Obstacles [BOOK 3]

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oop, my bad, here yall go. imma tryyyy, keyword? tryyyy. to get a double for the trouble <3

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Kelly

Turning on the Ninja, it soon began spinning my fruits, making a strawberry and watermelon gelato. The machine was loud as I don't know what but the results? Like no other.

I turned around, going to throw the watermelons outer layer away and jumped out of my skin when Phoebe was standing close in proximity. My hand went to my chest. "Baby-- you scared me."

"I'm sorry." She pouted and her eyes went down to the ground, her words almost inaudible due to the volume of the Ninja.

She'd been way more sensitive since the fertility treatments began and I know it has been stressing my baby out but she's been putting her best foot forward every time. When I realized she didn't plan on moving, I instead did the moving. Grabbing her hand and pulling her into me, I kissed her softly. My actions gained me a smile from her end.

"How are you feeling?"

"Nauseous. Very nauseous. My heads still killing me..." P's eyes shut tightly as she placed a hand to her head. Hurrying to turn off my Ninja, it soon became silent in the room. She sat on the bar bench and I watched as she placed her head down. "Why did no one tell me this would be so bad?"

"It just works different for everyone. That's all."

"Still could have gotten a warning." Phoebe groaned as she glanced up at me. "How's the thing with your sisters going?"

"Just about as great as your thing with your sisters."

We both chuckled, hers coming out with more strain than my own. "Sarah and Janet have been blowing me up trying to get me to convince Kyrin to sign those papers for the lawsuit. Janet told me if she doesn't sign within the next two business days that they'll move forward without her."

"And that's what you want to do?"

"What?"

"Is suing your sister what you want to do?"

"I would honestly like to beat her ass... suing is the nicest thing I can do to her at this moment." She seemed to become more perplexed. "I mean how dare she Kelly? How dare she place things into a stupid ass book about us? I understand it was the truth— or her truth in her lenses but fuck... how she do us like that? How she do me like that?"

"I'm sorry baby."

She waved me off softly. "No. No. There's nothing you need to apologize for. You didn't do anything. It's her ass that needs to do the damn apologizing... but even then it fixes nothing for me. She still did what she did and there's no taking those books off the shelves."

My response became stagnant once the doorbell beat my words. I asked softly. "Expecting someone?"

"No. You?"

"Uh uh." Picking up my phone, I pulled up my cameras and internally yelled when I noticed it was Michelle. "I'll be back."

Walking to my front door, I opened it but didn't allow her in. Michelle looked at me in pure fury. "Are you on her side?!"

"I'm not taking any sides here Mickey."

"Well then move out of my way so I can vent about it!"

"No Mickey. Phoebe isn't taking well to her IVF and her heads hurting. We can talk on the back porch if you want."

She mugged me. "You always take Bey's side."

"Not true. I remember you two being team each other when it came to a certain performance we had."

"Is she not wrong?"

She is.

"I'm not in this Mickey."

"She told me I was being over dramatic."

Eh. I can see it.

"Listen, you two just need to talk."

Michelle shook her head. "That persona in her head that she's the only busy Bey in the world is utterly ridiculous."

It is.. but she's been like that since birth. It's either take it or leave it at this point.

"Mickey.."

"Kelly, I'm going back home. You aren't any help."

"Listen, I'm not on any one's side here. I know that you two can figure this out."

"Girl." Michelle grabbed the keys from her jacket pocket and turned around. Walking away, she shouted. "I'm not letting it go until I get an apology, goodbye Kelly!"

Shaking my head as she got into her vehicle, I found myself chuckling to no one but me. Lord knew that my sisters and I had that bad dramatic streak in us— especially when it came to us arguing over little things. I watched her drive away before walking back inside the house.

Phoebe was still in the kitchen and I remembered her last statement and brought it back up. "Sorry for the interruption, Mickey was angry but honestly, I do not blame you for being that upset. Your sister cool and all but she had my name up in her book too, so she definitely not my cup of tea at the moment. I agree with Janet— hell she called and I told her to add my name to the suit."

My girlfriend laughed and soon placed her hand to her head. "Seriously Kel, these headaches? Worse than ever."

"I'm sorry love." I knew that the meds they'd given her prevented me from being able to give her something else to counter her symptoms.

She'd been serious about us having another child and I had to give it to her, she'd been dedicated to it. We'd been talking during one of our sessions and she'd mentioned motherhood. It was something I hadn't expected from her because of all the time we'd spent together, including almost every day that I'd had Titan, P had never mentioned anything of the sort. So for her to let "I want to be a mother. A real mother. I want to experience the feeling of being able to know that a flower in a human form is blossoming into some form of love that I produced, you know?" fall from her lips so smoothly— it had left me speechless for a moment.

It transitioned into her asking my opinion on having a second child and the goofiest most bashful grin not being able to get off my face. The thought that she not only wanted a child but a child with me? It had left me feeling so... honored.

Completely and utterly honored. The thought of a family with Phoebe growing by one just made me feel gitty in the inside. Like no way I had somehow managed to find someone who could make me feel so safe in every form of my being. No way I had somehow found the perfect stanza to every piece of poetry I'd ever bestowed my eyes upon. She was in itself a blessing that I'd never stop speaking on and even in that moment the words fell from my lips so gracefully.

I found myself kissing her forehead and soon smiling softly. "I for one feel like those symptoms means our baby's in there."

Her eyes went wide. "Baby, you're going to jinx it. Don't jinx it."

"Not jinxing, just stating it so maybe God heard."

She giggled. "Well in that case, state on."