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[fiftyshadesgrl]

Part two of my brantley gilbert series! I hope everyone enjoys it.

I wake up to find myself tangled up around Brantley. Hes still asleep and its dark outside. I hear a humming sound then a bump. I realize the bus is moving. I jump up, "oh my god!"

Brantley sits up in a panic, "what is it baby?"

I pull the sheet up around me suddenly feeling vulnerable. "The bus is moving. I cant go anywhere! I have to go home."

He wraps me in his arms to comfort me. "Its okay baby girl. Why dont you just stay for the next couple of shows then if you still wanna go home, Ill make sure you get there."

"I have to work. I cant just give everything up to be a groupie."

"Hey." He said making me look at him. "You will never be a groupie. You are way better than that and you know it. Just give us some time, give me some time to show you that this time will be different."

I sigh, "what about my work?"

"Call them and tell them you need some time off."

I snicker, "the real world doesnt work like that. We cant all be Brantley Gilbert."

He lays back down and smiles, "Hell Ill call em myself." I laughed at that and can actually see him doing that. I shake my head and turn my phone on and find its only 2 in the morning. I quickly text my boss and tell him that Im taking my vacation early and Id be back in two weeks. I turn my phone back off and lay back down cuddling up to brantley.

He wraps his arms around me and kisses me. I moan and crawl on top of him. "Damn baby girl, youre gonna wear me out." He says smiling. I smiled back down at him, I cant believe I have him all to myself but the memory of three years ago comes flooding back to me.

3 years ago.....

I was out with mama becky trying to find the right dress that made me feel beautiful. I wanted to blow brantleys mind in a couple months when we say I do. Mama becky turns to me as we pull into the driveway, "hows he been lately?" I sigh and shake my head. "He has his good days and bad days."

His mama had tears in her eyes, "these days its more bad than good." I nodded but pasted a smile on my face.

"Dont worry mama, things will get better. Hopefully he will sober up by the wedding." I said hopeful but doubt still clung heavily in my mind and heart.

I hugged her and jumped out of the truck. "Ill come back this way in a couple of days to talk about the flowers and everything." Mama becky said and I nodded and waved as she pulled out of mine and brantleys driveway.

The house was unusually quiet, brantley usually had music blaring or playing his guitar chugging beer out on the front porch. I unlocked the door and walked in. "Brantley, Im back." Not one word, I walked towards the bedroom where the door was cracked open. I peeked through the crack and saw brantley laying on his stomach in bed sleeping.

I smiled at the sight of him, no matter what we go through he always and will forever hold my heart. I decided I would jump on him and wake him up that way. As I pushed the door open I gasped at what I saw. Amber, his ex laying on my side of the bed with my fiancee'.

Clothes, both his and hers, thrown everywhere meaning they were naked under the thin sheet that lay on top of them. I stood there just staring, I couldnt believe he would do this to me. He promised he would never hurt me.

I got my wits about me and finally spoke. "What the hell brantley!" He flipped over but amber still lay there sleeping. I wanted nothing more than to drag her by the hair of her head out of my house and beat her ass.

He jumped up out of bed and pulled his boxers up. I wanted to throw something at him, slap him, do something but I stood froze to the spot. He stumbled over to me and grabbed my arm and walked outside of our bedroom shutting the door.

I stopped just a few steps from the bedroom door and pulled away from him. "What the hell? Im gone for one day and youve got that whore in our bed!"

He held up his finger to his lips, "shhh."

That pissed me off that much more. "You want me to be quiet!? So I dont disturb that homewreckers sleep! I dont give a fuck if she sleeps good or not. You and her both are very lucky I dont beat both of your asses!" I got right up in his face and dared him to tell me to be quiet again.

"Look," he said holding his hands up, "I got bored last night and you wasnt here again, so I went out to the bar. She was there and I was lonely. Youre never around anymore I need some love every now and then."

I slapped him across his face hard. His head snapped back but I didnt care. "Youre a asshole, I have been planning OUR wedding that you didnt want to help with. You wouldnt be alone if you would stop popping pills and drinking and come with me and help."

He looked back at me but there was no emotion on his face. Thats what worried me most. He wasnt feeling anything. "You know I would disappoint you at our wedding if I helped. Id get something wrong."

"Well you can forget about the wedding. It seems like you got all you need right in there." I pointed towards the bedroom door. I walked towards it and slung it open. Amber was standing beside the bed just pulling brantleys shirt over her body.

I pointed at her, "you say a god damn word and Ill fuckin stomp a mudhole in your ass. I advise you to get the fuck out before I change my mind and do it anyway." She grabbed her pants and pulled them on and headed out of the room.

I grabbed a duffle bag and started shoving my clothes in it. "What are you doing?" I heard brantley say behind me. I gave a humorless chuckle and kept stuffing clothes in it.

"What does it fuckin look like?" I threw over at my shoulder.

"Looks like your making the biggest mistake of your life." He said emotionless.

Before I knew what I was doing I picked up one of his heavy boots and threw it. The boot connected with the aide of his face. "Mistake!? You think Im making a mistake. No honey you made the biggest mistake of YOUR life the moment you picked that whore up and brought her to our house!"

I kept packing my clothes and when the duffle bag was full I zipped it up and threw it over my shoulder. "Ill send kolby or mama becky to get the rest of my stuff. Dont call me when you get sober." I walked out towards the front door but stopped before I walked outside.

My heart was breaking into a million pieces. The love of my life cheated on me and doesnt seem to care. I heard his footsteps behind me.

"You walk out that door, dont you ever come back." He said, I dropped my bag and turned towards him. He smiled thinking I had decided to stay.

The tears started flowing freely then. Seeing how cold he was towards me, no emotion no love in his eyes. "What happened to us? We used to be so happy. When did things go bad?" I asked almost in a whisper.

He shrugged, "I dont know. I guess I fell out of love with you a long time ago. I dont want you anymore, Im moving on to better things. Keep the ring, pawn it, sell it whatever you wanna do."

I nodded and took the ring off my finger that I thought would never come off. I placed it in the palm of his hand and closed his hand around it. "Take care of yourself brantley." I walked back over to the door and picked my bag up and walked out to my old mustang sitting in the driveway.

I threw my bag in the back seat and slammed my car door. I started my car and drove down the driveway. I looked in my rearview mirror and saw brantley standing on the porch staring at my ring in his hand.

I drove all night that night until I made it to florida. I stopped at the first hotel and checked in. I called mama becky as soon as I was settled and told her what had happened. After that phone call I texted brantleys brother kolby and asked him to pick my stuff up from brantleys. He said he would and asked if I was okay. I replied with a simple 'I will be.' I turned my phone off and curled up on the bed crying myself to sleep.

1 year later....

I was working at a local diner as a waitress working nights mostly but whenever someone called in I would be the first to take their shift. I was run down but I needed the money.

It was a little after 1 in the morning and there was no one in the diner. I took that moment to walk outside for a smoke break. My eyes felt heavy and I probaly got a total of 4 hours of aleep over the past 36 hours. Rent had to be paid so I sucked it up and done what had to be done. I walked back into the diner and I heard on the speakers a voice from the local radio dj.

'Here is the new single from the newest and hottest thing in country music today. Heres shes my kinda crazy by brantley gilbert.' 

My heart stopped as I heard his beautiful voice coming through the speakers. I closed my eyes and the lyrics just broke my heart. I have missed him so much and I still think about the day that everything changed. The bell above the door rang as someone came in the diner.

Sal the night manager walked out feom behind the counter. "Sit anywhere you like sir, our waitress will be with you shortly." I was still stuck in a daze but I cleared my head and pulled out my paper and pen ready to take the order.

I turned and walked over to the booth where the man was sitting. I couldnt believe my eyes. Brantley sitting there drumming his fingers on the table. Watching me. I stumbled a bit but remembered what happened a year ago. I stood straighter and walked over, not looking at him.

"What can I get you?" I said very coldly.

"How bout a smile darlin." He said smoothly.

