Losin Control: Half on a baby or two

by Ladii Nesha

“You look nervous,” Slim smirked. “Are you?” “I’m a real nigga and real niggas don’t get nervous.”

“Correction, you’re a hoe,” Sammy interjected. “A big one at that.” “And what were you before my brother trapped you?” Nova snapped. “Free-spirited,” she giggled. “Keep playing with me,” Romeo gritted, entering the living room with their babbling daughter in his arms. “You weren’t a hoe, just gently used.”

“Then take her ass to a kennel.” Czar frowned. “And you better not call LB. Matter fact, I’mma block yo number in her phone.” “Kennel? You calling my baby a dog?” Sammy bucked her eyes. “Her little ass ain’t all human. Gotta be mixed with pit-bull or something.”

“Well, I am a retired dog. Coulda came from me,” Romeo joked. “Woof,” he barked before dodging Sammy’s hand.

“How can I not be sensitive when my husband's semen is about to be inserted into you? What if you develop feelings for him? What if you kill me and try to be with him? Oh my god, what if my baby turns out to be crazy like your sonnnnn? Never mind,” Marely said with a shake of her head. “Close her legs, put my husband's sperm back in the tube. Better yet, I'll swallow it...hand it here.”

“I love you too, even though I thought my first time in bed with another woman would be a little different. You didn’t even take me to dinner and I opened my legs for you.” “I knew you was gay,” Marley snickered.

“Go finish bitching on the phone about how you don’t like your job. Ain't like you was paying attention anyway.” Czar waved her off. “First off-” “If you wanna keep that dry ass wig attached to your head, then I’d back down,” Marley warned from the corner of the room. “He’s the father and he’s allowed to be in here. B, can you wait outside, please?”

“Bro, you cool as fuck and I’m letting you borrow my wife's body, but her pus-” he paused, gathering his composure. “Her lady parts are mine. If I slutted her out while she was nine months pregnant with my own child, ain’t nobody safe.” “Let ’em know daddy. Got us fucked up. Better hope they don’t come out with dents on the top of their heads,” Harper laughed. “Have they asses rubbing out soft spots for months.”

“And you believe her?” Czar frowned. “Fuck yea. You think Marley crazy? Sammy ten times worse and she like cutting niggas.” “Blink two times if you need a way out.” “Nah,” Romeo smirked. “I love it there.”

“Fuck no,” Czar answered. “And to the people that keep asking my wife if I talk her through it...yes the fuck I do.” “Julius!” She ended the Live.

“I love you too.” Czar kissed her neck. “Now let’s make the wheels on this bus squeak for old times' sake.”

“Whew, I think I just fell in love with him.” Harper fanned her watery eyes. “I love this for you, and I can’t wait to see you in mommy mode. It’s going to be beautiful.”

“Julius,” she snickered. “It’s six in the morning and I’m standing in my sister’s kitchen. I’m not about to give you a pussy shot.” “Then show me a titty or something, damn.” “Fine.” Marley stepped back and lifted her shirt. Since she didn’t sleep in a bra, her pretty titties were instantly on display, and his mouth watered. “Cuff them,” Czar growled lowly. Doing as she was told, Marley cupped her breasts, bringing them closer together. “Flick your nipples.” Using her thumb, she slowly stroked her nipple until it was hard...just the way he liked them. “I know you fucking lying!” Harper screeched. “In my kitchen though.” “Bro, take yo ass back to bed,” Czar barked as Marley pulled her shirt down.

“Yea, tell me what you want. The manager of the food court is going to go get it, so I don’t have to leave yall alone.” “Okkkkk,” Harper sang. “VIP at the food court. These hoes could never.”

“I see you just like you see me.” Marley furrowed her eyebrows. “Still rude as hell I see,” Pam snorted. “Still looking like last place I see.”

“This is so fucked up, and you wanna know the worse part?” “What?” “You really peed on your son,” Marley hooted. “Bitch, that’s not funny. My husband is about to fly home and realize I’m not in labor and I pissed on myself.” “I’m about to text him and tell him to grab you some puppy pads. Matter fact, put some of them long blue pads in your purse.” “I hate you,” Harper giggled. “But you're right. I'm going to grab a couple just in case.”

Applying lip gloss to her lips, Marley snapped a selfie without a filter and posted it as well. Not even two minutes later, her phone was vibrating in her hand. “Cause if you tryna get fucked up, just say that,” Czar threatened, staring at her face. “Why can’t you ever call like a normal person?” Marley giggled. “You’re always trying to be in my face.” “Fuck all that. Why you posting thirst traps? Got my soup coolers all glossed up and shit.”

