Page 54 of Maybe I’m the Problem

“Why didn’t you answer the phone? I called you several times. It was like the bitch was on do not disturb.”

“My phone didn’t ring.”

“Duh muthafucka; that’s what I’m telling you. It was going straight to voicemail and your voicemail is full.”

“My bad, okay. I’ll look at the phone and see what’s up with it.”

If it wasn’t for Trey, I swear I would lose my mind in here. Law was starting to be so damn busy that he wasn’t around like I needed him to be. LJ’s baby mama and I were getting close as well but I never mentioned to him that he wasn’t with LJ a few times; he said he was. But it was cool. I was waiting on my time.

“I want to spend the day with you. I got someone bringing you some food and gifts. I wanted to buy you a nice push gift before the baby got here and everything. Since you’re so groggy, you’ll have to wait to see the gift.”

“Why are you being nice? Better yet, what is the gift because I’m sleepy and I don’t have time to play with you.”

“I bought you a new car. Since we will have a family, I bought you a new truck. They will deliver it here but I told them to take it to our house instead. The car seat and everything will be in there.”

“I didn’t need a truck, Law. My car was fine.”

“Let me do something nice.”

“I appreciate it but you just accumulating bills and shit. This ain’t a guilt gift is it?”

“Nah, I don’t buy guilt.”

“If that’s the case, thank you.”

Law did exactly what he said he was going to do. He didn’t leave for one second. He had me some food catered by a chef and I had a professional masseuse come in and giving me a full body massage and facial. I felt like a new woman by the end of the day.

“You’re so beautiful,” Law kissed the back of my neck as we cuddled in my small ass hotel bed.

“Thank you. Hopefully, our daughter comes out looking like me instead of you.”

“Nigga, I look better than you. You got a nigga fucked up.”

“She can have your eyes, and that’s it.”

Law nestled under me as I scrolled on my phone. Pinkie had posted something on her club page about a party and she wanted the city to come out and support her. What really caught my attention was the comments. There was a bitch under the comments telling people not to support Pinkie because she broke up a happy home. My curiosity took me right to her page, but it was private. I added her because just like her, I was going through the wrath of Pinkie’s hoeish ways.

38. TREY

I was fucking up big time, spending so much time with Summer. At first, she cursed me out and told me how much of a bitch I was for not telling her about my daughter. I took all that shit on the chin and let her vent without saying a word. No matter what, we had a bond and she was definitely someone I could talk to about my problems.

Every day after work, I made my way up to her room to make sure she didn’t need anything or just needed to talk. The nurse would let her out of the room once a week to go down to the small courtyard downstairs. Since she was getting out today, I brought a deck of Uno cards to work so we could kick it like old times. It felt good just to be back in her good graces again.

I clocked out and made sure to check in with Serenity before going to Summer’s room. Serenity was aware of the relationship that I had with Summer. She respected it and didn’t nag me about it when we spent time together. Serenity was my girl and Summer was my friend. I had the best of both worlds.

“You ready?” I asked as I pushed the door open.

“I’m hurting today for some reason, but I’m ready.” Summer had a grimace on her face that let me know that going outside wasn’t the best thing.

“I don’t think you need to take that walk today. How about we just play Uno in here?”

“I want to get out of this room so bad, though, Trey. It’s been a whole week,” she whined.

“I understand that but what if you walk down there and your water breaks? It’s still too soon for you to have the baby. Did you tell Law you were hurting before he left?”

“I wasn’t hurting then. It just started when I got out of the shower.”

“Well, I’m not taking you down there so just get back in the bed and I’ll pull a chair up to beat your ass in these cards.”