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5.) The Talk

Dior,

I woke up around 4am to sound of Baby August crying. I got up to move but I was stopped.

"You relax, I got 'em." Dom said as he hopped out the bed.

It's been a couple of weeks since August has been born. I know it's crazy that I'm back in the A with Dom but, I'm willing to start over. We haven't necessarily talked yet about the situation because we were on Baby mode these past few weeks.

I've been so tired lately, but my son has been keeping me going. His smile brightens up my worst days. The postpartum has been a struggle, that I've never even imagined. So I needed that help.

I laid back as he walked in with August screaming at the top of his lungs. "He might be hungry ," he said as he handed him to me. As soon as I grabbed him he got quiet. "Wow, that's fucked up yo." Dom said as plopped down next to us.

I looked down at my baby as I examined his face. "Damn he looks like you," I said as I kissed his forehead.

"Duh, he gonna be sexy as hell just like me" he joked as he rubbed August's head. "But Dom, we need to talk .. " I began. He looked up at me confused. "About what?" He said.

"Us," I got comfortable to start feeding. "On some real shit, I'm not feeling you right now." He sat up as he listened. "The bullshit we dealt with before August was born...that was so much stress on me. You know what could've happened Dom?"

He sighed. "Dior, I'm s-" I held up my hand. "Let me finish,"

"You really really, made the last few months of my pregnancy hell. You missed most of the appointments, you were never around, and you fucking cheated on me...AGAIN." I felt my voice crack but I held back the tears.

"But it's so fucking crazy to me that I love you so damn much...to be humiliated in front of the world Dominique and to be called a dumbass under every damn picture or post ... is mentally draining my nigga." I felt a tear drop down my face. "But I'm gonna tell you this, you're gonna fucking respect me. Especially if you want me to be your wife, shit gotta change my nigga. And that's on our son's head." I explained.

He sighed. "You right , I was on some other shit mentally .. but that ain't no excuse I was wrong for what I did and Didi.. I'm sorry. I love you, them hoes don't mean shit to me.. all they had was pussy. They don't make ma' heart race like you do.." he reached for my hand. "All that hoe shit is a done deal, and for now on you coming with me wherever I go.. shows, bookings allat." He then got up and walked to his Gucci backpack.

"I got this for you a while back, but never gave it to you. And this is my promise to you.." he said as he took out a long jewelry box.

"Dominique.." I said shocked. "What is this?"

He opened the box revealing this beautiful necklace.

"You really think, you can buy my trust back?" I said.
He looked at me sideways. I burst out laughing. "I'm just kidding, put it on me."

I positioned myself so he could put it on. "But it's gonna take a lot more than jewelry to earn that shit back..." I got up as I started burping August and looked at it in my mirror. "But I love it," I said smiling. He walked up behind me and held me from behind. "I love you mamas," he said as he kissed my neck.

I looked at our reflection as I held August while Dom held me. Our little family...

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