Page 36 of This Is Law 2

“And even with all that shit that you talking, I still love you like a brother. You about to go down a wrong path, man. I never cared about where you came from. I didn’t give a fuck that you lived in the hood, and I didn’t.

I was a true friend to you, so I saw past all that.

All I ever wanted was the best for you. All I ever wanted was for you not to become a product of your own environment.

If this the kind of time that you’re going to be on, then cool.

I’m not about to sit around and watch you crash out.

I love you, nigga. Them streets don’t. I hope you make it to see sixteen,” is what I left him with, and then I hung the phone up on him.

I didn’t have it in me to go back and forth with my brother, so I just left him with what I was feeling and ended that conversation before it could go left.

Quay didn’t hit me back, which I wasn’t surprised about because he didn’t like when people called him out on his shit.

He felt like we were trying to parent him.

I went back to eating my food, laughing at videos on TikTok, and in about ten more minutes, I was done.

I tossed my food out, washed my hands, and I grabbed my bookbag.

I was going to go in my mama’s office to check on her.

I walked out of the breakroom, and I ran into a few of her workers, who were all happy to see me. It was mostly women that saw me, pulled me in for a hug, along with telling me how big, and handsome I was getting. I was eating that shit up, blushing and everything.

I made it to my mama’s office, and I knew the code for the door, so I keyed it in, walked inside, and the second I walked in, I could hear my mama in the restroom, and it sounded as if she was gagging again.

I dropped my bookbag down on the floor, went into the restroom that she had in her office, and the door was cracked, so I pushed it open, and found her right in front of the toilet bowl, and she was throwing up.

She turned her head to look at me, and right when she was getting ready to say something, she started vomiting again.

“What, you pregnant?” I asked, no longer thinking that her ass was sick.

I was putting two and two together now. For weeks, she’s been leaving the house late night, and at first, I thought that she was creeping with someone else, and had a little boyfriend, but my pops put me on game, telling me that she had been creeping to see him.

All that late night creeping, and now her ass might be pregnant.

I’ve overheard stories that she’s told to other women in her life about the bad morning sickness that she had when she was pregnant with me, and my brother.

Plus, I remember when she was pregnant with Sarai, and she was sick.

Seeing her like this, I had a feeling that me and Legend were getting ready to be big brothers again.

“Wait for me out front, Creed. Go,” she said, but I ignored her, walking further into the restroom, and I looked inside the toilet bowl, so that I could see what she’d released in there.

“It looks like it’s corn in there. What you ate?” I asked, being unfazed by the vomit.

She reached her hand out and tried to pushed me.

She was able to reach up and flush the toilet.

When she finished, she closed the lid, and she scooted over to where the wall was, put her back against it, and she crossed her legs that were pushed out in front of her.

She was wearing a beige work dress. My mama looked so beautiful this afternoon, but I could tell that she wasn’t feeling her best. Her ass looked stressed out too.

I got down on the floor with her, sitting close to her, and put my back against the wall. Her eyes got watery, and when she blinked, a couple of tears fell. I hated to see my mama cry, so I was going to crack a joke or two, so I could get her to laugh.

“Pops told me that you be creeping over to his condo late at night. Them visits caught up to you,” I joked, not really knowing if she was going to find it funny, but I said it anyways. She rolled her eyes at me through her tears, and she laughed.

I loved my mama to death, man. I wrapped an arm around her, kissing her on her cheek, and I told her that I loved her because I felt like she needed to hear it.

“I know me, and Legend don’t always make it easy on you.

Mainly me because I feel like I give you more problems than he does, but I just want you to know that you’re the best mother that any kid could ask for.

With you, I feel like I got a mom, home girl, best friend, and someone that I can always confide in all in one.

I don’t know much about how pregnancy works, but I know when you carry us, you always get sick.

I hope God is blessing you and pops again with another baby.

It was messed up with what happened to our baby sister.

If it’s a girl, maybe Sarai played her part in doing it.

She knew that you’d be the best girl mom for the new baby, just like you were when she was here,” I let her know.

When I said that, she cried. I used my hands to wipe her tears.

“I love you, son,” she let me know.

“I love you too,” and like that, that was it.

I didn’t even tell her about the shit with me, and Quay. I didn’t want to put that on her right now, especially when she wasn’t feeling her best. I was going to try to lighten the load for her as much as possible because I knew that I could be needy as hell and try to put all my problems on her.

If she was pregnant, I didn’t want to stress her out. I wanted her pregnancy to be easy going, and stress free.