The area outside the quarterback’s vision.This is the most dangerous place for a quarterback to receive a hit from a defender as he doesn’t see the pressure coming. Â
Hanging a few more clothes up in the babies closet before closing it, I smiled as I sat in the middle of the bedroom floor. Looking around the room, the feeling of me really becoming a mother soon was beginning to kick in a lot more. Everybody known’s I had an abortion as a teenager, and even though I didn’t want to I don’t regret it. It hurts me to this day still, but If i hadn’t have done it, I’d be just another statistic. I wouldn’t be in the place I am now and I wouldn’t be able to give this baby the life she deserves.Â
Standing up, I looked in the mirror and smiled at my growing stomach. 3 months couldn’t go by fast enough.Â
I rolled my eyes as I walked down the steps to hear the twins bickering. Walking into the foyer, I grabbed my purse and stood at the door waiting for them to notice me.
“But I wanna talk to”
Kanai responded. I chuckled shaking my head. Looking up they both ran towards the door, shoving past one another causing my security to chase after them. They were real bay bay kids.
I asked my son as we sat in my sprinter waiting for my security to get into position. Seven jumped up and down doing a little victory dance causing me to laugh.
“To see,Uncle French”
I nodded, standing up from my seat and picking him up. As soon as the door opened, the bright lights blinded us as we stepped out the sprinter.
I spoke as Memphis took me through his home. Showing me where everything was and how to work everything.
“Eh. It’s home. I don’t mind sharing it. This is the kitchen. I don’t mind you cooking or anything, I have a chef but anytime you feel inclined to cook you can. The pool isn’t heated but I doubt you wanna use it in the winter because it gets really old here”
“I have to leave tonight. This is my only chance to make this move”
I spoke to my sister as I packed my blackened eye with makeup. Looked at myself in the mirror I exhaled and tried to hold back the tears, but was unsuccessful. What did become of me. How did I, a women with a bachelors degree in health in up not even working and being in a abusive relationship with my 3 year old son.
What kind of example was I to him. What kind of womggen was I. My sister stood up, fo sister the final touches on my eye and pushed the hair from my face.
“You know what, I can’t argue with that. At the end of the day, I just want you to be safe”
I yelled as Misa struggled in my shoes. I smacked my teeth but couldn’t help but laugh as she shoved a few of her toys in one of my purses she got a hold of and sat on the floor. I pulled my phone out taking her picture and posting it to my Instagram.
I stepped out of the taxi cab, placing Misa who was sleeping in her car seat on the curb. I watched as everybody’s eyes wondered over to me. I exhaled, totally ignoring them and tried to figure out how I was gonna get all these large suitcases out of the cab. I had 5 huge suitcases squeezed in this little ass cab and a baby car seat. As soon as the cab driver was about to get out, a women came off the stoop with a smile.
“You need some help?”
I nodded my head, watching as she and 2 other dudes began to unload the taxi. Smiling, I paid the man, taking my one last bag and picking up Misa’s car seat.
“Anata wa iku hitsuyō wa arimasen. Watashi wa misa de koko ni iru no ga daisuki“
Translation: you don’t have to go. I love having you here with Misa
I smiled. Pulling my mom into a hug and holding her tightly. As much as I’d love to stay here with her, It was time to get back to reality. I came here looking for comfort. I came here to hide from the fact that I was stupid enough to get pregnant by a celebrity, only to find out me and my baby don’t mean shit to him.Â
“Watashi wa shitte iruga, watakushiha suru hitsuyō ga arimasu. Shikashi, watashi wa kagetsu de soko ni anata o idō shite imasu”
Translation: I know, but I have to. But I’m moving you out there in 4 months
She smiled, nodding her head and allowed me to wipe her tears. I stayed in silence ever since I was offered money to remain silent. Knowing I needed the money, I did so. But I’m tired of being quiet, I need support and I need my daughter to have her father in her life.
Watching my mom, kiss Misa softly, I then gave her one last hug before I carried my baby and my carryon baggage to my gate. I exhaled preparing myself for the 13 hour flight with my 10 month old infant.
This was the right move being made. My daughter deserves what I didn’t have, a father who gives a shit. She deserves a good life, she deserves the world.
I sat down awkwardly. I had no idea Ms. April was brining me to meet her son. She could have given me a heads up. I’m super nervous and starting to sweat, I don’t wanna look like an idiot.
Ms. April smiled looking at me as Trent sat in her lap, hugging her tightly.
“I’m sorry, I had no Idea I’d be com-”
Trey shook his head, giving a small smile and looking at my mother. I cleared my throat, still unaware of why I was here and what I needed to be here for.
“So, Bianca. I have, well me and Trey have a favor to ask you”.
