Were You The One All Along?

C H A P T E R T H I R T Y : If We Have Each Other

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Jeez. I woke up feeling so goddamn horny. My eyes were searching for Jesse, obviously to get that big dick of his. I looked over to my side and saw Kira, still asleep. I stroked her hair and gave her forhead a kiss. As I walked to the bathroom, the doorbell rang. Who the fuck is that? At 11 a.m. in the morning?

Walked down the stairs, sleepily and if Jesse isn't here right now, I may as well take the vibrator 'cause I'm way too horny at this moment. Just horny as fuck. I pulled the door handle and pushed the door open. I didn't care about how I looked. Bitch, I don't give an ass about it. All I want is Jesse with me. Right now.

A famillar face showed up and guess who was it. It's Devon. I mean, yeah she is my friend, though she's also Jesse's ex. But I think they get along pretty well. Just as friends duh.

"Oh hey Devon."

"Damn, you look sleepy Billie."

"Yeah, just woke up. What's up? Oh fuck me for not letting you in," I said while welcoming her into the house.

"No worries. Just wanted to stop by 'cause I was quite close to this area."

"Oh, I see. Have a seat," I flushed her a smile.

I heard small footsteps from the staircase that caught my attention. I glanced back and realized it was Kira. She rubbed her eyes, running to me as I opened my arms for her. She's normally very cranky and fussy in the mornings, the sleepyhead type. Just like Jesse.

"Good morning baby," I said with a cute baby voice. She sat on my lap and hugged me, burying her sleepy lookin' face into my chest. Devon noticed Kira and looked at me. "J-Jesse and y-you have a daughter?" "Mhm. Hey Kira baby, wanna say hi to aunt Devon here?" Devon looked at her with a warm smile and Kira lifted her head, "Hi." Once saying that, she quickly went back to the position that she was in.

Well, to be honest, even though Devon is her mother, I'm Kira's mom. She only knows me as her mother, and I wouldn't just give up on her. No shade towards Devon or anything but Kira is my daughter. Obviously, I'm not telling Devon just yet. Or maybe she never has to know about this.

She fucking considered giving this princess for adoption just because of her problems? Hell no. And luckily she didn't and just gave my baby to Jesse's mom. Whatever, I am upset with her about this, but she'd never know who Kira really is.

"Um, so Billie. I'd like to share some shit with you. Just some talk maybe?" She cleared her throat. "Y-yeah sure." God where on great neptune is Jesse? I can feel my underwear getting soaked up. She pointed at Kira and shrugged. I quickly understood that she wanted to talk to me privately, so I carried Kira. My spine is about to fucking crack any minute now 'cause I'm technically carrying a baby and a toddler.

I tucked her back in bed and went downstairs, sitting on the couch across Devon. "Okay, back. So you were saying?" I asked eagerly. "I'm. I'm not sure how to break this to you, but Billie. Jesse and I have a daughter. "Oh yeah, I know." "Wait what?–" "How'd you know?" She asked, raising a brow at me as if I'd done something suspecting. I'll just tell her the truth.

"Jesse's mom told me and Jesse." "J-Jesse knows?" I nodded. "So, you do know where is my daughter, don't you?" Is it just me or does she look like she's about to pull out a knife and kill me for some reason that god knows why. Eeeek, she's literally staring into my soul.

"I-I don't know who or where she is, Devon." I said firmly. She stood up and boy, the fuck she gon' do? "Billie, I'm trying to keep this shit under control. Kira is my daughter RIGHT?!?" Man, I stood up but I'm ten times shorter than her. "She's not. She's my daughter for fuck's sake you goddamn bitch."

"You can't even lie idiot. Yeah, Brandon was right. You're just a pathetic pregnant slut." "Get the hell out of here. Now."  "No, what can you do?" She smirked. "I can fucking call the police if you're not gonna get out of my house, Devon. I thought we were friends." "Friends? Pfft, use that brain of yours a little. You stole my man. You stole him from me and now you've trapped him by saying that you're 'pregnant'. That's definitely a lie."

"And how would you know that? Stop judging and literally, I ain't gonna repeat it. Get. The. Literal. Fuck. Out. Of. My. House!" I yelled at her face. She pushed me onto the wall and strangled me. "I won't. Not until you give me Jesse and Kira back." I suffocated. I couldn't even breathe and tried fighting back but her grip on me was stronger than I thought. "L-le-t g-go–"

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She fucking passed out. Now this is great. Do I give a shit about her? Nope, not at all. If she dies, it'll be way better for me. I ran upstairs, seeing my baby. My daughter that I had to give up five years ago. It was a really hasty desicion. I gently carried Kira, trying my best not to wake her up.

I wanted to go downstairs and get out of this place, but I heard Jesse's voice. God how bad can this get? Ugh.

I looked down and watched what he did. The moment he saw Billie unconscious on the floor, he sprinted over to her. It killed me to see that. How could he? I hate him and love him at the same time. The lesson that these five years without him taught me that I can't put nobody else over him. He is my everything and I'm not letting him drift away.

I heard him from upstairs. "BILLIE?? BABE??" He gently shook her but there wasn't any response. I aimed for the back door but I still had to go down the stairs for it.

I glanced at Kira who was peacefully asleep. She deserves me than Billie. I'm her biological mother, she has to be with me. And Jesse. I'm getting them back from that motherfucker who stole them from me.

Someone tapped my shoulder and shit. It was Jesse. "The fuck are you doing here? With Kira? Give her to me, Devon. You know better than not giving my daughter to me." He said coldly, emotionless. "Shut the hell up! She's my daughter too." "WELL, SHE WAS BEFORE YOU THREW HER AT MY MOM'S DOORSTEP!" He yelled and Kira was awake. She started crying and I tried soothing her but she wouldn't stop. "Can you stop crying already. Jesus." Jesse glared at me and snatched Kira from my arms.

"GIVE HER BACK!" "Get out." "No. DITCH BILLIE AND THAT STUPID BABY OF HERS AND THEN WE COULD ALL BE HAPPY TOGETHER JESSE. We cou-ld try this all over a-again," I said, carresing his shoulder. He looked pretty convinced. "A-all of this again? A-c-ctually Devon. I'm truly sorry for yelling at you. You're right. Billie doesn't deserve me. She separated us." I couldn't be any happier.

Is Jesse really saying this? Wo-wow. "C'mon baby, let's go." He nodded and wrapped his arm around my shoulder as he carried Kira downstairs. Is this real? Is my Jesse really doing this? He indeed ditched Billie and that fucking baby who doesn't have a father. Won't have a father.

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