“Bae…” I poked my lower lip out at him.
“Nah. Don’t come looking at me like that. I ain’t ’bout to deliver no damn kittens.”
“You don’t have to. Just get her comfortable so that she can have them herself.”
“I swear yo’ ass ain’t nothing but trouble,” he mumbled as he left out the room. Not long after, he came back with some blankets and set them up in the corner of the room. Luna went straight over to them and laid down as if she already knew what to do. She’s never had kittens before. I hadn’t even realized she was pregnant. I guess I was so focused on my own pregnancy to realize that something was off when it came to her.
After thirty minutes, Luna had pushed out three more kittens. They all laid in the corner on the blankets with her while she fed them milk. Maniac leaned against the door frame with Smoke, Gremlin, and Zilla all lined up in front of him.
“Now, which one of you limp dick mufuckas got lil Luna pregnant?”
It was obvious who had gotten her pregnant. Smoke. The kitten I’m holding in my hand matched him perfectly. All the cats scattered. None of them wanted to deal with his antics.
“We need to take them to the vet.”
Maniac’s head whipped in my direction. “The vet?”
“Yeah, she just had kittens. We need to take them to make sure that they’re okay.”
“You want me to get them fresh out her pussy and take them to the vet?” He folded his arms over his chest and mugged me.
“I’m calling the vet,” I told him and scrolled through my phone to find the phone number. I always took my babies to thevet the same way that I go to the doctor. It doesn’t matter that she seems perfectly fine, I still wanted her to get checked out.
Stopping on the veterinarian’s number, I pressed the phone icon and placed the phone to my ear. Maniac came over and took a seat next to me on the sofa. His eyes burned the side of my face, but I paid him no mind.
“Petcare Center,” the woman said when she answered the phone.
“Hey, I need to make an appointment. My cat just had kittens.”
“Aww, congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
“Are you a patient with us already?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“What’s the name?”
“Luna Sloane.”
“Ah, I see her. Would you like a morning or afternoon appointment?”
“Morning is fine.”
Maniac stood to his feet and removed his pants, throwing me off track. “I can get you in on Thursday morning at nine. Is that fine?”
“Uh huh. That’s good.” I licked my chapped lips.
“Okay. See you then.”
Removing the phone from my ear, I pressed the red button and tossed it to the side. “You need help getting cleaned up?” I asked him, licking my lips again.
“Bring yo’ greedy ass on,” he said and left out of the family room.
Maniac
A COUPLE DAYS LATER