I looked at the time, rushing and shoving my son into the car. I was suppose to be meeting with April Tuckers. She use to be friends with my mom until she passed. And since she has passed she’s always checked in on me, made sure I was okay. Made it to all my sons birthdays, she’s a really phenomenal women.
Speeding down my New Orleans street, I pulled out phone and dialed Ms. April’s number. Placing it on Bluetooth, I waited until she finally answered.
I laid Milan in her bed, kissing the top of her head. Sitting up, I smiled as she slept peacefully. She been buck ass wild all damn day, so seeing her sleep is a pleasure. I’m about to hit the private studio, get these stacks in for the last song for the Tremaine album and prepare to present it to my label in the morning. Taking a picture of baby girl, I posted it to my Instagram then left the room.
TreySongz
The best feeling….Her ass sleep.
Laughing to myself, I headed down stairs. As soon as I was about to walk into the studio, there was a knock at the door. Opening it, I seen Kari standing there. Turning around, she smiled lightly and handed me a toy.
“This is Milan’s for some reason she has had some type of weird infatuation with it lately. She won’t sleep without it”
I laughed, moving to the side and allowing her to come in.
I smiled as I pulled into the driveway of my home. I was excited for two reasons, My home girl Tiana was getting married and her wedding was soon and second I was home. early in fact, from my week long business trip. I just couldn’t wait to love up on my baby girl and kiss up on my man. Turning off the car, I hopped out excitedly and rushed to the door, unlocking it, I walked in to see a group of Trey friends and my daughter downstairs.
No Trey
I smiled as my daughter Milan ran towards me with excitement.Â
“Mommy!!”
I scooped her up in my arms, attacking her with kisses. I watched as Forrest walked towards me with a nervous look.Â
“What’s wrong with you. Where’s Trey?”
He stuttered a little. Trying to laugh it off but then chased after me as I maneuvered towards the stairs.
“Kari w-”
“Forrest. This is my house, don’t touch me and don’t tell me where not to go”
He nodded, stepping back and watching as I headed up the steps. Walking down the hall, I tip-toed a bit. Trying to listen through the door, I heard low groans and kissing sounds. Thinking I’ve heard enough, I bust open the door.Â
Mortified.
I charged at the bitch. snatching her off of Trey and beating the fuck out of her. Pushing her out the way, I jumped on Trey’s chest and punched him all in his face.Â
“Baby w-”
“Fuck you!!”
I yelled, sending one last blow to his face. Hopping off, I ran into the closet, packing a heavy bag full of stuff then heading to Milan’s room. Packing as much shit as I could, I headed back downstairs and grabbed my daughter. Shaking my head at all his bitch ass friends, I left the house and headed to my car.
“Mama where we going?”
I snapped her in her car seat, then got in the front and pulled off.
“We’re going to mommy’s old house”
She nodded, pushing her sunglasses up on her face and looking out the window. I wanted to cry my eyes out. I wanted to ball until I couldn’t any more, but I was in the presence of my daughter. And I wasn’t weak. I was however though and done.
I rubbed over my face as I finished changing Jonas, then held him close as we walked out the room and headed downstairs. Yawning as I entered the kitchen, I placed him in the small seat near the Island, kissing his small fingers. He was such a good baby, and might I add a tad bit better then Johan. That nigga would cry and cry just for no reason,  so glad he grew out of his cry baby phase. Walking away from the seat, I turned on some Sade and  began to get stuff out for dinner. Back to being a full time mommy was in full effect. Being that I had Jonas sooner then expected, we have to hold off on the yacht trip we was planning. Best believe though his first doctors appointment I’m asking if we can still do it because Monte will start practicing again, and training camp is shortly after that. It matters to me and the kids that we squeeze in as much time as possible before he’s back on the road. I’m graduating soon from school and I’ll be starting this new job as well. A lot of success is happening in the house, but it’s also meaning that we have to sacrifice time. But I’m learning to embrace the businessmen, even though it can get hectic it’s building a life for my kids I couldn’t even imagine for myself. And I love it.
Singing softly along to Sade sweetest Taboo, I cleaned the chicken well before beginning to cut it up. I decided to make Johan’s favorite Pollo Asado en Cazuela, Cuban roasted chicken along with black beans and rice. As soon as I started to get shit started, my phone started ringing. I smacked my teeth and put it on speaker.
Reign: What Monte
Monte: Damn, just wanted to tell you I miss you
I laughed shaking my head.
Reign: I miss you too clown. How was the party.
Monte: Crazy, we just got in the car, we headed home now. At first he wasn’t trying to kick it and asked to call you, after I got him right. He loosened up.
I smiled, and nodded to myself.Â
Reign: Good, was pe-
There was a knock at the door.