I rolled my eyes. "We only serve food and drinks here. You want a smile theres a bar right across the way there. Im sure you will find lots of them there."

I still had my eyes glued to my pad of paper, my pen hovering waiting for him to say what he really wanted. After a few minutes I turned my back "let me know when you decide."

That statement was about more than just his food choices. I was wanting ro see if he really had changed. I took the rag from behind the counter and started wiping tables down that were already squeaky clean. I just wanted to keep busy. I wanted to keep my mind off of brantley.

I saw movement from the corner of my eye. I looked up and brantley was motioning for me. I walked over pulling my pen and paper pad out again. "Finally decide on something?"

I still wouldnt look at him, he sighed "yeah burger, fries, and a mountain dew."

I scribbled it down and ripped the paper off. "Alright be right back with your drink." I said turning before he could say anything else. I gave the order to the cook and got his drink ready. I waited until his food was done before I took it to him.

"Heres your food and your drink. Enjoy." I said trying to turn away but he grabbed my wrist.

"Why dont you have a seat? Looks like im your only customer so you cant be busy."

I growled and plopped down on the other side of the booth looking at anywhere but at him. I kept quiet, the only sound was the music comig from the speakers and the hum from the fridge behind the counter.

"Would you just look at me (Y/N)? Please?" He said sounding exhausted. I sighed and looked him dead in the eyes. Shutting off all emotions. I waited for him to speak, he sighed and closed his eyes. He shook his head, "you look tired."

I chuckled humorlessly, "wow thanks. Thats a nice way of saying I look like shit."

He shook his head, "no I meant it just like it came out. You look tired. But youre still beautiful."

I snickered and rolled my eyes. "Rents gotta be paid brantley. I have to work to make rent." He nodded and he opened his mouth but before he could speak I cut him off. "Why the hell are you here brantley?"

He grabbed for my hand but I pulled back. "I came to see you darlin."

I rolled my eyes, "well you saw me. Now can I get back to work?"

I went to get up but this time he did grab my hand. "Please just talk to me. Its been a year. Im sober now. Thinking clearly for the first time."

I smiled at that, "thats great brantley." I pulled my hand from his and stood up. "Im really happy that you have turned your life around. I heard your song on the radio right before you came in. Its great, just hate that its about that damn whore." I said the last part through gritted teeth. He shook his head and opened his mouth as if to say something but the bell rang above the door before he could.

I turned to see a young couple that looked weary from a road trip come in. "Hey yall sit anywhere you want. Ill be right there." I turned back towards brantley who still hadnt touched a bite of his food. I shrugged, "duty calls. Heres your check, if you want anything else let me know and Ill adjust it. If not sal can ring you up when youre done. Bye brantley, take care of yourself."

The younger couple ordered breakfast platters and coffee so I was pretty busy with refilling their cups and everything. Right as my shift ended an hour later I walked outside and lit me a much needed cigarette. I started walking over to my mustang but slowed up when I noticed brantleys truck parked right beside it. Brantley was leaning against the side of it casually smoking a cigarette himself.

I walked over just as he threw his cigarette to the ground. "There you are." He said smiling.

I fished my keys out of my purse and went to unlock my door. Brantley stopped me before I could climb in. "Hey, I was hoping we could talk for a minute." He said, his voice filled with hope.

I sighed and slumped against my car. "Im very tired brantley. I wanna go home and go to bed. Make it quick." I sighed glancing at my watch.

"Okay, look I know things ended bad between us and everything." I raised one of my eyebrows at him and crossed my arms. "Whats your point brantley?"

He sighed, "I dont know what Im trying to say. Look, mama told me where you were and I wanted to bring some stuff to you. I thought you might want it." He handed me a box the size of a shoe box. I took it and nodded.

"I uh, got a show the next town over. If you want Ill leave you a ticket at will call." He said rubbing the back of his neck.

I turned and climbed in my car and placed the box beside me in the seat. "Thanks but no thanks. Im swamped at work and I cant afford to take off."

He nodded and leaned down, "I know I just thought...."

I cut him off before he could speak. "Nothings changed brantley. Now if youll excuse me Im going home to get some sleep before my next shift in a few hours."

I cranked my car and didnt give him a chance to reply. I knew if he did then I would probably break. It was hard enough seeing him tonight and trying to act like I didnt care. All I wanted to do was throw myself in his arms and let him kiss away this last miserable lonely year.

Also in the back of my mind was what he did. He cheated when he promised he never would. He promised he would always love me but he told me that day he fell out of love with me. I could never forget that.

I drove back to my small apartment and headed straight for the bed. Sleep came easy but those blue eyes haunted my dreams.

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Chapter 12

So far our secret relationship was still going strong without anyone other than a few select people knowing. Things seemed to hit a snag when Sterling's racist ramblings hit the public. "Oh my lord girl did you listen to the tapes?" Kristal asked me when I got to work. "I actually didn't listen to the whole things just bits and pieces." I replied back "How is Blake handling all of this?" "Umm...as best as possible." To be honest this is affecting Blake pretty negatively, he hasn't taken his meds and he is being bombarded with calls and texts from people telling him that he should walk away from the Clippers. All these people trying to tell him what he should and shouldn't do. Some people have gone so far as to say that he should leave the Clippers, which he wouldn't do since he is under a contract. I was trying my hardest to be very supportive of him but it was hard considering that his parents were in town during all of this and they were still unaware that we were dating. After the loss of the first game Blake asked me to bring the twins over to his house because his parents were there and wanted to see them. "Aww Ameerah the twins have gotten so big!" Gail said to me as we settled in the man cave to relax. "They are growing like weeds!" Tommy replied. "This is just a huge fucking mess...like this isn't want we need at all right. Golden State is already a pretty tough team and then to have all of this come out now..." Blake said clearly pissed. "It sucks how vindictive people can be when they are hurt and angry." I say. Blake looks at me giving me a death glare and says "What do you mean by vindictive? He's a racist and said he didn't want black people at his games...which considering my dad is black oh and you have a black parent as well!" Blake practically yelled at me. "Blake honey calm down." Gail said to him. "I'm not gonna calm down if Ameerah is choosing to be stupid." he replied. "I'm not being stupid Blake, I'm being reasonable. Yes it fucking sucks that yours team owner is a racist...but to sit here and act like this is news to you is utter bullshit! Sterling was allowed to say what he said because as far as he knew he was saying it to someone he trusted. It's not his fault that she recorded a private conversation and made it public. What he said was wrong but he as a human being with freewill is allowed to feel that way he's not the first racist nor the last that you will come in contact with." I reply to his out burst. "She has a very valid point Blake so there isn't a need to bite her head off and be disrespectful to her. Remember that is the mother of your son and daughter." Tommy said giving Blake a stern look. After that we pretty much called it a night Blake apologized when he walked me and the twins out to the car. This Sterling debacle was bringing out the worst in everyone right now and I didn't like how it was affecting Blake especially since he wasn't taking his medicine right now. It proved to much at one time and the Clippers fell to OKC in the second round of the playoffs. It has been almost three months since Blake and I decided to start dating again. All of which we have been keeping secret from our family and some of our friends but not all of them. Kristal of course knew about us and some of Blake's teammates like DJ and Chris. Since the season was over Blake and I had been spending a lot of time together we were practically living together at his place. "So my parents are coming into town next week and want to see the twins." Blake said to me as we were getting dinner ready. "Okay that's fine they haven't seen the twins in a while." I reply. Even though Tommy and Gail were here for some of the playoff games I didn't take the twins to all of them so they didn't really get to see them. "I think now would be the time tell them that we are back together...especially since your parents already know." He says the last part kind of haughtily. I told my parents about a month into our relationship because we had a minor fight which caused me to call my mom crying at which point I told her we were back together. This happened before the whole Sterling mess. "Okay...then" I say. "Good." "Do you want to fight about this, because I don't Blake." I say somewhat angrily. "No...it's just fucked up that you were the one who wanted to keep things a secret but yet a month later you are telling your mom. Then you turn around and still tell me that we need to wait on telling my family. That shit's not fair at all Ameerah and you fucking know that!" Blake says cornering me in against the kitchen counter. "You know what Blake you're right it's not fucking fair, but YOUR family is the one that didn't think we should be together, not mine. It's obvious that they all would rather us just co-parent. Hell I wouldn't be surprised if they blame your bipolar disorder on me." I shout at him. "They don't fucking blame you so you can stop with that bullshit." he scoffed. "What the fuck is your problem Blake Austin? Please do tell why you are so damn angry that you feel the need to lash out on me?" I say tears ruining down my face. "Fuck...babe...I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you it's just the fact I'm trying my damnedest to make this work...to make us work and I want my family to be a part of it also. Is it wrong of me to want that?" he said as he wrapped me in his giant arms. "No its not wrong of you to want that...maybe once they know things wont be so tense between us." I say snuggling into his embrace.

