The area outside the quarterbackâs vision.This is the most dangerous place for a quarterback to receive a hit from a defender as he doesnât 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 knownâs I had an abortion as a teenager, and even though I didnât want to I donât regret it. It hurts me to this day still, but If i hadnât have done it, Iâd be just another statistic. I wouldnât be in the place I am now and I wouldnât 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 couldnât 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.
âBut I wanna talk toâ
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.
âTo see,Uncle Frenchâ
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.
âEh. Itâs home. I donât mind sharing it. This is the kitchen. I donât mind you cooking or anything, I have a chef but anytime you feel inclined to cook you can. The pool isnât heated but I doubt you wanna use it in the winter because it gets really old hereâ
âI have to leave tonight. This is my only chance to make this moveâ
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.
âYou know what, I canât argue with that. At the end of the day, I just want you to be safeâ
I yelled as Misa struggled in my shoes. I smacked my teeth but couldnât 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 everybodyâs 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.
âYou need some help?â
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 Misaâs car seat.
âAnata wa iku hitsuyĂ Â wa arimasen. Watashi wa misa de koko ni iru no ga daisukiâ
Translation:Â you donât 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 Iâd 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 donât mean shit to him.Â
âWatashi wa shitte iruga, watakushiha suru hitsuyĂ Â ga arimasu. Shikashi, watashi wa kagetsu de soko ni anata o idĂ Â shite imasuâ
Translation:Â I know, but I have to. But Iâm 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 Iâm 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 didnât 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. Iâm super nervous and starting to sweat, I donât wanna look like an idiot.
Ms. April smiled looking at me as Trent sat in her lap, hugging her tightly.
âIâm sorry, I had no Idea Iâd be com-â
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.
âSo, Bianca. I have, well me and Trey have a favor to ask youâ.
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 sheâs always checked in on me, made sure I was okay. Made it to all my sons birthdays, sheâs a really phenomenal women.
Speeding down my New Orleans street, I pulled out phone and dialed Ms. Aprilâs 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. Iâm 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 feelingâŚ.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.
âThis is Milanâs for some reason she has had some type of weird infatuation with it lately. She wonât sleep without itâ
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 couldnât 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
âMommy!!â
I scooped her up in my arms, attacking her with kisses. I watched as Forrest walked towards me with a nervous look.Â
âWhatâs wrong with you. Whereâs Trey?â
He stuttered a little. Trying to laugh it off but then chased after me as I maneuvered towards the stairs.
âKari w-â
âForrest. This is my house, donât touch me and donât tell me where not to goâ
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 Iâve 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 Treyâs chest and punched him all in his face.Â
âBaby w-â
âFuck you!!â
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 Milanâs 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.
âMama where we going?â
I snapped her in her car seat, then got in the front and pulled off.
âWeâre going to mommyâs old houseâ
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 couldnât any more, but I was in the presence of my daughter. And I wasnât 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 Iâm 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 heâs back on the road. Iâm graduating soon from school and Iâll be starting this new job as well. A lot of success is happening in the house, but itâs also meaning that we have to sacrifice time. But Iâm learning to embrace the businessmen, even though it can get hectic itâs building a life for my kids I couldnât 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 Johanâs 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 wasnât 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 Iâll 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
âMommy Iâm hungryâ.
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 Iâm working.
âDakota bye. Go, you see Iâm working. Now byeâ.
I watched as she poked out her bottom lip, bringing her fist to her mouth and crying softly as she stormed out. Ever since Iâve landed this stylist job, Iâve been busy. But I love my job and It brings in money. Iâm not styling for the really really big names, but I am styling and getting noticed as a stylist. Iâm 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.
âMase, get out. Sheâs already aggravating me and I to-â
âWhat the fuck is your problem. If she said sheâs hungry I donât 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 thisâ.
Rolling my eyes, I waved him off.Â
âShe ainât hungry, that party just endedâ.
âThat was 3 hours ago. So fix her something to eatâ.
Smacking my teeth, I pushed my glasses up on my face and scrolled through more emails.
âMan fuck it, whateverâ.
I watched as they walked out the office, and of course his childish ass slammed the door behind himself.
Mase
7:40 pm
âIight, come on. Get you pajamas onâ.
I coached Dakota. I hate to say it, but Tahara being a real bitch. Iâm ready to spazz on her ass. Yaâll remember how I told her she been real busy. Ainât nothing wrong with that, but when you start neglecting what you suppose to do at home then itâs a problem. I donât care that Iâm going into he NFL, home is still gonna be what Iâm 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.
âCan I come with you to work tomorrow pleaseâ.
I shook my head
âYou have to go to school. Iâll pick you up though, okâ.
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.
âTahara, go to Dakota goodnightâ
âI already did Mase, whatâs your problemâ.
âYou my problem yo. Â feel you on this work shit, but donât forget about your fucking priorities. I donât give a fuck who waiting on what, it can wait. Especially if it gotta do with Dakotaâ.
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 itâs her way of coping, but I miss her. I canât 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 couldnât 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
âYou ready to be back in school with your friends?â.
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.
âI know itâs hard baby. But weâre going to get through it. Daddy is gonna try and be less busy and give you all the time you needâ.
She smiled looking up in my face. This was the first time Iâve seen her eyes light up.
âHappy Birfday Mommy!!!â.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
âThank you baby! Who helped you do this for me?â
âTeTe Karinâ.
I smacked my teeth, rolling my eyes as she entered my room with a class of wine.
âAlready bitch, itâs only 10 somethingâ.
Shrugging her shoulders, she sat on the other side of my bed and got comfortable, turning the TV for PJ.
âI donât give a shit if itâs 8 something. This how I get my mornings startedâ.
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 sheâs my best friend so I do appreciate her coming here and doing this for me.Â
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