A Player Remade (Sequel to A Player in the Remaking)

Chapter Fifty Two

"I mean... I don't really mind it. I just don't want her to be comfortable with thinking that I'm her real mom and I sure as hell don't want to make it seem like I'm better than Jamie or that I'm trying to replace her."

"I don't really know where either one of us want this go. I don't want you thinking that you have all this unneeded pressure on your shoulders or responsibilities because she's calling you mommy."

"You know I love that little girl with everything in me, Chres."

"I know you do, mama, but I don't want you to feel liable about anything. She isn't your daughter. You don't have to do anything for her."

Hearing those words made me cringe a little. I know that I wasn't her mom, but I felt like it sometimes. We just have this special connection that I pray I have with my daughter when I have one. "I just think we should let her do her own thing ya know? She's four years old and we shouldn't be bothering her with this. She's too young, babes."

"You're right, I guess we'll just see how this goes."

"And Chresie, ever since I met Lani I felt as if I were liable for her but in a good way. Everything I do for her, I do it out of love. I love that little girl so much. She's a exact spitting image of you and I can't help but to love it. She has your looks, your personality. Why wouldn't I feel responsible for her? I don't want her to turn out vulnerable or feel like she has to depend on anyone. She doesn't have a constant female figure in her life right now, so when I am around and able to do things for her, I take advantage of it because she has so much potential, Chres. And every time I look in that girls' eyes and see everything that I wish someone would've saw in me at a young age, I just feel responsible for letting her know that she has someone." I said, wiping tears off my face once again.

"Baby don't cry." He said pulling over and wiping my tears.

"You're just making it seem like I'm doing what I do with her like she's a charity case." I sobbed.

"I'm sorry, Bri. I didn't mean to make you feel any type of way. I just wanted to see where your head was at. I'm sorry for hurting your feelings. That was a dumb ass statement that I made. I'm one hundred percent sure that Lani looks up to you and is extremely thankful. We both are. I'm sorry, baby please stop crying."

"It's okay I don't know why I'm being so emotional right now." I laughed, wiping my face.

"You good?" He asked, caressing my face. "I hate seeing you cry."

"I'm good baby." I lied. I don't know if I was just being really emotional or if some of the things Chresanto was saying to me really hit me hard.

"Good." He smiled, pulling back onto the main road.

I sighed and laid my head on the window. I've only been in California for a hour and I'm already crying. Some tears for the good and most tears for the bad.

Jamie White

I know my baby is happy and I know that Chresanto and Brielle are doing an amazing job of taking care of her but...

This little game isn't over yet. Not until I have my baby girl back with me for good. I was naive then, but now I'm smarter and I'm ready to do what's best for me and my baby. Even if that means that I'd have to hurt somebody in the process.