No Where To Run

Pedro 

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I would never not step up to my responsibilities, as you can see I do what I have to to provide for mine, to get what is needed, without forgetting the importance of why I'm in positions I'm in now. 17 with 4 year old son, A baby on the way, engaging on on illegal activity just to get by. So Tiara moved in with me, because her dad is constantly picking arguments with her, and constantly trying to pressure her into giving the baby up for adoption, Its late July, school is out, Tiara is 8 months pregnant, she's going to a school for pregnant Seniors and teenage moms, so she can still graduate when school starts this fall or whatever. I graduate too the college scouts BEEN checkin for me since I was a freshman. I vote to go to college so I'll get drafted into the NBA.

"Babe are you ready? " Tiara asked me wobbling into the front room where me and Jaun sat watching TV.

"We've been ready, you're the one who's taking hours. "

"You can't rush perfection, Jaun do me a favor and go get my Pink Converses." Tiara said and Jaun slid off the couch and ran into our room.

Tiara sat in my lap, she was heavy due to baby weight, but I wasn't gonna tell her that cause then she'd start crying, saying I called her fat, then not wanna leave anymore. She wasn't fat, in fact the only part on her body that had gotten bigger was her breast and her stomach.

"So what are we naming him ?" Tiara asked referring to our son in her growing belly.

"I'm still stuck on naming him Pedro Jr."

"I like Pierre. "

"That does sound cool Jaun and Pierre. Even tho Pierre is French coming from the word Peter, but I like it because in I think 19...77 there was an American basketball player named Juan Pierre so its cool."

Tiara laughed. "My baby is smart."

"What you ain't know? "

Jaun ran back in the room with Tiaras purple converses.

"Jaun these are purple I asked for the pink ones!" Tiara yelled.

" I'm sorry mommy. " Jaun apologies, his bottom lip quivering, and his eyes watering.

My heart felt heavy af.

"Jaun ....what did you just call me? "

"I called you mommy, mama."

"Why, you know Emily is your mama."

"Nu-uh,my babysitter said that a mommy is someone who loves you, cares for you, tells you bed times stories, make me feel better when I'm sick, buys me stuff.... and mommy you do all that not Emily. I love you!"Jaun said talking with a lisp but we understood what he was saying.

"And I love you too." Tiara said kissing Jauns forehead.

Tiara is going to be a great mother,this I know for a fact. I went and got Tiara pink converses and pit them on for her and helped her up off the couch. She grabbed Jauns hand and they went and got in the car.

"Ready? " I asked as she put on her seat belt.

"As ready as I'll ever be."Tiara mumbled.

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45 Minutes later we pull up at Tiaras mom and dad's house. Family dinner. By time we got in, everyone was already there at the table , Gabby,Daison and they're month old daughter Daisy and Daisons 3 year old son DJ, Mr. and Mrs. Baker.

"Everyone this is my son Jaun." I said as Jaun clung onto me like life depended on it.

"Awe he looks just like you!"Mrs.Baker cooed.

"Is that a good thing to you or...?"Daison jokes and we laugh....well everybody but Mr.Baker. We all sat at The dinning table.

We were eating, Greens, Macaroni and Cheese,T bone Steak, and butter roll biscuits. It wasn't too much, but it was enough.

"This is delicious . " I say basically inhaling all the food .

"You could slow down ... it isn't going anywhere ya know? " Mr.Baker said snobbish. 

I felt my cheeks go red, and I coughed embarrassed. Gabby and Tiara snickered shaking their heads. Daison was sitting to my left, Jaun to my Right. Gabby holding the baby, Tiara and DJ sat across from us. Mr and Mrs. on each ends of the table.

"Bruh say word and imma Ice this nigga where he sit." Daison said lowly and I was the only one who heard him. I choked on my steak and start coughing up a storm and Daison beat on my back.

"Okay okay damn. " I say coughing and Daison stopped embarrassed.

"Told ya to slow down." Mr.Baker grunted. He was so ignorant, &arrogant I wanted to laugh but I was pissed off at the Same time.

"Lets not beat around the bush daddy, why have you called us here? " Tiara asked slamming her fork down.

"I think you should look into adoption. " Mr.Baker said.

"What are you implying father? "

"I was simply suggesting, giving the baby up to more... suitable parents, more mature and financed parents. "

"Hold the hell up! With all due respect Mr.Baker, we laid up and made this baby, so we ARE GOING to take care of or responsibility! I don't care what you or any one else has to say about it! You don't know what its like in those Foster homes, what kids go threw, I wont risk my baby's life, and sanity because YOU think we're 'unfit' . I KNOW what its like in those Foster homes and how the adoption agency is. So you can just stop, this baby isn't going anywhere, not as long as I live." I snap standing up. Silence followed.I turned 

"Mrs. Baker, dinner was lovely, my regards to your chef. Tiara we're leaving, I'll be in the car." I say. Grabbing Jauns hand and rushing out the house.

SMH!!

(A/N a lil sum sum til I get time to update! . Comment n vote n I promise ill make time!!! )