Chapter 150
invited my mama, my brother, my cousins, and my auntie over, they continued to come by every Sunday. And now I felt complete, no longer having to keep my worlds separate.
That alone was great, until we went to the doctor and got the shock of our lives. I was already three months pregnant with twins. And that had me in tears again. Because it was like all my dreams were coming true. And that brought about extreme anxiety.
My life with Too Low had been okay. We’d made the most out of whatever we had.
But we never really arrived. The closest we’d gotten to it was when we’d moved into a house for a few years.
However, in that situation, we were doing just enough to pay the bills and buy a few fts.
We weren’t balling, for real. But being from the ghetto, we couldn’t see that.
Too Low had been putting his freedom on the line for no more than what some men made at a decent job, and that was truly sad, once you really thought about it.
And now, I was with Face, living in the lap of luxury.
I didn’t have to work or do odd jobs. Even cooking and cleaning wasn’t demanded of me, because he literally had a cleaning service coming in three days a week.
He also had an on-call chef. So, there was never any pressure on me doing any heavy lifting.
I’d wash a few dishes, make a bed, or clean a tub, at the most. Then I could go to the mall and buy whatever my heart desired, because Face was a true provider, although that muthafucka was pretty enough to have women tricking on him.
This was the life. And sometimes I feared that the rug would be snatched right from underneath my feet, because nothing ever came this easy in my life.
“Did you handle that?” Face spoke into his phone, while I rode in the passenger’s seat of his Lam truck.
We were supposed to be headed to grab something to eat and