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The divorce battle between her and my father was nasty. Things could have been settled, but he was being cruel with his demands. The man was sick; he wanted my mother to no longer have the Davidson last name. And because he was the breadwinner, he didn’t want my mother to take anything from the house, not even her damn toothbrush. I wanted God to make such a big example out of him because he was such a hypocrite.
I couldn’t believe that after Billionaire went to the church and exposed my father for the monster he is, people still supported that clown. I had logged onto the church website last Sunday because I wanted to see what his congregation looked like these days, and I was ashamed when I saw on the live video that he still had so many people supporting him. I hadn’t seen my father in months. To be more specific, I hadn’t seen him since my mother’s birthday, and that was months ago. I didn’t miss him or anything like that. I had no respect left for that man after the crooked plan he set out for my husband to be killed. I thought it was best that the two of us weren’t around each other because I knew for a fact that I would lose all the self-control I had and try to physically harm him.
Anyway, back to this beautiful home… one of my favorite things about the house was the huge pool in the backyard. This pool was added, and the job was just completed a couple of weeks ago. When we purchased the home, it was just a bunch of empty land in the backyard. I had known how to swim since I was a toddler, but Billionaire’s kids didn’t, so every weekend, someone came out to give the two of them lessons. With me being five months pregnant, I’ve now been introduced to doing aquatic yoga, so that’s how I spend my Saturday and my Sunday mornings.
The lower level of the home was a basement with a lot of open space. For the past month, Billionaire had been getting that area remodeled because, of course, he wanted a man cave. He was even putting a bedroom and a full bathroom down there as well. I laughed because he said that was going to be his escape for when I started working his nerves as if he didn’t work my nerves just as bad.
Speaking of my husband, he was slowly getting back to his old self after he had to endure the pain of losing his uncle. The state that Billionaire was in after he lost his uncle was the worst that I’ve ever seen him, which was shocking because I just knew that the lowest I would ever see him was the state he was in after the truth was revealed about Khari. I could hardly get him to eat, talk, and you could forget about sleeping because he’d turned into a zombie overnight.
I’ve never seen my husband shed a tear, but at his uncle’s funeral, I think everyone heard his cry. There are still days when I’ll walk up and catch him somewhere by himself, and he’ll be crying over his uncle’s death. It broke my heart to see my husband crying because he was easily the strongest man I knew. I’ve learned to be there for Billionaire, but I’ve also learned to give him some space whenever he requested it because we all had those moments when we just needed to be left alone with our thoughts.
Although he’s been trying to get over his uncle’s death, he was still going so hard with his business of flipping houses. Just last month alone, he flipped about six or seven houses, and I was so proud of him because he was turning into a beast with his business. He hadn’t missed one of my doctors’ appointments, and mentally, physically, and emotionally, he hasn’t checked out on me, so I was happy about that. Today, I had caught him laughing and joking several times, so that made me feel good because these days, he didn’t do too much of that.
Our gender reveal had a water theme, so we were going with sharks for a boy or mermaids for a girl. I’d contacted some party decorators that I found on Instagram, and they decorated the entire outside area of the house. Everything came out so beautiful. The gift table was filled with so many things, and as much as I wanted to have a baby shower, with all the gifts that we’d already received, I didn’t even think it was necessary. I had already counted two car seats, a crib, a stroller, all types of clothes, and other furniture gifts when the only thing we asked for on the invitations were wipes and diapers.
I laughed because those were my husband’s homeboys who didn’t follow any of my damn directions. My husband wore a pair of pink swimming trunks, and he was shirtless, showing off his big muscles along with his eight pack. Billionaire wanted a daughter. He went from not caring the gender to suddenly wanting a daughter who, in his words, “looks just like me.”
He was in the house, sitting on one of the barstools, talking to his homies, when I walked up. I was coming from upstairs after yet another bathroom break. All I ever did these days was complain about having heartburn and pee every other minute. Aside from that, pregnancy had been good for me. I never had any morning sickness, and only a handful of times had I complained about feeling nauseated. I now
was sporting a round stomach, so my secret was out of the bag for everyone because only my family knew about me being pregnant initially. I hadn’t announced it yet at work, but now it was out, and everyone was so excited.