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Chapter Eight

Blake was asleep next to me in just his boxers. I got up, walked into the bathroom and took a shower. I wrapped myself in a towel, before I walked into my closet and picked up a bleach stained shirt and a pair of cotton shorts. I wandered back out and gathered the things I would need to do my hair.

“I could get used to this.” Blake’s raspy voice commented from bed, as he stretched out.

“Pervert.” He smiled at me and got out of bed, wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his face in my neck.

“Blake,” I blushed slightly.

“I’m only in a towel.”

“I’ve seen you in less, remember?” His arms tightened around my waist as he kissed just behind my jaw.

“Still.” I whined.

“I’m only in my boxers.” He stepped away from me and took them off before walking into the bathroom to shower as well.

“Oops, just kidding.” He called out to me. I shook my head at him and got changed quickly, brushing my hair out and throwing it up in a bun. I went to the kitchen and picked up the cleaning supplies that had been left abandoned last night. Kieran was still with DJ and Amber. I turned around and screamed. Blake was sitting at the table, watching me. I didn’t hear him come in, which is pretty much impossible considering his size.

“So what’s on the agenda today? What’s the fancy occasion?” He motioned to my ragged, stained clothing.

“I’m cleaning our new house like I wanted to do last night. You should take Kieran to the beach, though. He’d like that.” I said nonchalantly.

“You’re not staying at the house alone.”

“It’s gated, Blake. Nobody can get in but us.”

“I don’t like the idea.” His voice was sharp, and I could see that there was no point in arguing with him.

“Well I have to clean at some point.” I mentioned.

“Then I’ll stay with you.”

“You’re so difficult. C’mon, let’s go.” I sighed. He grabbed his MacBook and we made our way over to the new house. Blake followed me around room to room, and created a wedding registry for us. I told him what we would need (most of the kitchen stuff, and a few other items) and he entered it into his computer and the database for the stores we chose. I finished everything relatively quickly (it’s so much easier to clean a house without any furniture) and went to buy paint. Our master bedroom needed to be repainted from the gross gray color it was to a nicer light blue color, almost a turquoise. I wanted Kieran’s room to be a lime green color. The Clippers montage was a bit creepy now that Blake was around. Of course, we would paint a third room unspecified for the child we were planning to have after the wedding, and the other three bedrooms would be painted and made into guest rooms. The new baby’s room, we decided would be painted yellow, and I thought maybe we could put black furniture in there. Of course, I was jumping the gun. We still need to be married and I’m not pregnant, but I’m so excited to have another baby. Especially if it winds up to be anything like Blake and Kieran. There’s just something magical about being pregnant. I was so overjoyed when I found out I was going to have Kieran, once I got over the initial shock. I know there were a lot of people who had really horrible pregnancies where they couldn’t move or had trouble keeping food down at all, with constant nausea, and other horror stories. Maybe it was because I was a “young mother” or whatever, but the worst thing I suffered through was having the huge stomach and not being able to see my toes. Along with the whole labor process.

“Helloo? Are we going to paint today, or…?” Blake waved his hand in front of my face.

“Yeah. Sorry.” I blushed and opened the paint can, pouring it into a tray and starting the long process of covering the walls in the color. With two of us working together, we were able to cover the first three rooms, no problem. The other three bedrooms were fine, just needed furniture. Blake finished painting, just as my phone went off.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hey, girl. Do you guys want to meet up for dinner and we’ll return Kieran?” Amber asked.

“Sounds good. Where are we going?” I asked.

“Come to DJ’s. I’ve been working with his cook, we’ve made tons of food. Bring your bathing suit, too. We can go swimming!” She was so excited.

“Alright. When should we come?” I asked.

“Whenever is fine.” She chirped.

“Okay. Blake and I just need to get cleaned up, but we’ll be right over.”

“See you soon, girl!”

“Later Amber.”

“Blake!” I called down the hallway.

“What?” He stuck his head out of the doorway of the room we were working in.

“Amber invited us over to DJ’s for dinner and a swim.”

“Okay. Let’s go.” He cleaned up the room and threw out the garbage we had created during our redecorating. He drove us back to my house where we showered and changed.

We pulled up to DJ’s house, where we got out, and Blake lead our way inside. We found everyone in the kitchen, where Kieran was on DJ’s hip. His face lit up, and he immediately reached out for Blake.

“Daddy!” Blake took Kieran from DJ and peppered his face in kisses, holding him in the air. Kieran was only in a pair of swim trunks, and he looked adorable in his little board shorts. Amber walked in, squealing and hugging the life out of me.

“Let’s go swimming!” She shouted, before running out the back door and jumping into the pool. The boys gave me a funny look, and I just shrugged before following her, stripping out of my clothes along the way until I was just in my bikini. I cannonballed in, and came up, seeing Blake pick up my stuff and throw it into a chair along with his things, and he and Kieran walked into the pool together from the shallow end. I wish I was able to capture the moment.

“DJ!” I called out to him. He turned around and I motioned to Blake and Kieran. He nodded, and took a picture on his phone for me. I flashed him a thumbs up, before Blake and Kieran swam over. Kieran looked like he was having the time of his life. He swam a few feet from Blake to me once he got close enough, and hung onto my neck.

“Hey baby.” I kissed his cheek and he smiled at me with his cute little teeth. Blake wrapped his arms around my waist, his large hands on my stomach. Amber swam over and DJ finally got into the pool. We all stood together, talking, until Kieran made it known that he was hungry. We got out and dried off before eating. Kieran fell asleep after that, and Amber showed me to the room where Kieran had been staying so I could put him down. By the time we came back downstairs, Blake and DJ had made drinks and were waiting for us to get into the hot tub DJ had attached to his pool. The four of us got in, and Blake immediately put his arm around me, scooting me closer to him. I rested my head against his shoulder, and eventually the conversation lulled me to sleep.

{A/N: Not super crazy about this chapter idk. Anyways next update is Thursday & as always message me any comments/questions/feedback! I love to hear from you guys! -another-blake-griffin-fanfiction}

[another-blake-griffin-fanfiction]

Chapter Six

The Clippers had swept the Knicks in the two games that were played in L.A. So coming into the next games, the boys were feeling good about it. The Clippers won the game Wednesday, and depending on who won today, Blake, Kieran, and I could be going home, or having a longer stay here to see who would win game five before potentially heading home for game six. The guys at this point were pumped to win this last game, and win the Finals in a clean sweep.

