisha texted me and told me she was on the way to get the baby. Fifteen minutes later, she was pulling up at the house. She knocked on the door and I came and answered, holding Harmony.
Tisha was standing there in an all-black fitted maxi dress. On her eyes she had a pair of big framed Tom Ford sunglasses. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail, and I could see all the hickies decorated on her neck.
“Ma-Ma,” Harmony reached out her hands for Tisha.
“Hey baby, I missed you baby,” Tisha said, kissing Harmony all over her face.
We went in the den and sat down. I sat on the La-Z Boy, while Tisha laid on the couch with Harmony sitting on her stomach.
“Bitch I heard about you last night,” I told Tisha.
She burst out laughing and started looking at me. “What you heard?” she asked.
“Hoe I heard you was smoking, drinking and damn near trying to fuck Otis in V.I.P,” I told her.
Laughing, Tisha said,” Who told you that, Lani?”
“My husband,” I said.
“Girl, I was with Tamika and Kyla all night in the other section of V.I.P until we went over there with Otis and them. I was already damn near drunk by that time, though. I went over to my man and I finished the rest of his drink. That’s when we started kissing and he blew the smoke in my face. I wanted to try it so bad, so he let me. At first, I started coughing real bad and he had to give me some water. Then I hit it again and I kept doing it. By that time, I was good and high. I started laughing at nothing and that’s when Otis took the blunt from me because he said I was gookin. Man, bitch next thing you know, I was horny as fuck.
I burst out laughing because this hoe really was dead serious.
“And then what happened next?” I asked her.
“So, I started kissing all on this man, not giving a fuck who was looking. I told him I wanted to go, so we left. When we was walking to the car, I was all over that man. It’s like I couldn’t control myself. When we pulled up to the house, I couldn’t even wait that long. So, he fucked me right there in the car then on the roof of the car. I promise I’m not ever smoking again,” Tisha said.
“Oh my God, Harmony your mommy is a hoe,” I said laughing.
“I’ll be that, but only for my man,” Tisha said laughing.
We sat around the house for a few more hours, and then Tisha and Harmony left. For the rest of the day, I just chilled at home. Ty was at the club and I was here by myself. I ordered me some Chinese and sat in the den for the rest of the night watching movies.
One month later
Ka’lani
I woke up around 4 in the morning to something dripping down my legs. I looked down to see if I had peed myself and that’s when I noticed that my water had broken. I looked to the left of me and my husband was knocked out.
“Oh my Goddd baby, wake up, my water broke!” I screamed.
Tyrone got up out the bed and turned the light on. “Shit baby, just relax, let me go in the closet and find you something to wear,” he said.
He came back with my Michael Kors sweat suit. I quickly threw that on as he grabbed the overnight bag from out the closet and carried me downstairs. We were out the door and in the car in no time.
“Oh my God, this shit hurts so much,” I cried when I felt my first contraction.
“Baby hold on we’re almost there,” Ty said, putting his hands on my thigh.
“Oh Goddd, here comes another one,” I said, feeling that second contraction as it knocked the wind out of me.
On the way to the hospital, Tyrone ca
lled Tisha, Tamika, and Kyla. He called someone else, but I didn’t know who it was. We made it to the hospital in another 10 minutes. I thought my ass was gon’ die in that damn car with the amount of pain that I was in. When I watched Tisha in labor, I thought her ass was just doing the most as usual, but no, this shit really fuckin hurts just that much.
Chapter 13: Tyrone
October 4th, 2014, my wife gave birth to our beautiful daughter, Aaliyah Mariah Brown. She was so beautiful. She had Ka’lani’s eyes, nose and lips. She had my small ears and my deep dimples. Ka’lani was laying down in the bed holding the baby after being in labor for twelve hours. I was so proud of my baby on how she went through labor. I was there every step of the way, holding her hand, as well as her mother and her father. That was who I called on the way over here. I knew Ka’lani had told me that she was back on good terms with her mom, but I knew she might feel some type of way since I had invited her dad. I just felt like this was a big moment and they deserved to watch their daughter give birth to their granddaughter.