Me, Myself, And I (A Sequel to Sincerely Breanna)

Chapter 1~Another Year , Another Million

"Blow out your candles!", Jamal screams.
I playfully roll my eyes .
Dang I'm 25.

Let me catch you guys up.
I'm no longer married to Jacob.
We only talk work related. He has a 3 year old son with Chelsea.
I don't talk to her whatsoever.
I date a little bit.
I've been on a couple of dates with Justin Combs.
But his dad is like my father so I don't know how that would've worked.
I've been in a couple of movies.
I've gotten a lot more Grammys and stuff.
I even got myself another house.
I just really wish I had someone to settle down with.
I have no kids.... obviously.
I'm just really focusing on what I want.

"Give me a hug with your old ass", Hakeem says.

I roll my eyes and hug him.

"Where's your boyfriend", Andre asks smirking.

"My FRIEND justin and his family are taking me to dinner tonight".

They nod.

"You always with Diddy and them", Jamal says.

"That's family".

"Well we're your familr and we hardly see you", Hakeem says.

I roll my eyes . Not this again.

"Where are mom and dad and anika , in EUROPE on MY birthday, so I'm sorry I like being around people who can make time for me".

Hakeem groans.

"I'll see yall later , " I say grabbing my things and walking to my car.

My driver opens my door to my Lamborghini and my phone vibrates.

Justin : I'll pick you up at 8

Me: alright. You could've asked tho.

One of the main reasons I talk to Justin is because he's not in the music industry .

Its so much less drama.

I feel the car stop and my driver open the door.

Home Sweet Home

Jacob POV.

"Come on Jay", I say picking him up.

Yep I got Chelsea pregnant.

I love my child but I messed up.

Me and Breanna got a divorce.
Worst day of my life.
The media gave me a hard time.
And then I see Breanna walking around with this bum ass nigga.

Yeah he got money, and yeah, he play professional football.

Do you know how bad that broke my heart when I saw those pictures of her and Justin after his first bug game hugging .

That should be me.
But I need to move on , for Jay's sake.

For my sake.