“Ok.” Taylor clapped her hands. “Let’s start with the gender reveal.” She walked around the room passing out white cupcakes topped with gold dust. “Green filling means boy, yellow means girl.” “Wait, shouldn’t Julius be here?” Marley asked, taking the cupcake. “No, he knows already,” Harper assured her. “He gave me the go-ahead.” “I’m going to kill him.”

“I can’t,” Taylor giggled, accepting the toothpicks from Harper. “Is she always this funny?” “Yep,” Sammy grinned. “I’ve been known to laugh a nigga out of his Fruit of the Looms.”

“Ok, on the count of three. One. Two. Three. Bite!” Taylor shouted before taking a huge bite of her cupcake. “Oh My God!” Marley screamed, pulling back the cupcake filled with green cream cheese. “It’s a boy!” “It’s two boys,” Ada cried, revealing her green-filled cupcake. “Aww. She’s a boy mom,”

“How you feel?” “I’m great. I owe you and Harper the world.” “You don’t owe us anything,” Harper assured her. “Speak for yourself.” Czar grabbed Marley by the waist. “I’m ready to hop on a jet and tear the pussy up.” “A jet?” she slurred. “Yea, the babymoon. You ready?” “Babymoon?” “Fuck yea. If we doing this shit, we doing it all the way. Your sister packed a bag. All I need is for you to put on your jogging suit and let me do the rest.”

“Julius, this is too much.” “Nah.” He kissed her lips. “It’s never too much for you. Go get dressed.” He tapped her on the ass. Instead of questioning him, Marley danced down the hallway with a big grin on her face.

“Where are we going?” “You trust me?” “I mean I feel obligated to say yes since we’re surrounded by trees and shit.” “You should feel obligated because of that big ass diamond on your finger. I had to sell a kidney to get you that shit.” “The lies. Harper and I had it appraised. It’s giving Walmart.” “It’s giving don’t get put the fuck out in the middle of the woods.” Czar glanced at her.

“Where are we going again?” “Marley’s Magic School Bus.” Czar winked. “Let’s hike.”

“Chill, girl. We're here.” Czar pointed to what looked like a bus near the end of the lake. “Wh-what is this?” Marley questioned, glancing at the bus and then back at her husband. “Julius.” “Well, you wanted a new bus and I wanted to give you a baby moon. A tropical island would’ve been cool, but I know you like nature and shit, so here we are. Come on.” He took her hand.

The freshly painted, fully renovated bus put her van to shame. Marley didn’t know how she was going to drive it, but she was in awe. From the big tires to the silver trim, she was in love.

The back of the bus was split in half. One side was a small nursery with two bassinets, both decorated in shades of blue and white. The names Harlan and Maahir were etched across cute cream-colored pillows next to a few brown, blue, and white teddy bears. Tears filled Marley’s eyes as she read the prayer above their bassinet, and she fell apart when she spotted Billy’s picture on a shelf next to the prayer. The picture was a collage of ultrasounds and Marley’s stomach. The words big sister were scribbled across the top in cursive, along with Billy’s birthday and rest date. It was perfect.

Pam started wildly waving her hands, but Harper kept right on driving. “Ma?” Harper frowned. “Tuh. As if that means anything. Give him all the money and we’ll be out of your hair.” “This your daughter?” The man’s eyes bounced from Pam to Harper. “Yea, but apparently that don’t mean shit. She’s been watching me struggle for years while she runs behind her little sister and her no good ass man.”

“I'm almost there, baby. Stop talking shit and chill,” Jaxon whispered in her ear. “I called the police too.”

“The fucking safe, now!” the antsy gunman demanded. The sirens in the distance were getting closer and he didn’t have time to listen to them go back and forth. Pam promised him a lick and he wanted it. “Baby, give them the money in the safe, please,” Jaxon begged in her ear.

“Say less.” Czar kissed her again. “Aye,” he called out. “Come do these checkups. I need to go see a woman about a cat.” “Julius!”

“I feel like a chauffeur.” Czar peered at her through the rearview mirror. “I like the idea of you driving me and my boys around. Be careful over these speed bumps, Bentley, or that’s yo ass.”

I’m going to send you pictures and postcards because I know my happiness is going to kill you faster than a prison cell.” “Fuck you!” Pam spat, finally looking up with tears in her eyes. “I wish them ugly ass babies died in her womb. You don’t deserve to be a mother and you know what? I told the doctors to give you a hysterectomy.” “Order!” The judge banged the gravel. Whap! The blow to the side of Pam’s face shocked the courtroom, sending everyone into a frenzy. No one saw Ada run up, but Marley was happy she did.