Kieran and I sat in court side seats, along with the Pauls, and Amber, who had flown out for what could be the final game, and where Blake and DJ finally win their coveted rings. Kieran and Amber were to my left, while Jada, Cameryn, Chris, Robin, and Charles (Chris' Parents) were on my right. Blake and DJ were subbed back in, and Coach yelled out a strategy and the boys immediately put it into play. Somehow the Knicks managed to tie up the game, and I saw the determination on Blake's face. They were not about to lose the fourth game of a flawless series. DJ stole the ball, and fed it to Chris, who brought it up the court. Blake was out in front, almost at the basket, with not a single player in front of him to defend the basket. Chris lobbed the ball up to Blake, and Blake dunked the ball, buzzer going off as the ball swished through the net. The entire arena was shocked, silent for a moment before the crowd erupted. The Clippers fled the court, hugging and cheering the five players who were on court, while I scooped up Kieran, and hugged both Jada and Amber, jumping up and down and screaming with joy. The had done it. Our boys had won. Jada stayed with her kids and Chris' parents, while I grabbed Amber's hand and we weaved our way through the court and the media to Blake and DJ. They were together, as always, and as soon as I saw Blake, I dropped Amber's hand and jumped into his arms. His body was slick with sweat, but he caught us, and I put my free arm around his neck before kissing him repeatedly. The media was watching us, and I was overjoyed with how far he had come. "Congratulations!" I shouted over the loud atmosphere. Blake grinned up at me and kissed me again. "Thank you. This is the third greatest moment of my life!" He set Kieran and I down. Kieran was unsure what to make of the wild party atmosphere, but was intrigued by it, nonetheless. "What were the first two?" I asked him. "The day I met you, and the day Kieran was born, even though I was unaware of it. I kind of smash that day with the feelings I got when I found you both in the grocery store." He kissed my cheek and the media swarmed us, shooting questions off at Blake and occasionally, me. Somewhere amid that madness, Blake had been handed a t-shirt stating the 2016 champions were the LA Clippers, and he shrugged it on over his jersey. He had gotten a snapback, too, which we put on Kieran, as it engulfed his head and made him look even cuter, somehow. The media cleared off a little, and the team gathered with their families in the center of the court, where they were awarded the Larry O'Brien Championship Trophy, and Chris was awarded MVP by no other than Larry Bird. Blake kept smiling and looking down at me because he knew how much my dad and I loved Larry. He was such an amazing player in the NBA. I could talk about how great he was for hours. I pressed into Blake's side while the commissioner of the NBA spoke, informing everyone of Chris' stats, and awarded him the Bill Russell MVP trophy. Chris shook hands with Larry and the Commissioner, before saying a few words about how far the team had come, and how hard they had all worked, and really, how none of it was possible without his loving family. He was asked what was going through his mind, and what was the big difference between this season and the other four seasons. I missed his answer as Blake and I were staring into each other's eyes, grins on both our faces. They tried to wrap up everything quickly, but DJ jumped in and stole the microphone. "Amber," He whipped around to face her, and sunk down onto one knee. "I have my ring, I think it's about time you got yours. I love you. Will you marry me?" Amber had one hand over her mouth, while DJ held, and slipped an engagement ring onto the other. She nodded, tears streaming down her face. DJ stood, kissing her and the team engulfed them. The guys were congratulating DJ and Jada and I were screaming with Amber, admiring her gorgeous ring. "We're celebrating as soon as we get back to L.A.!" I shouted. Jada and Amber nodded. Once the team had congratulated the newly engaged couple, Blake and DJ swept Amber and I off the court and back into the locker room. We walked out of it, waiting for the boys to change.

"Do you have any ideas for a date, yet?" I smiled at her, admiring her ring again. "Not for awhile." She mused. "I'd like to be engaged for at least a year." I nodded. "That's what I imagined for myself, as well. When Blake asked, though, so much had gone on that I figured, why wait? It's not like there's anyone else." She smiled. "Well it's not like there's a relationship quite like yours and Blake's every day." "This is true." I laughed. The guys walked out, and Blake wrapped his arm around my waist. "Let's go home." He smiled down at me. "Home?" I questioned. "You packed everything, anyway." He was still smiling. "I hope you know I hate you." My mind went into overdrive, thinking of everything in the room and what we had to do in order to leave tonight. "No you don't." He kissed me, cupping my face. I felt cool metal on my face, amongst the warmth that is Blake's hand. I pulled his hand away, and looked at his championship ring. "I like the ring. It's really beautiful, and means so much to me that you conquered the best of the best and came out on top. It's about damn time." I grinned at him for what seemed to be the thousandth time that night. He kissed me again, and we piled into a cab, racing back to the hotel in order to catch our flight in time.

{A/N: So sorry it's late! I'll be uploading Ch. 7 as soon as it's finished and Ch. 8 will be updated next Thursday. Thanks for reading & feel free to message me anything! - another-blake-griffin-fanfiction}

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Chapter 5

I didn't speak or hear from Blake for at least two weeks and Christmas was right around the corner but Blake had a game in Sacramento on Christmas Day so the twins wouldn't be seeing him till after. In the mean time I had met a guy named Joel he was Puerto Rican and black with beautiful green eyes and a easy smile. He had an athletic body and was at least 6'5. He was a occupational therapist which I respected greatly. We had met a few months ago but never thought much about it due to the Blake drama. But once it was clear that Blake moved on I decided to give Joel a chance. He knew about the twins and Blake due to the media. Yet he seemed okay with it and easy going and it helped that he had a younger sister who was a single mother so he understood what it took dating one. "Hello gorgeous, how's your day?" Joel asked me as he sat down across from me for lunch. "Hi, it's been good." I say blushing a little. We order our food and make some small talk. He asks if I had heard from Blake which I told him no. Surprisingly he didn't bash Blake's behavior and was able to see both my side and Blake's. I felt mixed emotions about Joel I really did like him but part of me felt upset about the way things are going with Blake and I. As it would turn out I didn't have to wait long to find out what was going on with Blake. The rumor or story of Jessica's pregnancy hit with a hard. She was being call all sorts of gold digger and a whore. There was talk that she had slept with some DJ SlipT while dating Blake and that the baby might not be his. All of this I'm finding out from Kristal of course. "Yeah girl Jessica is being dogged out and due to Blake being busy with the season he hasn't really said anything to the media about it. I'm hearing that she wasn't supposed to tell anyone at all about the pregnancy." Kristal says to me while we are on our lunch break. "Girl I don't know anymore than you do about this mess." I say to her. Just then my phone rings with an unknown number I answer it unsure of who it could be. "Hello" "Is this Ameerah?" A female voice asked. "Yes this is her who is this?" I asked. "This is Jessica, Blake's pregnant girlfriend and future wifey!" She replies. "Umm how did you get my number?" I asked choosing to ignore her comments. "That doesn't really matter. What matters is I need to meet my future step-children before my baby is born." She rudely replies. "Well considering Blake's name isn't on the birth certificate yet I don't have to let you meet my kids or Blake ever see them again if I so wanted to." I reply back getting angry. "Yeah right bitch I'd like to see you try to prevent Blake from seeing his own fucking kids. He makes way more money than you and all he would have to do is sue you for full custody and then little Jaiden and Azalea will live with me and Blake and our child as one happy family!" She say to me. With that I hang up the phone on her and block her number. Kristal can tell that I'm upset. I fill her in on what crazy bitch said to me on the phone. "Oh my god bitch done lost her fucking mind talking to you like that!" Kristal says. I'm debating on wether or not to tell Blake about this. I decide to leave it alone until he comes to see the twins. I forget about all of the drama while watching my babies open gifts on Christmas Day. We skype with my parents and with Blake's. Taylor and Marieka stop by although it's awkward given the current situation. At Jaiden's we turn on the game to watch the Clippers vs Warriors game. It was a really intense game and I could tell something was up with Blake. At the end of the game with a few minutes left Blake gets ejected. The clippers end up losing the game. I hear my phone go off with a text. I look to see it's from Blake : -- I just wanted to wish you and the twins a Merry Christmas! I'm sorry for the way things ended between us. I found out that Jessica lost the baby and that she was messing around with another guy all in the same day. I don't expect you to feel sorry for me because I deserve this for all I put you through.-- This sucks I never would have wished this on Blake. I reply back: --Blake I'm sorry to hear that, I would never wish something like this to happen to you. I don't think you deserved this. When your next break comes up we should talk.-- I didn't get a text back from him till almost three hours later. --I would like that. I'll let you know when is a good time.-- I felt really bad for Blake and I know he would blame himself cause he's always so hard on himself. If any thing I blame that Jessica girl for the mess she created. My phone buzzed with another text from Kristal: --Hey girl twitter is blowing up about Jessica having a miscarriage and cheating on Blake and you won't believe that crazy bitch has the nerve to blame you as the reason to her losing the baby.-- What in the hell was Kristal talking about...I logged into my twitter so see what she was talking about. And sure enough Jessica was trying to make it seem like I was refusing Blake to see his kids and saying that I didn't want Jessica near them and that cause her a great amount of stress which caused her to miscarriage. At this point I know longer felt sorry for her dumbass. I decided after almost eight months of not being on twitter to tweet -- "is funny how this life thing works karma is a bitch better be careful" -- I knew good and well she and her followers would get the subtweet but I didn't care. My phone buzzed again with another text from Kristal: --Yasss girl subtweet that hoe lmao. Her and her followers are going cray about how you just tweeted for the first time in months lol--- I laugh to myself at Kristals dramatic ass. I've decided that I'm not gonna let people push me around and that I have to stand up for myself and my babies. The next two days are a mess just like I thought they would be, Blake did release a small statement asking for privacy during this time but that was about all he spoke on the issue but that's all he has said. I also haven't heard anything from him. I was leaving work when I was stopped by someone who worked for TMZ asking me if what Jessica was saying is true. "I had nothing to do with her and Blake's relationship nor her losing the baby. I would never wish what is happening to her and Blake on my enemies. I pray that they are both able to find peace during this time." I say as I get into my car not giving them a chance to ask me more questions. I felt proud that I didn't say what I really wanted to say about Jessica. My phone buzzed with a text from Joel: --Hey beautiful! I heard about Blake and his girlfriend and saw some of the nasty stuff she said about you online. Are you okay?--- It so sweet that he is checking up on me. I text back: --Aww thank you! I'm good, I was stopped by TMZ and asked about it and responded in a mature way lol-- He responded: --I wouldn't expect you to be anything but mature :)-- This like this was making it easier to put my guard down with Joel because I could tell he genuinely cared about me and my kids without wanting to be caught up in the hype of my being Blake's baby momma. I made it with the twins when my phone rings. I like at the caller id and see that it's Blake. "Hello" "So you talked to TMZ today?" Blake asked me. "Yes they stopped me and asked me what I thought about the situation you're in." I reply to him. "Why did you even say anything?" He says letting out a frustrated sigh. "You know what Blake you don't have any right to tell me who I can speak to and what I can say especially when your bitch Jessica is trying to blame me for this!" I say to him. Both Jaiden and Azalea look at me when I said "bitch". "I know I'm sorry it just this is more than I can handle. Are you at the house I would like to stop by if that's okay." He says. "Yes that will be fine the twins miss you." I say back to him. We hang up and I tell the twins that their daddy will be coming over soon to which that run around the living room screaming "daddy's coming daddy's coming", it brings a smile to my face but I know that I will have to tell Blake that I've kinda of started seeing someone new.

