"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to Malsia, happy birthday to you." Everyone sung. She happily blew out all of her candles and looked at all of her family surrounding her. I'm extremely blessed to have experienced this life and I can't imagine what things would be like if I was still coming home to my family at different hours of the night and morning. She has showed me a lot of things and I used to always cry because I messed up by getting pregnant but I'm glad that I did because I met my angel that I love with everything inside of me. She's my heart, my first born, my everything and I'm so thankful that I met Corey because I never would have been here, celebrating her 2nd birthday. Him and I may not get along but I won't allow him to take happiness away from my daughter and I'm trying my hardest to give her everything I didn't have.
"I don't want you to grow up and leave mommy," I mumbled to her.
"I'm not leaving, mommy," she said. I smiled and kissed her nose.
Michael stuck his index finger in his slice of the cake and wiped the icing across my lips. As for him, he annoys me at times but that doesn't take away from how much I love him. We have been through a lot, we have did things we both regret but that is behind us and things have changed tremendously. I'm thankful for him because he made me realize-along with Malasia-that the clubs weren't the place for a woman like me. I was sent that oppurtunity of being in a video for a reason. I had to meet the love of my life which is Michael. We needed to settle down and love one another and that's exactly what we are doing. I look down on every other person because I know they don't get to have what Michael and I have. They'll never get to cry on his shoulder whenever times are tough or kiss him whenever they feel because I own that. He's all mine and I don't ever want him to give anyone what he has given me.
"I'll lick it off," he said. Pasionaye nudged him then passed me a napkin.
"Happy birthday, li'l bit," Amare said to Lasia. She giggled and I smiled up at him.
He has changed a lot also. He told our parents about him smoking and that was dealt with immediately. Amare began doing his work in school and even started going with this cute girl. I'm proud of him and hope that he can keep it up. He and Brandon still hang around one another and Brandon is doing better also. We don't speak as much though because I'm afraid he may try something and I'm not about to risk my relationship with Michael even though Brandon is intellectual.
Yaris has apologized to me and I know we'll never be as close as we used to be but I still love her and wish her the best of luck in whatever she does. I'm not a hater and I taught myself to stop letting people trampling over me. If she wouldn't have been so rude about her feelings then we could be here celebrating with one another, but change is good, I guess. I think that we're just alike and that's why we can never agree on anything. That's going to always be my girl forever but we both know we need a break from each other. I'm just happy that I don't have to hear her downing my man every time we talk.
"Happy birthday, baby." Momma kissed Malasia's cheek and handed her a small velvet box. I knew it was a necklace because I helped pick it out. I'm not sure if she'll wear it and be careful because she's two but I still want her to have it. Momma and Daddy weren't too harsh on Michael like I expected when they all first met, and they made good conversation with him. Amare treats him like a brother he never had and I like to see them bond with one another. Pasionaye got to meet my parents and Momma loosened up for her. They love each other.
Speaking of Momma, we sat down and had a talk with one another and she confessed to me that the reason why she was so bitter towards strippers is because Daddy cheated on her with one whenever she was pregnant with me.
He regretted it so much and told me how much that certain woman disrespected herself and how much men disrespected her. He told me that he would hate for me to ever end up her like her. People degraded her and she paid no mind to it but she always admitted to my father how upset she was and how badly she just wanted to be loved. I didn't think that the story pertained to anything going in my life because I never slept with any of the boys at the club but I did want to be loved and accepted just like everyone else.
The clubs did show me a lot, though. I learned that not everyone is trustworthy, you will not find love in a club and everyone tends to get into your damn business no matter how secretive you are. There's a lot going on for me right now and I'm glad to be living.
Point is that I'm happy and I love my life and the positivity that surrounds me. I'm a good person with a good heart who was blessed with a wonderful life. I've been through hell and back but somehow I still managed to continue putting a smile on my face and dealing with it. I'm no saint and I'm not trying rid of my past and never act like it happened because it lives with me. If I ever had the chance to sit with anyone who went or is currently going through what I did then I'd tell them this: "People say that strippers can and never will amount to anything or prosper in life but I'm living proof that you should always keep your head up and continue marching because after every storm is sunshine."
I know y'all weren't expecting me to end so soon but I wanted to move onto my other stories in the works and thought this was a pretty good way to end this. Comment and vote, please and thank you. Oh & please go read my new story "A Goonette's Allegiance"
