*9 years later*
Brooklyn POV
Hey yall! How yall been? It's been a minute lol. 9 YEARS! I'm 37 & still look good so it's all good. It's been 9 long beautiful years.. I'm living lavish & I have two great kids. The last time we talked, I was just finding out about the pregnancy.. So I ended up having a girl. And she's just like Dre. She's a daddy's girl of course. Today's her birthday! She's turning nine! Her name is Jordyn Rose & she's spoiled.. Rotten. While I'm setting up for her birthday cookout, Kaiden running around after her, yelling "gimme my phone. They ran into me, almost making me drop the pasta salad.
Me: "Aye! Stop running, number one & if yall gone run, go outside. Two, J give him his phone & Kaiden, stop chasing her."
She gave him the phone & skipped off.
Me: "Lil girl!"
She laughed coming back in.
Jordyn/Kaiden: "Sorry fa running in the house momma."
Me: "Do me a favor & grab some & take it outside."
They grabbed some & we went outside.
Jordyn: "When is daddy gonna get here?"
Me: "I'm not sure baby, I'm sure he'll make it tho."
Right when I said that, he pulled up. Why he wasn't here before? Well, he don't live here. We aren't married, if that's what yall thought. Nah, he fucked up like 3 years ago & we got divorced. But then we got back together after like 6 months but we never got remarried. He'll ask & I'll ignore it. He got out the car & they ran to him. I walked back in the house, getting more stuff. While I was grabbing some lemonade, he wrapped his arms around me & kissed my neck, making me jump.
DeAndre: "I scared you?" I faced him & kissed him.
Me: "You did.."
DeAndre: "You missed ya boy?"
Me: "I seen you last night but if it makes you feel better.. Sure." He sucked his teeth. "Ion see why you ain't just stay."
DeAndre: "Ion see why you don't marry me."
Me: "Cute. Do I really needa list reasons?"
DeAndre: "Not if they negative." I giggled. "I'm serious.. I want my wife back."
Me: "You do?" He nodded.
I looked in his eyes & started smiling. His eyes could tell you anything you wanted to know if you knew how to read them. I chewed the inside of my lip, thinking.
Me: "You'll stop cheating, lying, and allat?"
DeAndre: "Yes.."
Me: "... I'll think about it." I said smiling.
DeAndre: "You been saying that for years.."
Me: "And I'm still thinking."
DeAndre: "Fine.."
He took the lemonade & walked off but I pulled him back.
Me: "Gimme kiss." He peck my lips quickly. "At least, fix yo face."
DeAndre: "At least, agree.." He muttered, walking out.
I found him being mad I won't agree real cute. Soon everybody flooded the party, we had a good time.. Once it was time to wine down, I started cleaning up a bit. While I was grabbing some trash from off the table, Dre pulled me on his lap.
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Bad Gal |August Alsina|
Teen FictionComing from a broken home, Brooklyn chooses to protect herself at all times, her wall is always up & she doesnt have a filter. What happens when DeAndre puts her in her place? Will her wall stay up or come down? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this...