WARNING: DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU HAVE NOT READ "GAME OF DESTINY" !
Trust and intimacy made us one . Love and loyalty kept us together . But sometimes , things are just too good to be true .
It was a gloomy morning when I got the phone call from sister Deedra. Up to now, the sky had been postcard- perfect, but it was changing. The beautiful cocktail-blue shade was beginning to darken into gravel-grey. Soon I could hear the sound of raindrops hitting the window. My heart beating so loudly in my ear while I sat at the edge of the bed in disbelief. Although my sister had notified me of our Mothers final days, I didn't intend on it arriving this soon.
To my knowledge, Trina spent her last moments asking for Lani, Darnell and myself. Each of us had our own reasons for why we couldn't standby her side during this time. "I turned the car around as soon as I read your text." Kross came barging into our bedroom. He kneeled in front of me before wrapping his arms around my torso, squeezing tightly. He allowed us to sit in silence while I found comfort in being in his firm hold.
"How are you feeling?" He asked afterwards. There was a pause in the conversation when I looked down at my still-barely noticeable baby bump. "Even now, not a drop of tear, KJ." My voice was hoarse. "Babe, everybody processes grief differently." Kross reasoned, "I'm sure all of y'all are processing the news in your own ways." I nodded. My husband was right, and feeling guilty for not knowing how to go through this moment doesn't define the daughter or person I am.
"I, I don't even know what to say." My shoulders went up then down. "Then you don't have to say nothing at all." Kross reassured. "I think I need to call Dr. Carina to see if she can fit me in her schedule sooner." I finally decided to rise from the edge of the bed. "If that's what you need to do then make that call." He took my left hand in his, giving it a wet kiss.
"Thank you for all you do," I admired him. "I mean, if it weren't for you being such a supportive partner, I doubt I'd still be afloat." Our marriage was far from perfect— however, Kross and I gave each other the proper balance needed for a successful marriage. "I'll never stop showing up for you or our children." He used his right hand to rub my belly. His actions always proved him to be a man of his words.
When we went downstairs, Skylar and Kaleb were on the floor playing with Lego blocks. My mind shifted to Taylor wanting to move Sky back to New York and it held a weight on my shoulders as well. Though Skylar is my bonus child, it feels like I've known and loved her from the day she entered this world. I couldn't imagine waking up in a house and her no longer being a member of it.
"What you want to do?" Kross snapped me from my thoughts. "About what?" I turned around to look at him. "Your mom. Have you heard from Nell or Lani?" He asked. A tiresome sigh escaped my mouth as we walked into the kitchen, "We had a group FaceTime call... that's how Deedra broke it to us. My response was nonchalant. I maneuvered around the kitchen, getting lunch prepared for the kids.
Kross could sense my irritation about the topic. "Well, when you're ready to talk... or cry, I'm here." He watched me while I grabbed some buns out the pantry. "I know." I slipped him a small smile. After feeding the kids, I decided to give Dr. Carina a call. As the life saver she is, she was able to squeeze me into her schedule for this afternoon. "I think we should tell the everyone about the pregnancy soon." I looked at my husband through the vanity mirror while doing my makeup.
"I thought you wanted to wait until we knew the gender." His eyebrows knitted together. "I did," There was a long pause, "but now I just want to let everyone know. Life is short." I had turned around to face him at this point. "I'm on board." He gave me a simple head nod. "Good. Have you spoke to Taylor since we had lunch?" I walked back and fourth from the closet to the nightstand.
"Nope." He threw himself back on the bed. "How do you feel about what she brought forward?" I screwed my diamond earrings in while looking over at the bed. "There's no way in hell I could allow her to do that." Kross looked puzzled. "Just because she's a changed person and ready to be a full time parent again doesn't give her the opportunity to move Sky away from the family she's spent the last two-and-a-half-years with."
"I hear you, and I absolutely feel where you're coming from." I took a seat beside him while he still laid down. "The situation is complicated and I understand both sides." I found myself being more reserved these days. "Ion' know how to go about this shit. It's like I don't want to stress over it, but I'm not about to allow her to do that." He expressed. I watched his face expression as it displayed emotions of hurt.
"Babe, I think it's time to give the lawyer a call." I let out. The room went silent for a minute then he cleared his throat. "I didn't want to go this route." He shook his head. There was some disappointment in his voice. "I didn't even want it to divert to this. However, it's a touchy issue. There's a-lot of emotions involved that would make the situation get ugly, real fast. Handling it the legal way doesn't mean you're choosing violence, just means you're steering your daughter from seeing her parents feud then having to figure out how to feel about it."
He took a moment to process my words before sitting up from the bed. "Well shit, never been to therapy but I feel like you were my therapist just now." There was now a small smirk on his face. "Hey, therapy only works if you apply the tools given to you." I touched the bridge of his nose. "I appreciate you," Kross then licked his lips, scooting over closer to me, "Ima definitely take your advice too, and call the lawyer."
I issued my husband a smile before pulling his face in for a kiss. "Okay. Have to get out of here like, now." I laughed, breaking our kiss as it was beginning to intensify. "Do you need me to drive you? The kids and I can go get frozen yogurt while we wait for you." He stood up from the bed shortly after me. "Oh, no baby. Thank you, but I'm fine with driving myself. Therapy is something that I need to do on my own, for now." Kross realized that. I grabbed my handbag off the love seat. "Do I look over-dressed?" My face was uneasy while looking at appearance in the mirror.
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"Dat ass lookin' thicka' than a snicka'." He licked his lips. "Babe," I rolled my eyes, "I'm being serious." He chuckled before coming to stand before me. "Do you see yourself?" He turned me around. "Babygirl, don't matter if you're over-dressed or under-dressed, your beauty is the prize." He held onto my shoulders while we looked into the mirror. "I mean, your fine ass don't even look pregnant. Niggas might try to be in yo face." He pointed. I laughed. "Not after I press this big ass ring up in they face." I wiggled my ring finger.
"I know can't no random ass nigga get next to you." He smirked then pecked my lips. "Let me walk you to the door." He waited for me to go first. When we got downstairs, I kissed Kaleb and Skylar, telling them to be on their best behavior for daddy. Skylar always understood the assignment, it was Kaleb who often gave us a run for our money.
"Drive safe. I love you." Kross kissed me one last time. "I will. I love you, too." I would never get tired of confessing and displaying the love I have for my husband. The drive to Dr. Carina's office was nerve racking. I found myself contemplating wanting to turn the car around for some reason. Even-so, I knew I had to handle my emotions towards my mothers passing with delicacy or I'd shatter and break like a glass object.