Reign: Baby I’ll call you back
Hanging up the phone I quickly wash my hands before running to the door. Opening it quickly, my face turned to confusionÂ
Tahara
6: 20 pm
“Mommy I’m hungry”.
Dakota nagged from the couch in my office. Smacking my teeth, I pulled my glasses from my face and looked at her. She knows not to be in here, especially while I’m working.
“Dakota bye. Go, you see I’m working. Now bye”.
I watched as she poked out her bottom lip, bringing her fist to her mouth and crying softly as she stormed out. Ever since I’ve landed this stylist job, I’ve been busy. But I love my job and It brings in money. I’m not styling for the really really big names, but I am styling and getting noticed as a stylist. I’m working my way up.Â
As soon as I was about to dive back into my work, Mase came in holding Dakota as she cried into his shoulder. Smacking my teeth, I looked up at the Duo.
“Mase, get out. She’s already aggravating me and I to-”
“What the fuck is your problem. If she said she’s hungry I don’t give a fuck what you doing. Get the fuck up and fix her some food. She shouldn't come to me crying about some shit like this”.
Rolling my eyes, I waved him off.Â
“She ain’t hungry, that party just ended”.
“That was 3 hours ago. So fix her something to eat”.
Smacking my teeth, I pushed my glasses up on my face and scrolled through more emails.
“Man fuck it, whatever”.
I watched as they walked out the office, and of course his childish ass slammed the door behind himself.
Mase
7:40 pm
“Iight, come on. Get you pajamas on”.
I coached Dakota. I hate to say it, but Tahara being a real bitch. I’m ready to spazz on her ass. Ya’ll remember how I told her she been real busy. Ain’t nothing wrong with that, but when you start neglecting what you suppose to do at home then it’s a problem. I don’t care that I’m going into he NFL, home is still gonna be what I’m handling at the end of the day or whenever it needs to be handled. Pulling her shirt over her head, I then helped her in the bed and pulled the covers up to her neck. I laughed as she snuggled into her covers and smiled as she pulled me close to her by my eyes, rubbing her nose on mines.
“Can I come with you to work tomorrow please”.
I shook my head
“You have to go to school. I’ll pick you up though, ok”.
She nodded, allowing me to kiss her forehead before turning off the light and heading to my room. Walking in I immediately caught a attitude. He ass was till on the fucking computer. Removing shirt and throwing it to a pile on my side, I got in the bed, starring at her waiting for her to react.
“Tahara, go to Dakota goodnight”
“I already did Mase, what’s your problem”.
“You my problem yo.  feel you on this work shit, but don’t forget about your fucking priorities. I don’t give a fuck who waiting on what, it can wait. Especially if it gotta do with Dakota”.
Throwing the covers off my body, I walked to the dresser grabbing a shirt and sweatpants then my sneakers.
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The breakfast table was quiet. I watched from over the top of my newspaper as my daughter played in her bowl of cereal. Today would be her first day back to school since her mother passed away 3 weeks ago. We tried to well prepare her for this, but nobody could imagine how the pain would began to eat us both up. She pushes further away from me, I guess it’s her way of coping, but I miss her. I can’t imagine the feeling of losing a mother, but I can definitely understand losing a wife. She was my best friend, and the thought of even having to start over one day is heart breaking. I couldn’t see myself with anybody other then Regina. But God had other plans I guess. A piece of her is always here though, I can still smell her sweet scent. I still see her standing over the stove preparing a Sunday breakfast. I see her when I look at my baby girl.Â
“You ready to be back in school with your friends?”.
I questioned, planing my newspaper on the glass table. She looked up and shrugged her shoulders. Exhaling I tapped my leg, signaling her to come to me. Pushing herself from the table, she dragged her feet to my lap and leaned on my leg.
“I know it’s hard baby. But we’re going to get through it. Daddy is gonna try and be less busy and give you all the time you need”.
She smiled looking up in my face. This was the first time I’ve seen her eyes light up.
“Happy Birfday Mommy!!!”.My eyes fluttered open to see PJ standing on the side of my bed with a trey full of food in his hands. Sitting up quickly and taking it from his grip, I smiled picking him up and placing him beside me
“Thank you baby! Who helped you do this for me?”
“TeTe Karin”.
I smacked my teeth, rolling my eyes as she entered my room with a class of wine.
“Already bitch, it’s only 10 something”.
Shrugging her shoulders, she sat on the other side of my bed and got comfortable, turning the TV for PJ.
“I don’t give a shit if it’s 8 something. This how I get my mornings started”.
I laughed shaking my head and began eating the food. I have no damn Idea why I ever gave Karin crazy ass a key to the house, but she’s my best friend so I do appreciate her coming here and doing this for me.Â
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