Chapter 4

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"Nikolas!" I yell running into Nikolas's bathroom hoping that Natalie and Chloe won't run in there after me since Nikolas is in the shower.

"What the hell Tyler?!" He shouts grabbing his towel.

"Nik! They are trying to murder me with a curling iron!" I hide behind Nikolas as he laughs his heart out. Nikolas slips on boxers quickly as we hear Arabella's adorable voice.

"In here sweetie!" Arabella runs through the bathroom doors sobbing her eyes out.

"Bella?" I ask picking her up in my arms. She instantly cuddles her head into my chest.

"What's wrong Princess?" Nikolas asks her as he rubs her back softly.

"Auntie Chloe tried to put dress on me." She sniffles.

"How about I help you put your dress on?" I ask her as she looks up at me not crying anymore.

"Ty Ty help!" She squeals. I start walking to her bedroom to get her dress before making our way to my bedroom. I get dressed and am putting on makeup when she crawls on my lap.

"I want." She says.

"I don't know, Arabella. Daddy might not be happy."

"Pleaseeeee." She begs me. When she gives me her best puppy dog eyes I instantly give in. I barely put eyeshadow and lipgloss on her before helping her into her dress and her adorable shoes. I put my heels on as Nikolas knocks on my door.

"Come in!" I shout. Nikolas walks in as I sit down to style my hair.

"You both look stunning." He says picking up his little girl. "Is this makeup I see?"

"Daddy! Ty Ty did my makeup for me!" The little girl calls me out almost instantly.

"You look beautiful, Arabella. Thank you Tyler for dealing with my little munchkin."

"She isn't hard to deal with Nikolas. She has great manners."

"We must get going. Everyone is here already."

Nikolas, Arabella and I all walk to the ballroom door.

"It will be ok, Tyler. Just take one step at a time." Nikolas tells me as the doors open. Everyone gasps when they see me enter with them.

You see...it's been two years since I've even stepped foot in Italy. Every time I got a offer to travel to Italy for tour, I declined.

"Our Queen has returned!" They all shout.

"Yes, she has but she might be leaving again." Nikolas says sadly. He is very good at hiding his sadness from everyone but me. I can read him like a open book.

"I won't be leaving for a while though. So until then I'm back in Italy." I announce with my voice booming. Everyone cheers.

"Thank you all for coming on short notice. It means a lot to me. Especially to see us all back together as a big family. After all, the Italian Mafia is unstoppable!" I shout. I look at Nikolas and nod my head at him before walking onto the stage and getting a microphone.

"This is a song I wrote this morning. It's called 'I'm Coming Home'."

I take a deep breath. As the music starts playing behind me.

"I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Tell the world I'm coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Tell the world that I'm coming
I'm back where I belong, yeah I never felt so strong (yeah)
(I'm back baby)
I feel like there's nothing that I can't try
And if you with me put your hands high
If you ever lost a life before
(High, hands),
This one's for you
(And if you with me put your hands high, hands, high)
And you, and you, and you, and you
(Your dreams are filled, you're rapping with the best)
I'll be home soon
I hear "The Tears of a Clown"
I hate that song
I always feel like they talking to me when it comes on (come on)
Another day another dawn
Another Keisha, nice to meet ya, get the math I'm gone
What am I 'posed to do when the club lights come on
It's easy to be Puff, but it's harder to be Sean
What if the twins ask why I ain't marry their mom (why, damn!)
How do I respond?
What if my son stares with a face like my own
And says he wants to be like me when he's grown
Shit, but I ain't finished growing
Another night the inevitable prolongs
Another day another dawn (come on)
Just tell Keisha and Taresha I'll be better in the morn'
Another lie that I carry on
I need to get back to the place I belong
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Tell the world I'm coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Tell the world that I'm coming... home
A house is Not a Home, I hate this song
Is a house really a home when your loved ones is gone
And ****** got the nerve to blame you for it (come on)
And you know you woulda took the bullet if you saw it (that's right)
But you felt it and still feel it
And money can't make up for it or conceal it
But you deal with it and you keep ballin' (that's right)
Pour out some liquor, play ball and we keep ballin'
Baby we've been living in sin 'cause we've been really in love
But we've been living as friends (yeah)
So you've been a guest in your own home (come on)
It's time to make your house your own
Pick up the phone, come on
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Tell the world I'm coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Tell the world that I'm coming... home
"Ain't No Stopping Us Now", I love that song
Whenever it comes on it makes me feel strong
I thought I told y'all that we won't stop
We back cruising through Harlem, these ol' blocks
It's what made me, saved me, drove me crazy
Drove me away then embraced me
Forgave me for all of my shortcomings
Welcome to my homecoming
Yeah, it's been a long time coming
Lot of fights, lot of scars, lot of bottles
Lot of cars, lot of ups, lot of downs
Made it back, lost my dog (I miss you BIG)
But here I stand (here I stand), a better man!
(A better man)
Thank you Lord (Thank you Lord)
Thank you all!
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Tell the world I'm coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Tell the world that I'm coming... home"

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I'm Coming Home by Skylar Grey

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