in somebody’s science class and I was the instructor.
“Mega you’re an adult, he’s too young for me to be giving him cold water. I leave it out so that it can be at room temperature when I prepare his milk. These bottles right here, all of them are eight-ounce bottles. For every eight-ounce bottle, you’ll use half which is four scoops of milk. If the bottles if four ounces, you’ll use half which is two. I only give him the four-ounce bottles right now,” I stated and poured out the rest of the milk that Mega had fixed and prepared another bottle for later on. The bottle that Mega had fixed was damn near empty.
“Aight, aight, Nurse Taysia. I got it now,” he said rubbing his hands together.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure, damn. You know I gotta get used to this shit.” We laughed.
“You will.” I handed him back to Mega and went to brush my teeth.
“Get him dressed and pack his things. He rolling with daddy today,” Mega said while he and DJ went and sat down in front of the TV to watch cartoons.
“Where y’all going?” I asked.
“We going to the mall. He got a stroller right? If not I’ll buy him one. Them hoes gonna be all over us, watch!” Mega boasted.
“Nigga, don’t be using my baby to pick up them thot ass bitches you be attracting!” I slapped him upside the head.
“Ouch, girl! You know I’m just playing, but for real we just chilling. I’ma take him to see my grandma too, and MeMe since I practically went and snatched him up from her last night.”
“Okay cool.”
I gave DJ his bath, and put him on some clothes. By the time I finished getting him ready, Mega had just stepped out of the shower. He didn’t have any clothes at my apartment so he threw on what he had on the night before. I begin having second thoughts about him taking DJ with him when I saw him go inside of the drawer on the nightstand that sat beside of the bed where he slept last night, grab his gun and place it inside of his pants.
“Unh uh, no sir!” I said shaking my head and Mega looked back at me confused.
“What? What you talking about?” he asked.
“That damn gun!!” I snapped.
“What about it? You know I never go nowhere without it.”
“Well you are today if you plan on taking my son anywhere with you,” I told him.
“Oh, damn, that’s right. My bad ma, you know I’m used to toting that thing everywhere I go. And it’s OUR son,” he corrected me.
“Mmm hmm, whatever!” I said as he took it from his waist and placed it back inside of the drawer. He came over to where DJ and I were standing and took him out of my arms.
“Come on, DJ. Ya mama trippin’ on daddy today!” he said and placed him in his car seat. After strapping DJ in the car seat and handing Mega his baby bag, they were walking out the door. I stood and watched them get into Mega’s truck until they pulled off.
*****
After showering and putting on some clothes, I took a seat on the couch in my living room and began flipping through channels. I couldn’t really focus because the bomb that Jamel had dropped on me about having a long lost sister, was now corrupting my thoughts. I knew that trying to retrieve that information from Debra’s unstable ass would be like having a wisdom tooth pulled without surgery, but I was going to get it though, by any means. I thought about Wesley and messaged him back.
ME: Good
“Mega you’re an adult, he’s too young for me to be giving him cold water. I leave it out so that it can be at room temperature when I prepare his milk. These bottles right here, all of them are eight-ounce bottles. For every eight-ounce bottle, you’ll use half which is four scoops of milk. If the bottles if four ounces, you’ll use half which is two. I only give him the four-ounce bottles right now,” I stated and poured out the rest of the milk that Mega had fixed and prepared another bottle for later on. The bottle that Mega had fixed was damn near empty.
“Aight, aight, Nurse Taysia. I got it now,” he said rubbing his hands together.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure, damn. You know I gotta get used to this shit.” We laughed.
“You will.” I handed him back to Mega and went to brush my teeth.
“Get him dressed and pack his things. He rolling with daddy today,” Mega said while he and DJ went and sat down in front of the TV to watch cartoons.
“Where y’all going?” I asked.
“We going to the mall. He got a stroller right? If not I’ll buy him one. Them hoes gonna be all over us, watch!” Mega boasted.
“Nigga, don’t be using my baby to pick up them thot ass bitches you be attracting!” I slapped him upside the head.
“Ouch, girl! You know I’m just playing, but for real we just chilling. I’ma take him to see my grandma too, and MeMe since I practically went and snatched him up from her last night.”
“Okay cool.”
I gave DJ his bath, and put him on some clothes. By the time I finished getting him ready, Mega had just stepped out of the shower. He didn’t have any clothes at my apartment so he threw on what he had on the night before. I begin having second thoughts about him taking DJ with him when I saw him go inside of the drawer on the nightstand that sat beside of the bed where he slept last night, grab his gun and place it inside of his pants.
“Unh uh, no sir!” I said shaking my head and Mega looked back at me confused.
“What? What you talking about?” he asked.
“That damn gun!!” I snapped.
“What about it? You know I never go nowhere without it.”
“Well you are today if you plan on taking my son anywhere with you,” I told him.
“Oh, damn, that’s right. My bad ma, you know I’m used to toting that thing everywhere I go. And it’s OUR son,” he corrected me.
“Mmm hmm, whatever!” I said as he took it from his waist and placed it back inside of the drawer. He came over to where DJ and I were standing and took him out of my arms.
“Come on, DJ. Ya mama trippin’ on daddy today!” he said and placed him in his car seat. After strapping DJ in the car seat and handing Mega his baby bag, they were walking out the door. I stood and watched them get into Mega’s truck until they pulled off.
*****
After showering and putting on some clothes, I took a seat on the couch in my living room and began flipping through channels. I couldn’t really focus because the bomb that Jamel had dropped on me about having a long lost sister, was now corrupting my thoughts. I knew that trying to retrieve that information from Debra’s unstable ass would be like having a wisdom tooth pulled without surgery, but I was going to get it though, by any means. I thought about Wesley and messaged him back.
ME: Good
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