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Chapter four

I guess I was naive to think that people would forget about the fact that me and Blake had twins together. For the most part TMZ and Media Take Out had ran their stories about me and Blake's previous relationship which of course made it hard for me to want to be around Blake due to the memories resurfacing. Yet it was the fangirls who seemed to have a hard time adjusting to the fact that Blake had kids. These girls would leave some of the meanest and nastiest comments on my Instagram or they would tweet me these things. Needless to say I gave my social media accounts a break and even started seeing a therapist. Yes I saw a therapist previous during my relationship with Blake. Dr. Murphy was a nice middle age woman with kind eyes and a warm smile. This made it really easy to talk to her. "Hello Ameerah, how are you today?" Dr. Murphy asked me once I had settled into the chair across from her. "I'm dealing." I reply. "Okay so let's talk about your relationship with Blake." She says "Umm sure." --We met the summer after he graduated from high school. I was going into my senior year of high school and he would be a freshman at OU. Our mothers knew each other and that's how we met. The attraction was apparent within two days of spending time together. We starred officially dating July 12. I knew things would be hard considering I was living in Texas and he was living in Oklahoma but we promised each other that we would make it work especially since I would be going to OU after I graduated. I don't know why it took me so long to notice it but Blake had a territorial side to him that some people didn't know about. If a guy commented on a picture or status of mine he would text or call me and flip out wanting to know who that guy is and if I was messing with that guy. Time and again I would reassure him that I wasn't messing with anyone and that I loved him and only him. I honestly don't know how I made it through our first yr together. Once I moved to OU things changed for the better at least for the first three months of me being there. After that his territorial side came back and he became aggressive. At first it was kind of a turn on...silly I know but something about a man being kinda rough with you sexually was exciting to me and given that Blake was 6'10 200 plus pounds and I was 5'4 and 115 pounds it was hot. At times it was down right scary. He never hit me though but some times he would yell or grab me. But I know that he loved me. I wouldn't by any means say it was an abusive relationship but it wasn't a healthy one. But I loved him and when you love someone you stick it out. Things really started to change when it became apparent that Blake would enter the draft. I was fine with him entering and fully supported him because it was his dream to do so but he wanted me to give up on my schooling to move with him wherever he got drafted to. I didn't want to so that's when the arguing started. He felt that if I loved him I would move to be with him but I said that if he loved me he would understand me wanting to get my degree. It just got worse from there and I broke up with him." "Why do you think the relationship was not healthy?" Dr Murphy asked me. "Well we had a really nasty argument and I hit him. I know it was wrong but I hit him in the face. He didn't hit me back but he did manage to lock me in his room for like five hours. That's when I knew we were in a unhealthy relationship." I said. "Why didn't you tell him about your pregnancy?" "When I found out I was pregnant, I had already broken up with Blake and moved back to my home state. I told my best friend and Blake best friend Wilson about the pregnancy and what I should do. They both said that Blake would make me marry him and move to be with him. They knew how our relationship was and they felt that if we got back together and added the stress of parenthood that it would end even worse than it did the first time." "Do you feel that to be true?" "I do or I did at the time. If we would have gotten married we would probably be divorced and resentful to one another." "Okay you had a good support system with your family and friends when it came to raising the twins." Dr Murphy says to me. "Oh yes my parents were really supportive." "How does it feel now having Blake back in the picture?" She asked me. I really had to sit and think about it. Not only that did I really want to voice my thoughts on how I felt. Well I don't have anything to lose by telling her she is a therapist. "Well...at first I was mad. I know I have no right to be mad but they're MY babies and I didn't want anyone near them. Then I felt ashamed and guilty that I prevented someone that I loved from being able to see his kids. I felt stupid because I honest to God thought that he would have forgotten about are relationship being a pro athlete. Now I feel as though I want us to be a family. I don't want him dating any other girl but yet I don't know if we should even think about getting together. Crazy I know I didn't expect to be this emotional plus the fact that all of it was splayed out for the people to see." I say somewhat glad to have these emotions off my chest. "Hmm...so you think you and Blake would be a better couple now than you were before?" She asked me. "Oh God I don't honestly don't know. If we were to date it would be us starting over completely because if we base it off of our past relationship then I think it would fail. Yet part of me feels like we are two different people at least I am at this point to even be...I guess attracted to each other..." I trail off not sure if she understood what I was trying to get across. "So you feel that you and Blake are two different people at this point in your lives to be compatible to date?" She replies. "Yes." "Have you brought up any of these feelings to Blake?" "Oh my no! We don't talk about feelings or our past only about the kids." I say shaking my head. "Well maybe you two should sit down and discuss a little at a time what you both want moving forward." "What do you mean what we want moving forward?" "If all you two want to do is co-parent civilly then discuss how best to do that or if you two want to give dating a try again." She says to be while taping her pen. "Oh..." Is all I can get out before I notice our session is up. I leave her office feeling conflicted on when I should have this talk with Blake. It wasn't so much the talk itself I dreaded but the possibility of rejection and looking stupid. The last thing I wanted was for people to think that because I had the twins Blake and I should be dating nor married which isn't the case or I would have told him sooner. The next few days go by without much of an hitch. It seems that the normalcy is returning back to my life. Blake is coming to see the kids in between his workouts and practices. I still hadn't found a time to bring up what I talked about with my therapist. Not only that but things are different now and I have to admit that seeing the comments about how short I am and how Blake needed a girl that was at least 5'6 or taller, which me being 5'4 I fall short of that. Back then it didn't matter he loved the fact that I was smaller than him cause he could pick me up and stuff. Maybe before the season starts I'll talk to him about it but right now I don't want to rock the boat. It was probably two weeks before the preseason was to start when news or a rumor of Blake being seen with a mystery girl. At least I thought it was a rumor until Blake told me himself that he was dating this girl. "Hey Ameerah can we talk a minute?" Blake asked me as he was about to live from spending time with the twins. "Umm yeah sure." I replied. "So I just wanted to tell before you find out from someone else but I'm seeing this girl her name is Jessica. She is aware of you and the twins but it's still early in our relationship that I'm not expecting her to meet you or the twins anytime soon." He says to me. "Oh okay." I say because what really could I say. If anything I was upset at myself for feeling somewhat mad because he has found someone else. "Really you're okay with everything?" "Yeah Blake we aren't dating so why would I not be okay." I say to him. "Well I don't want to do upset you and cause you to not let me see the twins." He says. "You don't have to worry about that." I say. It hurts that he thinks that I would try or do something to keep him from the twins