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Micheal

I watched as she held on to the baby. Chris leaned over her shoulder cooing at the infant as well. They weren't paying any attention to.anything except the baby, like they were the only ones in the room. Jasmine just laid there. I stared at her. At the moment she looked like she was so tired. I stared at her. I guess she felt me looking at her cause she turned towards me, and smiled. "Hey Micheal." "Sup Jas." I said. I moved closer to her bedside. "She's beautiful, looks jus like you." "How can you tell you haven't even had a chance to look at her." It was true, since we got here Brittany and Chris had the baby. "You look tired." I.told her. "Yea, I am. Can't wait to get outta here, get this weight off, get my body right." I licked my lips, staring at her. She wouldn't have to work hard at all, her body was perfect before the baby, I'm sure she'll get right back to that.

"You won't have a problem doing that, trust me." I said. She smiled. It was silent for a while, but it wasn't awkward. "Do we need to talk about what's been going on?" "Why do we need to, are we stopping?" She asked. I turned around to look at Chris and Brittany, they were still so consumed with the baby. The smile on both of their faces were a stamp of approval for me. "No, no discussion." I said.

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Jasmine

"Oh my god, could you just take her, why the fuck she crying like that!" I yelled. This stupid baby was annoying me. All she did was cry, all the time. She was four months now and all she did since the day we left the hospital when I held her was cry. Chris glared at me, "maybe you should try being a mother!" He screamed at me. I never held her, I didn't breast feed, look at her, walk pass her room, nothing. Chris finally got her to quiet down. "Jasmine, you're her mother, you haven't even bonded with her, just try." He said sitting next to me on the bed. He held her on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, I.don't know what to do with her. She hates me. I just really need some time." I explained to Chris.

I was moody, horny, and depressed. I need to get out of this house before I end up losing my mind. "I got her, go relax have some fun." He said kissing me. Things were better with us. He loved our baby, he loved me and he was trying to put everything behind us so we could be back to normal. Brittany gives him his space She comes over on Sunday, and hangs out with him and Zion. "Are you sure you don't need me here?" I asked. "Babe go, I got it." He said. "Okay. I'll only be gone for a few hours." I walked out of her room after kissing Chris. I went into our room going in closet picking out an outfit. It was 9:30p. I was gonna go have some drinks. I showered, applied light make up, and did my hair. I grabbed a black dress and heels stuffing them down in my oversized purse.

"Baby, I'm leaving." I said walking in the room. Chris had Zion on his chest, as he laid on the couch. They were both sleeping. I kissed both of them and left.

Micheal

Brittany was sleeping, I kissed her cheek abd lifted her off my arm. I needed to piss badly. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket so after I did my business, washed and dried my hands, I pulled it out of my pocket.

Jas: busy?
Me: nah,sup
Jas: meet me at Onyx
Me: give me 20

I skipped the phone back in my pocket going to the closet. After taking a quick shower, and brushing my teeth, and hair I slipped on some jean joggers, a tee shirt, and my Jordan's. I grabbed my car keys and wallet and left. Its been about a month and a half since I've seen Jasmine. She's been held up in the house since the baby.

I pulled up in front of Onyx. I allowed the valet to park my car. I paid my way in and walked to the bar. I ordered a drink and just looked around the place scanning it for Jasmine. I didn't see her anywhere. I downed the drink and ordered another. I was just standing there when I felt and grab mine. I turned to my right and saw Jasmine wearing this black dress and red heels. She was gorgeous, the dress hugged all her curves. I turned toward the bartender ordering two more drinks. Jasmine dragged me to a quiet section after I got them.

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