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Chapter TWENTY NINE - Bad 2 Better

Chapter TWENTY NINE-

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Aliyah

It's been a whole week since Andre woke up and this has been one of the best weeks of my life. Nothing could bring me down from the feeling of having the love of my life back in my life. This feeling is something that I can't shake, and I don't want too any time soon. Having Andre alive just means the world to me. I've been spending as much time as I can with him, to make up for those three months of heart ache I'd been through.

Andre is slowly, but surely gaining some of his memory back. He remembers certain names and faces, but not dates and some other important things that he's supposed to know. It was okay because each and everyday we are bonding and I'm surely bringing his memory back. The more we talk about the past things, the more that he remembers and I'm happy about that. As long as he's alive and breathing then we good. That was a wake up call for me.

I was riding in the car after dropping Amani off at school. I was on my way to see Andre at the hospital, but I decided to stop and get him something to eat before heading over there. I drove into McDonald's parking lot and found an empty space. I grabbed my purse before stepping out of the car into the March cool air. It was beginning to warm up just a bit, but that didnn't stop me from wearing my jet black tights, black leather knee high boots, Andre's red basketball jersey, and my leather biker jacket to tie it all together. I looked cute today and I was going to flaunt it with a huge smile on my face, because I had a big reason to smile.

As I walked up to the door, someone approached me with a camera, pen and pad in their hands. I already knew that it was simply paparazzi trying to get some details to go and run to TMZ or MediaTakeOut with. I sighed dramatically as I stopped and looked at the young boy that stood in front of me. These people have been out for me for a while and I've been telling them the same two words for three months, 'No Comment.'

"Mrs.Holmes, how does it feel to have Andre back?" he said into his recorder and held it closer to my mouth, to hear every word that I'd say. I looked at him with a blank expression while deciding if I wanted to speak or not. If I didn't they'd keep coming back, but if I did maybe they would just leave us alone for a while, which I highly doubt. I was tired of having to deal with them all, so I decided to share the news with the media, even though they already had gotten the scoop. We had to beef up Andre's security, because these females claiming to be his wife are ridiculous.

"It feels good to have my fiance back, so that we can continue to grow and take care of our daughter as we move to plan this wedding of ours." I said trying to sound as cheerful as possible, but in reality I really just wanted to get out of here so I could see my man. He wrote something down on his pad and began to talk to me once again. I rolled my eyes and shifted from foot to foot.

"At such a young age, do you really think you can battle being married to a star basketball player, have a daughter, and continue in your career as well? It seems like a bit much for a young girl like yourself, the world wants to know, because they beg to differ."

My mouth hung open and I took offence to that question. Seems that I missed this segment about myself not being able to handle my lifestyle. I got angry just that quick and now I was regretting telling him anything about me and mine. I pinched the bridge of my nose in attempts at calming me down as I stood there in front of him. After I was sure that I could finally speak, I did so and gave him and the world a piece of my mind.

"I may be 23, but I can handle my family and our lifestyles very well. I don't give a damn about you or what the world has to say about me and mine, because our bills stay paid, our daughter is taken care of, and we are living how we want to live, so your opinions don't even matter in my life. Now, what you guys need to do is find a damn life and stop feeding off of what me and my fiance do for a living. Get you some damn business and stay the fuck out of mine. Good day sir," I finished and opened the door, entering McDonald's and leaving him with a shocked expression.