All I Want Is That Hood Love 2 by Mercedes G Page B

like a muthafucka. I was supposed to be having his baby. I’m his wife! I wasn’t going to let MeMe win. She was having his baby so she had one up on me, and that’s that shit I didn’t like. JaMel was going to have to choose either me or them. I ain’t accepting no muthafuckin’ outside kids; especially when I knew that I wasn’t capable of having my own! Fuck that!
                  I mean really? Just think about how I was feeling right now. My husband was having a baby with another woman and they were literally five minutes away from me, but I couldn’t say shit or do anything because of my own infidelities. I refused to let my secrets come out, and make JaMel feel like we were equal. This was all a mess. I had to keep everything under my control.
                  I got out of the front passenger’s seat and hopped in the backseat on the driver’s side. I couldn’t wait any longer. JaMel needed to bring his ass out now. I continued to call him back to back. This nigga would not answer my calls for anything. That shit was really pissing me off. I’m blowing his ass up and he’s ignoring me because he was trying to play family with the next bitch. I sent him a text.
    Me: Call me ASAP! Emergency!
                  I knew that would get his attention. About five minutes later, JaMel came walking out of the hospital, fast as hell towards his car. Shit was about to get real.
                 

CHAPTER 15
    JAMEL
     
                  It took me about twenty-five minutes to get to Albany. I was running red lights and all. I had received a call from MeMe but when I answered, it sounded like she dropped the phone because I heard it hit the floor and the call disconnected. I tried calling her back but she didn't answer. I had so much shit running through my head. My baby mama was in labor; not only did I fuck my wife’s mother but I nutted in her as well. I couldn’t get in touch with my wife. It wasn’t another nigga in this world that had more problems than me right now.
                  I was hoping that Taysia would call me back before I made it inside of the hospital but she didn’t. Watch this shit! I bet she call as soon as I get in the room with Meme. When I got to Meme’s room she was laying on her side crying. She was in there alone and that shit broke my heart seeing her like that. I was having mixed feelings. I had been treating MeMe like shit and none of this was her fault because I should've been fucking her with a rubber. Well, I shouldn’t have been fucking her at all really.
                  “MeMe, I’m here!” I said as I walked over and pulled a chair up to the bed. “You okay.”
                  “Hey…yeah I’m good,” she said softly and I held onto her hand.
                  “I’m sorry I missed your calls and texts, but I’m here now and that’s all that matters.” I kissed her hand softly. She squeezed my hand tight as hell and let out a piercing scream.
                  “Ahhh!! God Please!!!” She cried and held her stomach with her other hand. I didn’t know what to do. She was scaring me with the way she was screaming. 
                  “You good?” I asked and she nodded her head. My phone was vibrating constantly in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw it was Taysia calling. Once the screen cleared I put it back in my pocket. I waited for the screen to clear just in case it accidentally answered once I put it back in my pocket.
                  “So what’s going on? How long we got until my baby gets here?”
                  “I don’t know. They said it shouldn’t be too much longer because I’m making great progress. So we’re just waiting it out. They should be back in here in a little while to check my cervix again to see if I dilated some more.”
                  My phone started vibrating again.