especially now. "Okay good! I'll see you guys later." He says as he leaves. With that I go back into the house and try not to think about it too much because I really had no right to be upset by this news. ---Three Months Later--- It's been a few months since Blake told me about Jessica and they are still dating. The holidays are coming up and of course the twins are excited for Christmas. Something told me when I woke up this morning that things weren't gonna be good that day. I right as I make it into work my phone rings and it's Blake. "Hello" I say. "Hey Ameerah, I was wondering with the holidays coming up if we could find a time for Jessica to meet the twins?" Blake asked me. He request kind of shocked me because he'd only been with her a total of four months and he's only known the twins six months. I really didn't want this girl who I haven't even met meeting my kids. For the most part these past few times that Blake has visited he has been with the twins by himself watching them. So I guess if she meets them she will want to play step mommy to my kids and quite frankly I don't want that. "Umm I'll have to look at how things are scheduled cause we will be going to see my parents but I will def let you know so we can work something out." I say to him. "Really? Oh wow thanks Meerah...I mean Ameerah." He says accidentally calling me by his nick name. We hang up shortly after that and I think to myself how I don't really have plans on allowing Jessica to meet my kids before the new year. Call me selfish or whatever but I just didn't feel the need for this to happen. I barley sat down in my chair before Kristal storms into my office to dish all the dirt she has on Jessica. Now I don't know why she felt the need to look up this girl and find out the details but she did. "Okay girl I got the 411 on Jessica. It's funny it seems like the Blake fangirls have been doing some digging too and they don't like her with him either." She states. "Kristal I don't know why you felt the need to do this." I say. "Because even though I just met you this year and I kinda met Blake I want you two to be together as a family!" She says to me smiling. I can't help but feel a little bit happy about that even though I'm no where near sure that I'm ready to be with Blake or if he wants to even be with me. "Okay so she's 5'10 and white. She is supposedly a model but other than her IG pic I couldn't find a lot of her work it seems like her being linked to Blake is getting her noticed cause her follower count shot up when news of her a Blake dating came out. She's also been tweeting about how she can't wait to meet the twins and how great of a dad Blake is to them. So she can't wait to play step mommy to your kids." She says to me as she sits down. "Hmm well my follower count shot up to when news broke of Blake being the father of the twins so that doesn't really count for much. Secondly if I don't like her she won't be anywhere near my kids point blank period!" I say back to her. "Ooh girl." Kristal replies. The rest of the passes without any drama. Actually the next few weeks pass without any drama and before I know it thanksgiving is around the corner. Blake has a game on thanksgiving or the day after hell I can't remember so I'm taking the twins to my parents house for three weeks since my sister and her family will also be there. The thanksgiving holiday passes and I'm truly grateful I got to spend it with my family. Once I got back to LA with the twins Blake stated that he wanted to spend time with the twins since his parents will be in town. He also says that he needs to talk to me about something. I agree to meet him on one of his days off so we could talk. Blake decides it will be better for gun to come over so we can talk and that way he could see the twins. "Hey Ameerah!" Blake says as I let him in the door. "Daddy daddy!!!" Both of the twins shoot as they run to him for a hug. "Hey kiddos! I missed you guys so much!" Blake says as he hugs them. I let Blake spend time with the twins as I do some cleaning around the house and get dinner started. Blake I guess put in a movie for the twins and came into the kitchen. "So I have to tell you something." He starts off not really looking at me. "Hmm" I say "So about Jessica meeting the twins..." He starts off but I cut him off. "Look I don't know how comfortable I am with her meeting my kids. Especially when she's posting on twitter about how she can't wait to meet them." I say to him. "Well I didn't know about that and at this point I don't think it's an issues." He says. Before I can reply back my phone rings and it's Kristal. Against my better judgement I decide to pick up. "Hello?" I say to her. "Hey girl oh my gawd your not gonna believe what is circulating around the rumor mill about your baby daddy!!!" She practically screams. "Wait what are you taking about?" I say to her giving Blake a confused look. "Well supposedly he got Jessica pregnant or at least that's what her bestie is hinting at online." She says to me. With that my vision gets blurry and I hang up on Kristal. I turn to look at Blake he noticed that I'm upset. "Is everything alright?" He asked taking a step towards me. "Is it true?" Say to him backing away from him. "Is what true?" "Don't lie to me Blake Austin is it true that your...girl...Jessica is pregnant!?!" I say tears threatening to fall from my eyes. I don't even know why I'm upset we aren't dating nor were there plans for us to date. But if I have to be honest with myself I hoped to avoid Blake and him starting another family with someone else which is another reason why I never told him about the twins. "Ameerah...I'm sorry but as far as I know she is pregnant. We have a doctors appointment in two weeks though things are really early." He says looking down. "Wow I can't fucking believe you." I whisper. "You can't fucking believe me?!" He growls as he closes the distance between us and pins me to the wall. "At least Jessica told me when she found out instead of hiding it from me. At least she cares and loves me enough to want me to be apart of our child's life from the beginning. Had I not run into you when I did when if ever were you gonna tell me about the twins?! Huh answer me that Ameerah...you can't cause you know you probably wouldn't have told me! You have no right to be upset." He growled. His eyes were no longer a chocolate brown but a pitch black color that they turn whenever he is mad. I'm speechless because I haven't had to deal with angry Blake in years and being in this positing again brings up so many bad memories. I lost it I just started crying. Next thing I know his arms are around me and he's whispering that he's sorry and that he loves me and didn't mean to upset me. My mind is racing did he just say that he loved me? No it's the moment and it's what he used to say after everyone of our fights. I push him off of me because I don't want the twins to see us like this. "You know what Blake I completely understand and you're right I don't have a reason to be upset. If you want to run around getting bitches pregnant left and right by all means be my fucking guest! But your temper was the reason I didn't want you around the twins. My kids don't deserve to be brought in a home where mommy is scared to upset daddy for fear of what he will do. So I pray for you and Jessica's child that things will be different." I say to him wiping my tears. I can tell my words cut him deeply for the pain is clear in his eyes. Blake just shakes his head and walks out the door without a word to me or the twins. I stand there in my kitchen not quite sure if I completely meant what I said to him and what this will mean for us going forward.

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Hey guys!!!

So I’m soorryy that I’ve been M.I.A for awhile but I just had some personal stuff that I was dealing with and then I wasn’t feeling inspired to write either and I didn’t want to force myself to write and then give you guys crap to read. So yeah I’m back for now…with school around the corner idk how my updating will work BUT I plan on updating as much as possible for the next few weeks! So I just finished chapter 4!!! Who wants me to post it later today? How are you guys liking the new story so far? It’s still fairly new so I’m open to suggestions on where you guys would like to see the story end up so message me about it! Thank you so much for those of you that continue to read my stories!!! Love you guys!

