《Married To A Thug》Chapter 25
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Saturday, May 17th
1pm
Studio
I was at the photoshoot for my makeup line. I needed pictures of myself for the business. Jashawn was taking his own separate pictures soon too. Then when I get back to Florida we would be taking pictures together.
I was also now 3 months pregnant. I made three months yesterday.
"Face forward just a little for me Jada.. head up... give me a little personality.... yesss that's it right there." The photographer said to me.
We were at this for about an hour or two now.
"I think this is the perfect shot J." My photographer said to me and I went over to look at it in the camera.
"This is the one!" I said to him excitedly.
"Great that's a wrap then. I'll edit this one immediately and send it to you as soon as possible." He said.
"Okay great. Thanks for doing this for me Malik." I said to him.
"It's no problem J forreal." He said and I we hugged.
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2pm
I was out grabbing some lunch before heading back home.
I pulled up to Rally's and parked then went inside.
Just with my luck, I saw Kailee.
Get into it with a bitch one time and you see and hear about her ass everywhere. I thought to myself and rolling my eyes.
I tried to ignore her to the best of my ability but she spotted me.
"Well look who it is... Ms. Wifey." She said rolling her eyes.
"Well look who it is... Ms. Thirsty." I said rolling my eyes just like she did. "Why are you bothering me?" I asked her and sighed loudly.
"Why are you stalking me?" She asked and I looked at her confused.
"Bitch who's stalking you? I have better things to do with my time." I said to her.
"Then why are you here?" She asked with an attitude.
"Because I'm hungry bitch?" I asked her with a duh tone.
"Or maybe you're trying to find me and get me to stop messing with your man." She said licking her lips.
"Or maybe I'm just hungry." I said mocking her annoying ass voice.
I ignored her as the line moved up but she stood there looking at me.
"Take a picture it lasts longer bitch." I said rolling my eyes and she rolled her eyes and got her food when it came and left.
I ordered and paid and waited for the food.
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As I was waiting, Marcel called me.
"Hey baby." I said.
"Damn what happened you ok? How'd the shoot go?" He asked into the phone.
"I'm fine and the shoot was great. What do you mean what happened?" I asked him.
"You answered the phone sounding annoyed." He said.
"Oh. I'm sorry. Your little girlfriend decided she wanted to try me today but I kept my cool." I said to him and mentally rolled my eyes.
"What little girlfriend?" He asked.
"Kailee." I said dryly.
"Fuck that bitch. She ain't got nothing on you ma and that's what she mad about. But I called to see if you were close to being home. Daddy misses you." He said and I chuckled.
"I'm at Rally's. I'll be home soon." I said.
"Ooooo get something for me." He said sounding like a little kid and I giggled.
"I already did fatass." I said to him.
"That's why I love you." He said.
"Mhm I love you too. Get off my phone bye." I laughed and then hung up.
Once I got my food I left and got in my car. Making my way to the house.
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3:11pm
I parked and unlocked the door to the house. When I went in and closed the door, I headed straight to the kitchen to put the food down.
As soon as I put the food down, Marcel ran in and jumped on me, making me fall.
"Marcellll! The baby!" I said when fell.
"The baby survived that I promise." He said.
He was on top of me and wouldn't get up.
"The baby ain't gon survive you putting so much pressure on it though. Get off me!" I said and he chuckled as I struggled to get him off.
"He or she will be ok. The daddy strong so the baby strong." He said with confidence.
"Yeah ok nigga get off of me!" I yelled and he chuckled then got up.
I got up and gave him the death stare before getting my food and throwing the bag at him then I went into the dining room.
Marcel walked in shortly after with his food.
He started to say something to me but I gave him the death stare again.
We both ate in silence. After I was done I got up to take out my trash and he grabbed my back pocket.
"If you don't get rid of that attitude I'm gonna fuck it out of you." He said and I rolled my eyes.
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"First you sit on our baby now you wanna poke at it? Shaking my head... terrible." I said and walked away.
I felt him staring at me as I walked away but I didn't care.
I threw my stuff away and then went upstairs to go on my laptop and check my emails from some of the models I've been finding.
One models name is D'Andre.
I found him two days ago I was on the explore page on my Instagram and dm'd him immediately.
I was emailing him and the other models letting them know that the shoot will be some time early to mid August. That way we'll just all travel down to Florida and finally get this thing set and ready to go.
Marcel then came upstairs into the room and moved my laptop and started kissing me all over. I tried to stop him but couldn't. I finally gave in and let him kiss me and then we kissed each other.
"You still mad at me?" He asked.
"No. I guess not." I said rolling my eyes playfully.
"Good." He said and then laid down and went on his phone.
"Still working?" He asked me.
"Yeah before you came in smothering me with kisses." I said laughing and he smiled at me.
"That's tuff." He said and looked back at his phone and I giggled and rolled my eyes at how nonchalant he was about it.
I picked my laptop back up to start working again and I had my phone next to me waiting on business calls. I was going to be busy the next few months especially with a little person growing inside of me.
My phone started to ring and I looked to see that it was my mom.
"Heyy mama. You ok?" I asked her once I answered.
"Yeah baby I'm ok." She said.
"HEY MOMMA J!" Marcel's loud ass yelled into the phone.
"Heyyy Marcel! How are you honey?" She asked him since I had her on speaker.
"I'm good, you?" He asked her.
"I'm great handsome." She said.
"So what's up mama?" I asked her.
"I called to say the date is finalized for Jerome and I to move to Barbados. We're moving after Bria's wedding." She said and I pouted as if she could see me.
"What about your grandbaby?" I asked.
"Grandbabiessssss. Plural. More coming soon." Marcel said and I pushed him playfully and my mama laughed.
"I'll come visit every once in a whole. My grandkids are gonna know who their grandmother is. And you can FaceTime me any time." She said.
"Not anytime! Some nights she's busy!" I heard Jerome in the background and I hear my mama shush him and I cringed but laughed.
"Ew mama." I said to her.
We talked a little more with Marcel and Jerome interrupting sometimes my but apparently the date she's moving after Bria's wedding is July 20th.
I was a little bumped because now everyone had their lives and I was a married woman now with my life and it's just because I was so use to how things were I knew I'd miss everyone and won't see them often if we all separated.
After my phone call with my mama my demeanor changed but that's because I was overthinking. I guess Marcel noticed.
"You ok ma?" He asked looking at me concerned.
I was so stuck in my thoughts I heard him but I couldn't respond.
"Jada. Hey... what's wrong?" He asked sitting him.
I stared for a little then I snapped out of it.
"Yeah? Oh yeah I'm good baby I'm good. I'm just gonna go take a bath." I said getting up as I felt tears coming.
"You sure you're ok ma?" He asked with his eyes following me as I walked to the bathroom.
"Yeah I'm good baby. Just need a bath." I said and he raised his eyebrow not believing me but he let it go.
"Ok we'll do you want me to come with you?" He asked.
"No I'm ok babe it's cool I love you." I said fast then closed the door.
I started the water and put Epsom salt in there since I heard it's beneficial during pregnancy. I made sure the water wasn't too hot.
After filling the tub to my liking, I stepped in and sat down, relaxing.
I rubbed my not so big stomach and began to just let my thoughts flow, but not too much I wanted to relax.
"I love you baby. Mommy and daddy are going to take great care of you." I said to my growing baby inside me.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back and let the silence that filled the room takeover me.
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