Chapter 7

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Desmond's POV

I sat in my car outside my parent's house debating whether or not I was ready or not to let them know about Jazmine. Most of my family would take it well but my parent's they had a habit of overreacting and being over-dramatic.

"Desmond I'm nervous"

"You'll be fine, she'll love you" She nodded before smiling

"Okay, i'm going to trust you. Ready?" Mya replied and I couldn't help but look her over once stopping at every and any curve.

"Yeah let's head in" I hopped out and Mya yelled she had dibs on bringing Jazmine in. I knew better than to argue with her so I admired her ass as she bent down to pick Jazmine up out of her car seat.

"Just meet me at the door the belt buckle is stuck" she mumbled and I headed up the stairs and right as I was going to knock the door swung open. At a simple 5'8 with long brown hair, hazel eyes, and a smile worth millions, my mother didn't look a day over thirty. She stood there with life dancing in her eyes as she pulled me into her embrace.

"My baby!" She yelled as she hugged me tighter and I just chuckled as I hugged her back. Like I said, over-dramatic. "Have you been eating? You feel skinnier than I remember"

"Yes ma I've been eating"

"Good. Everyone is waiting inside so come on in" I let her lead me in, making sure to leave the door open.

"So how's life been treating you?"

"I can't complain but recently my life changed a bit"

"Oh really, good or bad?"

"Very good"

"Tell me, tell me" like it was practiced over and over until perfection, Mya walked in with Jazmine.

"Sorry i'm late"

"Mom I want you to meet my daughter Jazmine and my friend Mya"

"It's nice to meet you" My moms mouth dropped open before she yelled out to my dad. He entered pulling me into a hug before looking at Mya and Jazmine.

"What's going on in here?"

"You!" Mom yelled pointing her finger to Mya "You little hoe! What do you get out of this? My sons money! I bet that isn't even his child"

"Ma!"

"No Des this has to be said. She just after your money. The little gold-digging slut"

"Ma!"

"Mya isn't Jazmine's mother" her mouth dropped into an 'O' and before anyone could speak Mya handed Jazmine to me and ran out the house.

"Why didn't anyone tell me?" She asked in a mumble and I couldn't help but shake my head. Ma had really messed up.

Mya's POV

Hoe, Slut, Gold-Digger. Her hurtful words ran through my mind and they brought back unwanted memories. Memories from a long time ago that I had tried my hardest to remember. A knock on the car window interrupted my thoughts and there stood Mrs. Harter. I opened the car door and she hopped in before turning to face me.

"Mya i'm extremely sorry"

"It's fine" I mumbled not wanting to stay on the topic.

"No it's not. I was way out of line and for that i'm sorry. But Desmond has such a kind heart and is normally taken advantage of because of how nice he is and I guess even when he's 24 he'll always be my baby" I nodded and we sat in silence for a bit.

"I don't blame you for what you did, it's just what you said brought up memories for me"

"Do you want to talk about it?" I shook my head 'No' and thankfully she didn't press me to tell her my life story.

"We should go in now"

"Yeah" we both hopped out and I walked around to where she was standing before hugging her. "I really am sorry Mya"

"Don't worry about it" we walked back into the house and Jazmine was sitting on Desmond's lap playing with the table cloth as Desmond and his father sat engaged in conversation.

"Desmond can I hold my granddaughter?" He stood up and handed Jazmine to her. At first Jazmine scrambled around until she found her comfortable spot. The smile on his moms face definitely couldn't be faked. "Desmond"

"Hmm?"

"I'll never forgive you for making me a grandmother at 39"

"39?" His father said with amusement written all over his face

"Yes. I am 39"

"M--"

"Shut up" we all busted into laughter before Desmond pulled me away from everyone and brought me into the living room. Three guys were sitting there having a discussion when they slowly stopped.

"Hey ain't that..."

"It looks like her"

"It can't be..."

"Mya these are my younger brothers. Dereck, Hunter and Isiah" Dereck looked twelve, Isiah looked 15 and Hunter looked 17

"Are you Mya Summers the model?" Isiah asked nervously and I laughed before nodding

"See man I told you"

"So what are you doing her with Desmond and not a real man. Like me" Hunter asked and I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "What you don't believe me?"

"No it's just the only real man I see here is Desmond" Everyone busted into laughter except Hunter.

"Man your just a hater"

"And your just underage"

"So you would date me if I was 18"

"Not me, but I do have a woman that would be perfect for you"

"Is she a model?"

"Yup"

"Set a brotha up then" he said poppin' his collar before pimp walking out of the room

"And us too" The two other brothers do the same, earning a laugh from me.

"Are they always like this?"

"Every time I see 'em" I took a seat on the couch and watched as he picked up a controller and handed the other one to me. "Wanna play 2K?"

"I um... Don't know how"

"Oh shoot. Alright well come closer and i'll teach you" I took a scoot closer and he laughed before letting me know he didn't bite. I moved over a bit more so we were sitting beside each other but he wasn't satisfied with that so he pulled me into his lap and trapped me there by holding the controller in front as his arms wrapped around my waist. Alright now to move you'll use this alright?" He showed me using the left joystick.

"Okay" I moved my player up and down the court.

"Alright now this is how you sprint" he showed me basic movements, kissing my cheek every time I got it right.

"Hey yall want something to e-- Oh my bad am I interrupting something?" His mom asked and I assured her she wasn't.

"Yes you were. I was about to get em digits" he joked

"Really Mya, you could do so much better" she teased and Desmond's mouth dropped open causing me to laugh. "Now you two come get something to eat" she walked out and he mean mugged her before helping me up.

"Come on" He tugged my arm and I felt shocks. What the hell is going on with me.



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