New Beginning

CHAPTER FORTY THREE

Chris
Mr. Lee blew at me before he pulled off with Raya. She was going to her parents house to see her children for the day. I locked my door and went back to the kitchen to join my mom. She was cleaning up from the dinner she made last night. It was worth all the hype too.
"I like that one Chris," she told me wiping down the counters. She didn't look up at me, but she knew I was listening so she continued. "Although this is a very interesting situation you've gotten yourself involved in with I still feel like there's something special about Raya. She's been hurt, but I've raised you to love it out of her. You're a good man Chris. Mama's so proud of you," she smiled warmly making me smile as well.
"I love you ma and I'm glad you're here," I gave her a small kiss. Her dimples deepened as her smile grew wider.
"I love you too my angel."

Raya
My breath became a little shaky as I waited for my dad to come outside with the twins. To me, there was never going to be a good time to have this conversation, but it was going to get done. In a perfect world, I wanted Danny and I to be at a mature enough stage to be able to have this conversation with our children together. Real life always reminded me that perfect would never exist.

"Hey mommy," Danielle climbed in my dad's truck with her butterfly backpack hanging off her shoulders. Ryan was loudly chatting with my dad about this new video game he wanted.

"Hey baby girl," I kissed her cheek. "And hello son nice to see you too."

"Hey mom. Can you buy me a new game please? I got an A on my math test," Ryan didn't hesitate to get right to his point.

"I'll see Ryan. You guys want to go on a picnic?"

"Yeaaah!"

"Alright then," I chuckled at their pure reactions. "Let's go grandpa."

Thirty minutes later

"I don't think I can do this dad," I said fidgeting around in the wheelchair. I felt a dull pain rest in the pit of my stomach and it also felt like my meds were wearing off from the slight pain that crept up my leg.
"Baby," my dad looked me in my eyes sternly. "You can do and you will do this. Your children love you and that will never change. Now I'm going to sit over there and take a few phone calls," he told me pointing to a bench that was further away from the kids and I. I sat there biting my lip not saying anything back. He took that as his cue to push me closer to the twins. They were happily playing in the sandbox without a care in the world. Dad kissed my temple before he walked off.

After a couple of minutes of just watching them play, Ryan forced me to talk after asking me a question. "Why haven't you been at home mama? Daddy sleeps in the room by himself."
"Yeah, daddy doesn't tuck us in the bed like you do at night. Plus, we want you to read us stories like you always do," Danielle included.
"Well," I began and grew quiet again for a moment trying to figure out how to word my thoughts in a way they could understand. "You remember that time we were talking about moms and dads not being happy with each other anymore?"
"Yes. There divorces."
"Right,"I nodded. "Your dad and I have been feeling unhappy with each other for a long time now. Sometimes we get too angry with one another."

"Do you fight each other? Like how me and Dani do," Ryan asked with wide, innocent eyes.

"First of all, stop fighting each other. Your brother and sister. If the world ever goes bad, you two need to have others back forever. You two are supposed to love each other," I corrected them with a shake of my finger. "And to answer the question,no we don't fight like you two we just don't agree with each other most times. We're friends, but we're growing apart. Mommy and daddy aren't making each other happy anymore so we decided we need to find our happiness in our own way without each other really being together."

"Like a divorce," Danielle asked in a sad tone after there was a quiet pause for a while. Her head hung low which means she would be crying soon. She usually kept her head down from others when she was on a verge of tears. I could feel her little sadness from here as she made my heart break.

"Yeah baby, a divorce," I answered lowly. "Daddy and mommy have to live their own lives. It'll be better that way. But it doesn't change anything, we still love you very much."

"It's noo-oo-t tt tthee same," Ryan whimpered stuttering over his words. Tears were already spilling down his joyful little cheeks.
"Yes it will be baby," I reasoned. "Mommy's going to get another place with a pool. You guys can have two pools! How cool is that?"
Before I knew it Danielle was wailing loudly. Some of the other children and parents started to take glances at her. Ryan began crying as well, leaving me there with two sad kids in the middle of the park.
"Shh - shhh," I tried to comfort them in a hushed tone. "Stop crying for mommy." That only made them cry harder. I frantically looked around for my father.
"Daddy!"
He spoke something into his phone before he quickly placed his phone in his pocket so he could jog over to us.
"What happened," he asked.
"Just get them in the car dad," I sighed putting my hand on my forehead.  I felt like shit.

Later That Day
My dad wheeled me up to Chris's front door. He and Chris spoke to one another as Chris held the door open wide enough to allow us in.
"Alright here we go," my dad groaned trying to push the chair around to face him. "I'm about to head on out. Remember, it's going to be okay baby girl.  I love you. Alright? You need me, call me." He kissed my cheek and afterwards, gave Chris a handshake. "Good seeing you Chris."
"You too sir," Chris smiled politely and let me dad out.
"What mama J cooking," I asked him when he returned. He gave me a funny look.
"Well damn can I get a hey babe or something first? You haven't seen me all day you know?"
"Ohh yes my bad. Hey babe how are you? Good? Good. Sooo whatcha mama cooking?"
He stale faced me. "Can you stop being a fat ass for 5 seconds? Damn. I'm trying to tell you I ran you a bath so we need to get you in the tub before the water gets cold."
"You're so good to me Brown. What would a girl do without you?"
"Good question Lee, probably be deprived," he shrugged. He began pushing me down the hall to the guest bathroom.
"Deprived of what," I turned around looking up at him.
"Of this good dick of course. You didn't even know what you were missing until I got inside you."
"Maurice I heard that," Mama J yelled from the kitchen. "Don't make me throw a skillet at your manish ass. You not that grown!"
"Damn," he whispered lowly busted as hell. "Sorry mama!"
The both of us giggled to ourselves like little children as mama J continued to go off on Chris. It was hilarious.

"Alright right big head, you ready to do this," he asked me when we got in the bathroom.

"Take this off daddy," I seductively tugged at my shirt. He chuckled shaking his head at me.

"Little girl, you gone keep on and ole girl won't be the only one pregnant."
He pulled my shirt over my head. I then unfastened my bra making him looking at my breasts. He licked his lips admiring them.
"When I get you to myself the way I want it's over with," he warned. I bit my lip just thinking about having him back inside of me. It's been a while since I've done anything obviously so I'm very vulnerable. This man could look at me a certain way and I'll probably be pregnant. I really can't to wait to fuck his brains out. I'm actually quite excited. My thoughts humored me a little so I let out a giggle.
"What's funny," he asked. I smiled innocently.
"Nothing babe. Just get me in the tub."

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