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Chapter 17

Here you guys go! Beware it is Rated R. Feedback is always welcome! I was on cloud nine for the next few days after Blake and I celebrated our anniversary. The preseason was coming up upon us and we were trying to spend as much time as possible together, yes even in public. Though something told me that our blissful state wouldn’t last for long, because as my mother liked to say “What’s done in the dark will always come to light.” We were midway through the month of September when Blake received a phone call from his PR team warning him of the shit storm that was about to hit. I knew it had to be bad because we were cuddled on the couch and when the call came in he got up to take the call in another room. I didn’t think too much of it because I was caught up in the current episode of The Vampire Diaries. Yet when Blake returned the look on his face said that this couldn’t be good. “What’s wrong babe?” I ask him as he sits back down on the couch semi-preoccupied with furiously texting someone. “Fuck…I should have known this shit would happen.” He angrily says to me. “What…what has happened?” I ask starting to panic. “Somehow TMZ got a hold of Ford’s birth certificate and is planning to release the story. So now I have to release a statement to the LA Times first to do a little bit of damage control. What I really want to know is who the fuck told TMZ!” He says to me as he tosses his phone on the coffee table. “Well…people were going to find out sooner or later, Blake it’s a child for Christ sake not a puppy. What statement are you going to release to the Times? I say to him. Blake just looks at me with his eyes narrowed. “What?” I say. “I just thought…you know what never mind.” He says “Oh…you thought that I would enrage with you? Blake I’m sorry if I’m coming of as uncaring but you have a son, with another women and if I wasn’t ready to face that reality I wouldn’t still be dating you.” I say to him while scooting closer to him on the couch. “I know but I don’t need this drama bullshit so close to the season starting. I need to focus on my game not this.” He says wrapping his arms around me. “I honestly don’t know what to tell you other than to man up.” I say kissing his cheek. “Fuck…I know babe. I love you to the moon and back. I’m so glad I have you by my side through this.” He says kissing my forehead. “I love you too!”I replied. Later that week the news broke of Blake and Brynn’s son Ford being born, and I kid you not; I was not prepared for the shit storm that came with it. The tabloids and gossip sites had a field day with it, The LA Times were the first to report about it with the statement from Blake, which was the only thing said about the situation from the two of them. It didn’t stop the media for blasting about it and how Blake must have cheated on me with Brynn to get her pregnant and why would he cheat on me with her. There was a lot of negative remarks about Brynn being a gold digger and jealous that Blake was with me and trying split up our relationship. I got my fair share of hate on my instagram and twitter accounts from people calling me stupid for staying with Blake after he cheated on me and maybe I’m after his money too and how I would be the next one pregnant. It got to the point where I just had to get away from it all, so I told Blake that I wanted to fly out to Texas for a little bit to get away from all of the drama for the weekend. He agreed to it after I assured him that I wasn’t planning on breaking up with him. Once in Texas at my parent’s house I had some time to relax, I never thought I’d be so grateful for my parents choosing to live on the outskirts of a small town. The odds of someone knowing who Blake Griffin were slim seeing how in my hometown it’s all about the “Friday Night Lights” aka high school football. But it seemed like I still couldn’t escape the comments on my twitter or instagram pics and I finally lost it. Blake hadn’t answered any of my calls so I just decided fuck it. I posted a picture of a note that I wrote on my instagram: I’m sick of all of the negative comments directed towards me in the wake of Blake and Brynn’s baby news. For the record at the time of conception Blake and I were broken up, so he didn’t cheat on me. Also just because Blake spent the summer with me doesn’t mean that he wasn’t there for Brynn during her pregnancy we both were when she need us. Yes I knew about the baby and decided to stay with Blake because I love him. The fact that some of you people are judging Brynn, Blake and I without knowing the ramifications of the situation is petty and childish. I debated for at least 2 hours on whether or not to post it but since I hadn’t gotten an answer from Blake I decided what the hell I’ll post it anyway. Well it seemed that if I wanted to talk to Blake all I had to do was post that note, he called me within four minutes of me posting it. “Why the fuck would you post that!?!” He bellows to me as soon as I answered the phone. “Whoa der” I say in my Big Sean impression. “I posted it because I was tired of all the negative shit that was being said about you, Brynn and myself. I tried calling you many times today about this but you didn’t answer. “Well I hope you’re happy because the media is having a ball with this information. Next time you decide to do something like this you need to let me know. I have a PR team for a reason to keep my name out as much drama as possible and when you go off on a tangent on your instagram it makes their job harder. So if you would be so kind as to delete that post.” He angrily says to me. “Tell me how you really feel, and no problem.” I say as I hang up on him. I’m not a mess of tears as I read some of the comments on the IG post before I deleted it. I’m upset because since the story has broken it has been about keeping Blake’s name as clean as possible but not about me and how this affects me. I then decided to text Amberly to see if she will pick me up from the airport on Monday. She agrees to but only because she want the details of why I posted what I did and why I all of a sudden deleted it. Since I had a ride I didn’t have to fly back Sunday and have Blake pick me up and he will have practice Monday. When my flight landed in LAX midday Monday, I had numerous text from Blake his brother, and friends, all of which I had ignored. Call me childish but I just didn’t have anything to say to them. “Okay spill it missy.” Amberly says to me once we get home. I tell her everything from when the story broke up until her picking me up from the airport. “Oh wow…so how are you really handling this?” She asked. “I’m barley holding on, silly me I thought the worst was finding out that Blake was the father a month ago when the baby was born but this takes the cake. The fact that everyone is so concerned with Blake and how this makes Blake look and blah blah blah without so much of giving a second thought about me is infuriating.” I say to her. “I bet it is, I’m so sorry that you have to go through this. Hell you’re better than me because I never would have gotten back with him after he told me he slept with that donkey faced bitch.” Amberly says while shaking her head. “Laugh my fucking ass off! You didn’t just call her a donkey face.” I laugh at her. “Yes I did that bitch is a G-o-l-d d-i-g-g-e-r!” She says to me. “Now Amberly.” I start off “No don’t now Amberly me, I ain’t saying she a gold digger but she ain’t getting pregnant for no broke niggas!!” She bust out with. “Oh em gee! Amberly!” I laugh “What this THOT has two different baby daddies that just so happen to be pro athletes. That shit don’t just happen twice by accident. Maybe the first pregnancy was because it was when she was dating Matt, but Blake those two hadn’t dated in years and he was with…on a break with you when they hooked up. Does that seem like a coincidence to you? Cause it sure as hell doesn’t sound like on to me. Plus she sent you that backward ass email about wanting to have a family with Blake and all that other shit.” Amberly says to me while walking into the kitchen. “Hmm…you are right about that ugh but it doesn’t do me much good thinking about something that I can’t change.” I say to her as I hear the doorbell go off. “Who could that be? Can you get the door Lil I need to head out for work.” Amberly says to me as she heads out the garage. I roll my eyes as I walk to the door. I’m slightly shocked to see a fuming Blake standing on the other side of the threshold. “Why the fuck haven’t you been answering your phone or texts?” He says as he barges his way into the foyer. “Umm hello…I needed sometime to myself.” I reply granted it wasn’t the best excuse but an excuse none the less. “You needed time to yourself…hmm…and replying to a simple text to your boyfriend was just too hard for you to do?” He says has he backs me against the wall. “Umm…” Is all I can say. I’m just a little bit flustered by the close proximity of Blake right now. I mean he’s freaking gorgeous but when he’s mad good God this man is just too damn sexy. “Umm, that seems like a logical answer doesn’t it. It seems like someone needs be to taught a lesson.” He says while grabbing my ass rather roughly. I let out a squeal as he does this, next thing I know he has roughly joined his mouth to mine. The grip he has on my ass tightens as he dominates my tongue with his. When he finally breaks the kiss I’m light headed. “Upstairs now!” He growls at me I instantly obey him…I mean how could you not obey a 6’10 sex