“I saw her pop up, but I was clocking Dawn’s ass the entire time. Some nigga was trying to get her attention all night. They really thirsty out here.”
I gave a confused look because he was just popping shit about not wanting anything to do with her but followed her around theentire function. He was conflicted about his future with Dawn the same way I was with Yani.
“Seems to me like you’re the thirsty one, and who the hell is that on my damn bell like that?”
I set the pool stick down and made my way to the front door where the mail lady was waiting with a package in tow. I hadn’t ordered anything and the gifts that Yani used to send were automatically returned. I was curious as to what it could be.
“Hi Mr. Hughes. Sorry to bother you but this package needs to be signed for.” She handed over her device with a smile.
“It’s alright Ms. Clark. You’re never a bother.” I quickly gave her my John Handcock and accepted the package.
“You have a good day and tell your mother I enjoyed her party.”
“Yes ma’am. Enjoy your evening.”
I returned to the family room with Josiaha acting like the box was for him. He couldn’t wait to see what it was. That was one thing he never grew out of as a child. He always wanted what was mine.
“Nigga back up,” I said as I set it down on the pool table.
He waved me off and stood closely waiting to see what was inside. I took my time opening it just to fuck with him. He was too anxious about some shit that didn’t belong to him.
“The hell is all that?”
What didn’t register to him, did to me. Yani sent back everything I purchased for her and what she couldn’t give back, she gave cash for. There was an envelope full of new, crisp blue faces. Jo couldn’t tell but her returning everything low key hurt a nigga. I noticed there was a card as well and I was hesitant on seeing what was inside.
“Everything I purchased for her over the time we spent together.”
“Nigga when the fuck did you buy this?” He held up the necklace that was sent before her dress. When she wore it to the party, I couldn’t help but rise at how beautiful she looked.
“Not too long ago. It was before game night.”
I removed the card from the box and went to have a seat on the sofa. Curiosity had me by the throat, but I didn’t want to be disappointed any more than I already was.
“Just get it over with.” I looked up to see Josiaha looking my way.
Fuck it!I ripped into it and released a deep breath before officially seeing what was inside. When I opened the card, a photo fell into my lap. I immediately knew what it was due to having several of Tiana.
Picking it up, I saw that it was two sacks, and the words twins were typed in the middle. I was holding back so many emotions because I called her being pregnant before all this bullshit went down. I couldn’t stop staring at them. They were already a nigga’s pride and joy, and I hadn’t heard a heartbeat or anything.
Finally giving my attention to her note, I began to read what she had to say.
First off, I want to apologize for causing you any hurt, harm, or pain. Producing anything other than a smile isn’t something I ever wanted to do. There’s no excuse as to why I treated you so poorly. My conflicted heart should’ve taken the time to properly heal but I didn’t, and I hurt the person I love behind it. Regardless of what you may think, you walking out of my life damaged me more than the betrayal I received from the man I gave ten years to.
We shared moments that I don’t want to let go of and because of how secure you made me I allowed you to take me and love me however you chose. The outcome of that are these little ones for which I am tremendously grateful. I couldn’t give Trust another child after Brendon, but God blessed me with twofor you. All I ask is that you give all the love that you had in store for me to them. You can feel however you want toward me, but they have nothing to do with us.
My next appointment won’t be until next month. I didn’t know I was so far along, but it seems as if they were conceived the night of the game. I don’t regret a second I spent with you Paxton, but I know that I have some self healing to do before I end up hurting someone else. I love you dearly.
The last time I cried, I was burying my fiancé and child. That feeling felt like I was ripped in half with the better half of me leaving permanently. Somehow, I was experiencing the same thing all over again with the woman I had fallen for.
I was a man that didn’t show emotions behind anyone but my family, yet here I was shedding silent tears because of the events that transpired between Yani and I. She got me locked in to her mentally, physically, and recently, emotionally. She was my new reason to smile and now she housed two of my kids in her womb. That alone had a nigga’s thoughts running wild.
“What the fuck wrong with you?” Jo asked as he approached me with a concerned look.
I handed over the ultrasound and card and let him experience it for himself. All of this could’ve been avoided if Yani would’ve kept it hot and let me know what she was battling with. I respected the truth no matter how harsh it could be at times.
“Damn. How you feel about all this?”
“I love her no doubt but the way she moved was mad wild. Then she hit me with this and now a nigga in the same predicament as her. I’m dealing with a conflicted heart too.”
