My Baby Mama Is A Nutcase Episode 6 – 7

MY BABY MAMA IS A NUTCASE 🌹♥️🌻
🏵️💢 Where did she come from 💢🏵️
❣️ Written by Haryormideh Ayeni ❣️
💅💖 Episode Six💅💖
Tatiana 🌼🌼
Suddenly, I heard the door open. I opened my eyes gradually and found Fernando standing in the door frame, regarding me confusedly.
“You’re not Arianna”
My heart stopped beating for a second and without giving me time to react, he lurched forwarded and k-ssed me.
He broke it very quickly and eyed me, he repeated the same words again. “You’re not Arianna”
Omg!!! Omg!!!
My heart flew a thousand miles while I stood in shock.
“See, your face is white as sheet and pale. You’ve just confirmed my suspicions, who exactly are you?”
I looked at him squarely as my brain formulated what to say and words came out of my mouth naturally like I’ve practiced than somewhere.
“I underwent surgery, liposuction especially when I had a near death experience” the words rolled out effortlessly though my body was shaking nervously.
He regard me warily ” it’s no problem if you don’t believe. My friends had a hærd time believing me too but I can assure you I’m your baby mama” I winked and laid back on the bed, my heart beating wildly in my chest. It’s a surprise he can’t hear it. “I need to rest, I’ve had a very long day” I added and closed my eyes. I felt him hover me a little before leaving me to sleep.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw he was out and calmed my racing heart.
After that night, things went on pretty well between us but as they say most times, good things don’t last.
I had only begun to rest and enjoy my stay there, even Fernando was getting used to me even though I still see him having that haunted look in his eyes. Isn’t he happy I’m here to help? Or does he want to go back to his former self where only him have to take care of the baby?
I asked myself a lot of questions and without luck, got no answers.
“Hey” Fernando breathed out beside me. We are seated on a park bench while Brittany was crawling around. He’s dangerously close and when he talked, his breath splashed on me. I know I shouldn’t get bothered but I was uncomfortable especially as his breath made my in,sides tingle.
“When you weren’t around, I mean when you left me with the baby” he elaborated accusingly “there’s this girl I have something for and we are dating.”
My stomach churned and unexpectedly I was angry and sad, I stood up abruptly, stunning him “Well I’m back and I’m here so you should only think of our baby and us together as a family not some fling” I said through gritted teeth and placed protesting Brittany in her stroller and walked towards home, mad at myself for being angry especially as I don’t have a reason to.
Aha! It’s must be a sort of loyalty anger for Arianna, yes that must be it.
Episode Seven💅💖
This episode is dedicated to @Ria Writes
Ilysssssssm sweetie ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Tatiana 🌼🌼
After that weird and dramatic moment with Fernando, I made a decision to apologise for my unruly behavior.
I shouldn’t have acted so rash towards him.
Arianna had left him all alone for so many years and it was only rational for him to find himself someone he could talk to.
With that in mind, I ease myself to my feet, smiling a little at the baby in the crib before pushing open the door and descending down the stairs.
Just as I had predicted, Fernando was at the balcony.
He was sitting on the swing, eyes staring at the sun that was beginning to set.
Slowly I approached him fiddling with my fingers.
“Hey”, I muttered as I took a seat beside him, trying not to stare at the look of surprise and confusion on his face, “you busy?”.
It was a stupid question, but he replied nonetheless.
“No”, even the surprise was evident in his tone.
It was obvious that he wasn’t expecting me after the way I had walked out in anger.
“I–”, I faltered a bit, “I am so sorry for walking out on you earlier”.
“Okay”, he said plainly and I frown in disappointment.
Just okay?.
I was actually expecting more. Maybe a long response or something else.
Not just plain okay.
“Okay”, the frown doesn’t leave me face and I get up to leave, “okay”.
I had not taken up to three steps when I hear that deep and husky voice of his again.
“I am sorry too”, Fernando tells me and I turn with a frown morphing my face.
This one is of confusion.
“Why?”, I had no idea why he was apologizing and what he was apologizing for, “I am the one who walked out on you”.
“I am apologizing for hurting your feelings”, I could sense a bit of hurt in his voice or was it guilt?.
“When you left me, I was broken and I needed someone to turn to. Maria was the only one who tried to mend me”.
Maria?.
Was that his “girlfriend” name?.
“I get it”, I tell him. Not really getting it.
“So we good?”, I felt his eyes on me, but I looked into the horizon
I really should let go of this ugly feeling in,side of me.
Fernando was my best friend’s ex, I wanted it to stay at that.
“Only if you agree to change Brittany’s diaper for two months and a half”, I make an attempt to lighten the tension between us.
It worked.
Fernando’s laugh reeked absolute disbelief, “no way!”.
“Yes way”, I stuck out a tongue. I knew I was acting childish but if acting like a child was what was going to make our relationsh¡p normal again, I didn’t mind acting like one.
“And take her for walks every Saturday”, I add.
“I–”.
The door bell interrupted him mid sentence.
“I’ll get it”, we both said simultaneously.
Realizing the mistake, I let out a silent laugh, “I’ll get it. You wait here”.
I pushed open the door and stepped into the living room wondering who the intruder might be.
Halfway to the door, the doorbell rang again bringing a frown to my face, “calm your tits down will you!?”.
“Or balls?”, I added silently after a thought that the person might be a male.
Wisps of dark auburn hair and a hint of floral perfume drifted to my senses as I open the door.
The person behind it was petite. And very beautiful, with classic features of a damsel in distress that I had only seen in cheesy and stupid rom-nce novels.
The first thing I noticed was her hair. It was red in color, curly like the noodles I made for Brittany this morning and pulled at the top of her head in a bun, “and who are you?”.
Her response was so rude and I’ll mannered that I resisted the urge to get a knife and chop off that bun off her head, “same question I should be asking you. Who the hell are you and why are you in Fernando’s house?”.
I am just about to give a piece of my insane mind when I felt a presence behind me.
Even without turning, I knew who it was.
“Maria?”, At that name, I wh¡pped my head towards the not so pleased lady.
His girlfriend?
Tbc……….💮💮💮💮💮💮
🖊️ Haryor Writes 🖊️