god telling you get upstairs plus he was giving me the sexy version of the "Blake face". Once in my room Blake grabs me in a rough embrace and leaned in, wasting no time thrusting his thick tongue into my mouth, sucking down on hers. I moaned feeling Blake's growing manhood pushing against me. Picking me up Blake slammed me hard against the wall. As I winced he and broke the kiss to pull my shirt over my head. Blake reached behind me and unclipping my bra, exposing my nipples. Taking one into his mouth, Blake roughly sucked and pulled on the brown bud. Setting me on my feet, he unbuttoned and dragged both my shorts and panties off, leaving me completely naked against the wall. We continued kissing and sucking on each others mouths with fierce urgency. As if we were the source for each others oxygen supply. Blake lifted me up and carried me to the bed, tossing me down, watching my breast bounce around wildly at the force of the fall. I momentarily sat back, quickly trying to catch my breath "And what do you think you're about to do with that belt?" I asked breathless propping herself up on her elbows watching Blake take hold of a one of my belts that was on the floor. "The belt? I can think of a lot of things I'm about to do with this belt." He says to me. "Don't tell me you're scared" he playfully says "Scared of what?" I frowned hoping Blake didn't sense my fear. I had never been tied up before and while the idea did excite me the fear of being completely out of control made me a little hesitant. "You can't run if you're tied up" Blake continued to strip down, letting out a sigh of relief when he dropped his pants and pulled down his underwear, letting his erection go free. "I don't think I've ever run before" I reply, my eyes shooting down to his growing manhood. I couldn't help but lick my lips watching Blake's cock twitch and slightly swing from side to side as he walked around to the other side of the bed. "I promise to untie you if it starts to hurt" Blake assured me and I nodded still staring at his manhood that stood at attention in front of me, trusting his word. "Now turn over" Blake demanded I finally looked up from his cock and stared him in his eyes, challenging him. "Make me" Blake let out a small chuckle before grabbing my arm and swinging me around on the bed onto my stomach. I winced a little as I felt Blake finally climbed on to the bed. Positioning himself behind me. I felt him grab my hips forcing me to my knees making me arch my ass into the air. "Such a nice view." Blake growls into my ear sending shivers down my spine. Blake pulled his hand back and smacked my ass hard causing me to fall forward, a small whimper left left my lips. Reaching around and grabbing both my arms, Blake used the belt to tie them together. Loose enough so it wouldn't hurt but tight enough so I couldn't break loose. With my hands securely tied behind my back Blake leaned forward so he could whisper into my ear. His cock grazing my wet opening I whimpered again, growing anxious. "How bad do you want it, Lilly?" "Blake, please! Don't make me beg" my voice was urgent and heavy. Blake stuck his tongue out and licked my earlobe before retreating back to his original position. My legs were spread. My ass in the air arched up at him, Blake smiled down at the sight in front of him. Running his hands around my ass he griped my cheeks, squeezing it hard. His finger nails pressing deep down into my skin. "Oh Blake" I moaned Next thing I knew I could feel his breath on me next his tongue as he began to lick my clit. I moaned softly into the pillow when Blake slipped two fingers inside of me. Finger fucking me slowly while his tongue assaulted my sensitive clit. Then he stopped removing his fingers and bringing them to his lips. Taking both into his mouth and sucking them dry. "Hmmm" he moaned Teasing my opening with the thick head of his cock, Blake slapped his erection against my core. "Hold still" He told me when I began to squirm around. "God you're soo wet baby" he groans as he entered me, stretching my walls to accommodate his size. Pulling out all the way, Blake teased my opening again before ramming into me hard. "Ooh" I moan Gripping the back of my neck tightly, Blake pushed my face into the pillow, plunging into me, long and hard. Each stroke deeper and harder than the last. His balls slapping against my sensitive core. I buried my face into the pillow biting down on the cotton case, muffling my screams. With my hands tied behind me, Blake had full control over where he wanted my body to go. Still holding on tightly to the back of my neck, using his free hand Blake slapped my ass again. I threw my head back, screaming loudly. "Ahhh YES!" I cried out as my walls gripped him tightly. I was dripping wet, my juices running down my legs and dropping onto the sheets. I don't think I'd every been this wet before. Blake grunted in response, his mind in a daze feeling my pussy pulsating around his cock. My scorching hot, wetness clamping on his dick causing Blake to also throw his head back in pleasure. "Harder, Blake ." I heard myself beg "Fuck" I felt Blake's hands grab onto my hips and dig his nails in fucking with full force. "Shit" he grunted All I could hear was the sounds of our grunts and moans and the bed rocketing forward, beating against the wall. Blake thrusted into me deep and wild, with each stroke he laid into me. I was experiencing a mixture of pain and pleasure. I found myself biting down on my bottom lip, almost drawing blood to hold in my screams. Eventually I couldn't hold it in any longer and cried out into the pillow, wishing my hands weren't tied so I could hold on to anything my fingers could grasp. I could feel my toes involuntarily curling up as I felt each of Blake's strokes hit my gut from the inside out. Each thrust after the next sent shock waves through me but I needed more, I craved more, for it to be harder. "Rougher, Blake . Fuck me harder" I cried out desperately in between moans. Blake slipped out of me letting go of my hips, instead moving his hands up to her hair. Grabbing a fist full Blake yanked me backwards, bringing my sweaty body against his. Pushing me against the headboard, Blake spread my legs even wider, his right hand playing with my clit. His left hand on my breast, twisting at my nipples. Licking a few circles, he bit down on my neck, certain to leave a mark. "Untie me please, Blake " I asked before he could slip back into me. My arms were growing sore and I'm sure there would be bruises from all the pulling I was doing. Blake abided, untying my arms. Turning around, Blake pulled me down and laid me on my back making sure to spread my legs wide open. My stomach flipped as I looked up at him aligning his cock up with my opening. Beads of sweat were dripping down his face and chest as it rose up and down heavily. He had an animalistic look in his brown eyes that turned me on even more. He was teasing me again and I tried to wiggle and squirm to get the head of his cock inside of me which was at the base of my opening. My pussy was pulsating, anxiously waiting for him to plunge into me. Finally he slid into me. We simultaneously let out a loud moan. Blake's hands were on my legs keeping them spread far apart as he stroked into me, pouring all of his energy into fucking the life out of me. My breast vibrating and bouncing to the beat of his thrust. His face was contorted up in pleasure, but there was also a certain determination mixed in his facial features. I looked into his dark eyes and didn't see Blake . The man plunging in and out of me was almost mechanical, his movements sharp and fast. Every hard thrust deliberately made so that I would feel it in every inch of my being. It was almost like he was on the court determined to win. I began to arched my hips up, trying to meet Blake stroke for stroke, my efforts falling short. His movements to rapid and my body too drained and exhausted to keep up. To be honest this was the longest we'd every gone. I knew Blake had stamina being and athlete and all but his self control this time was amazing. I clenched my eyes shut, soft whimpers falling from my lips. I was damn close. I reached my hands around and grabbed Blake's magnificent ass, pushing him in deeper. "Blake" I cried out licking my lips. Blake's hips bucked forward and his movements became wild. Slipping one of his fingers between my legs, Blake lightly grazed his finger over my center causing me to squeal. He pressed down, slightly pinching my center between his two fingers. He used his index finger to made circles around my clit, sending me crashing over the edge. I screamed out his name, telling him how good he felt. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, my body arched up, enjoying the tingling feeling traveling through me. I allowed this orgasm to take over my body. I let out a few more closed mouth moans as Blake still stroked my pussy, before exploding inside of me. His adrenaline run was over, exhaustion suddenly hitting him and he crashed down on top of me. Not minding I ran my fingers up and down his back until he rolled over, laying next to me. "Damn babe...you take rough sex to a hole new level." I panted to him. He wrapped his arms around me and placed kisses on my neck. "Mmhmm I love you so much. I'm sorry for all of this bullshit and taking this out on you when it's not your fault." He says in my ear. "I love you too and I'm sorry for ignoring your text and calls." I reply snuggling into him. It's not long before sleep overcomes both of us.