While my husband was sporting pink because he was team girl, I wore a beautiful, custom, sky-blue bathing suit with a silver sarong around my waist and thong sandals on my feet. My hair was growing by the second, and today, it was in its curly state, hanging loosely. The sun would set in just a few short moments, and that’s when we planned to do our firework gender reveal.
“You going to cry if it’s a boy too. Normani, you don’t know what you want, shorty. You just told me last night that you changed your mind, and you wanted a girl,” Billionaire said as he put his beer on the island and squeezed my behind.
“Stop, because my mom is lurking around somewhere,” I said while reaching back and gently brushing his hands off my butt.
Not only was my mom there, but so was my sister, her husband, and even some nurses from the office who I had invited out to celebrate this moment with us. I didn’t want them to see my husband trying to freak me, all out in the open.
Billionaire laughed and put his hands back on my butt, not giving a damn about what I just said. He was so handsome. His face was such a good sight to look at. My hands went for his beard, and I gave it a gentle tug like I always did.
“You walking around, looking like you just swallowed a mini watermelon, yet you worried about your mama seeing me squeeze yo’ ass? The same ass I help put on you. Everybody in this motha fucka knows that we fuck. Your swollen stomach tells it all,” he shot at me.
I was just about to respond, but my eyes fell to who was walking into the backyard. It was Monterius, his baby mama, Trinity, and their daughter. I bit my lip and sighed because Twinkle was there with Truth, and I didn’t want anything to go down, especially not at our gender reveal. I knew they both had moved on, but from my understanding, this was the first time that both couples had been around each other, and I just didn’t know how that would go down.
I didn’t know if Monterius and Trinity were together, but a few days ago, he was at the house, chilling in the den with my husband. I walked into the room, and he was talking about doing something nice for Trinity. When I walked in, he asked for my input. Later that night, I asked Billionaire what was going on between Monterius and Trinity, and he told me to stay out of people’s business. I knew he was only telling me that because he thought I would report back to Twinkle. But when Twinkle and I spoke on the phone, she never even brought up Monterius, and neither did I.
Twinkle was on the verge of getting married and planning a wedding that was the price of this home we were living in, plus she was pregnant. Shit! I wasn’t supposed to say that. She told me a week ago that she found out and she told me not to tell anyone about the pregnancy yet. Well, she was mainly talking about Billionaire because she knew that if he knew, he would run his mouth about it, and she was just trying to keep it on the hush for now.
My husband turned around to see what had my attention because I guess he could see the look of concern on my face. Monterius came in, holding his beautiful, sleeping daughter in his arms, and with the other hand, he was holding Trinity’s hand. Ugh, I hated to say it, but the two actually looked really nice together. Truth and Twinkle were just as adorable. You know what, let me just shut up.
“Baby, you told Monterius to bring her? Billionaire, it’s going to be drama,” I whined.
His hands went to my back, which was exposed in my swimsuit, and he ran his cool hands up and down my back.
“Because you told Twink to bring her nigga. I wanted to see my niece too, so I told Monterius that they could come. It ain’t going to be no drama. Come on. Fix your pretty ass face,” he said, and then he stood up from his chair. He turned me around, so my back was facing him, and he walked with me in a bear hug all the way to the backyard.
The kids were in the water, splashing around and having a good time. The adults were either drinking, dancing, or looking after their children. The games we had been playing ended about fifteen minutes ago, so now, everyone was just chilling. The sun was now down, and it was time to get the fireworks ready. The lights had come on in the backyard, and my husband went right into daddy mode, telling the kids to get out of the pool.
“I’m going over there with Twinkle, baby. Let me know when you’re ready,” I said and then stood on my tiptoes to kiss his lips.
“Aight. Tell my cousin that I said not to start no shit,” he told me.
“Tell your boy the same thing,” I said, and then I walked away.
Twinkle was sitting at one of the tables, and when I walked over, Truth was walking away. I took the seat he had just vacated.
“I didn’t know Monterius was coming with her and the baby. I knew he would be here, though,” I told her as we both looked across the backyard, staring at Monterius and Trinity.
