California Love

Chapter Six

|Jayceon's POV|
Tiffney called me up and told me she wanted to talk in person. Although we weren't engaged anymore, I still respected her wishes and supported her. Just because we weren't together didn't mean I had any right to disrespect her. She's still the mother of my children. We met up at a Starbucks, not far from my house.

"Hey Jay," she smiled. I gave her a hug before we got into line.

"So I wanted to talk about the kids," she announced, skimming the menu. She ordered a latte with soy milk instead of whole milk after I ordered my lemonade. I haven't been to Starbucks a whole lot and that was the tastiest and familar looking thing on the menu.

"I wanna see them more often," she spoke up once again before we sat down. I looked at her, speechless.

"I thought you were okay with how often you see them now?" I laughed in disbelief before I took a sip of my lemonade.

"Obivously, I'm not."

Wait. Why she get smart with me?

"You only see them when you have time, Tiffney. You always out with your friends or throwing some party for a fundraiser or whatever," I started to raise my voice.

"Well Jayceon, when I do have time, I'm with them. They're always with you! When will they see their mother? And the fundraisers that I have are for a good cause."

"Whenever you get the time of fucking day to see them!"

"Jayceon, I met you here to have a harmless conversation. I thought we agreed to have a peaceful relationship outside of the engagement? We all know it wasn't peaceful when we were together," she took a sip of her latte. She thought she was slick, sipping her latte like Kermit be sipping his tea.

"It wasn't? Bullshit. I gave you everything you wanted, supported you through everything and every hobby you had, I treated you right Tiffney. You could never see that. Hell, I ain't sure if you ever will," I raised my voice once again. Now everyone could hear us and all eyes were locked on us.

"You gave me everything I wanted? You gave me a broken nose and I surely did not want that!" I glared at her once she said that. There's two sides to every story. Tiffney wasn't telling her side correctly.

"I ain't give you shit. I never laid a damn finger on you."

"Of course you didn't, Jayceon. Of course you didn't. This is the reason why I walked away from you, Jayceon. You are the main reason I left," she spat at me.

She grabbed her purse and stormed out. I watched her as she pulled away with an angry look on her face. She always blamed the relationship failing on me. Sometimes she had me thinking, maybe I really did, but it's not a one way street. I looked around at all the eyeballs that were piercing my skin. I grabbed my lemonade and walked out to my car. Of course, cameras everywhere.

"Game, what happened between you and Tiffney? Are y'all getting back together," they badgered me with questions that I didn't want to hear.

"Man, get the fuck out my face with allat. I ain't tryna deal witchall muhfuckas today," I shouted back at them while getting into my Porsche. Fucking hate paparazzi, but that's the life you live when you're a celebrity.

|Kristyana's POV|

"Mason, are you ready? Your parents are waiting," I shouted. He came trampling down the stairs, still putting on his jacket.

"Boy we were supposed to be gone a half hour ago! They're meeting us at 2:30, Abram. Let's get a move on," I nagged him.

"Okay, damn." I damn near skipped out the door, rushing to the car. "Who's car," he frantically asked.

"Mine. Do you even have your keys?"

"No, I left them inside. Let's go. My mom gone be mad," he grabbed my hand and almost yanked my arm out my socket. We pulled up to a burger joint in Calabasas, Johnny Rockets. We spotted his parents and made our way over to them.

"Mason always late," his mom scoffed. "I'm sorry, Mom. I took a longer shower than expected. So how y'all been," he grinned. I looked out the corner of my eye & peeped his stepdad eyeballing me. We talked for 5 minutes before the waitress came to our table. "Can we start you off with any starters," she asked grinning ear to ear at Mason. Bitch better quit eyeballing him. "Not for us," his mom answered. We went over the menu and agreed on the bacon cheese fries.

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We ordered our main dishes and chowed down.

"So Mason, have you thought about marriage," his mom asked. I shot glare at him. Damn, I ain't know she was gonna ask him about marriage.

"It's been a thought, but we're just taking our time for now," he responded. She nodded and smiled.

"You guys were always such good friends. Meant to be together. Almost everyday, y'all walk out of school together," she smiled. He gripped my thigh under the table and smiled at me. Now I understand why these hoes can't stop looking at my baby.