*Blu Jay's P.O.V.*
Wednesday,September 4
I haven't been home in two weeks. Before Monica even decided to pull a Baddies South stunt, I haven't been home. But I did get word from Dontaé that she supposedly 'Bernadine Harris' my shit, but instead of burning my clothes she bleached them and threw them in the pool.
Damn. That was well over $100,000 of clothing destroyed over a chick I'm not sleeping with. At least not yet, I might make my move in Vegas. After she took her finals exam I told her that we're going to Vegas. She was stunned with excitement and couldn't wait to blow off some stress. I could understand that I brought most of it on with my ongoing relationship with Monica
Should I end it with Monica? Am I done? We've invested this house, this wedding and time to show our commitment to marriage. Where would it lead? To children? To misery? To dreadful misery? What about Amilea? Why waste her youth?
Just have fun with her...
But she already sees her life with me. I pulled into the driveway of my house, parked the truck and stop the engine. I hopped out the Jeep and saw Monica's car in the driveway along with a moving truck and two other vehicles parked in front of the house.
The front door was wide open and there were people coming in and out of the house with boxes of clothes, furniture and other possessions
"Well look who's home. Good morning Blu Jay, how are you feeling?" Desrea asked as she walked towards me.
"She called you..." I said, I rolled my eyes and looked around the house and she rearranged everything. Things when from contemporary to modern, this was a staging
"Are you selling my house?" I asked her as I looked at the different furniture and features installed into areas previously things were
"Oh no, according to you your estate manager or whatever Dontaé is to you, we aren't allowed to remove any items from the property unless they were purchased from any other third party companies with proper documentation if we're not owners of the property." She explained to me and I shrugged her off
"So that means redesigning my house? Where's Monica?" I asked her and she smirked at me with intent
"She's in the master." She said and continued to work with someone else. I walked towards the stairs and heard faint giggles and talking, I made my way closer to the bedroom and opened the door and seen Monica and Mona smoking weed and drinking wine in the master bathroom
"Look it's the man of the house. Broken house..." she said drunkly and then giggled with her sister who was clearly drunk and high as well
"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked her confused, because what was the point of all of this
"I'm drowning my sorrows! What the fuck does it look like!? I'm sad, can you not see... you're leaving me for a college student, good luck with your millennial" she said and she gulp down her glass of wine and takes a puff of her joint and passes it to her sister
"Monica, you and your family need to get out my house before midnight. I'll text Dontaé and have him send you the bill for my clothes and insight on your departure. I expect your stuff gone by the end of the week. She was devastated, and so was I just now seeing her like that, it was chilling. But it needed to be done now sooner rather than later, even though Sidney packed my bag for Vegas; I needed to pack up for Amilea's apartment.
I told her she could come spend the week at my house when we get back so she needs her own closet and dressers. Which is the main reason why Monica has to move out
"Dontaé please escort Monica and her family off the estate along with her possessions effectively immediately at Midnight. Make sure she has a copy of the deed and the property authorization report." I said to him on the service intercom in my home study. Shortly after that awkward moment in my own home I drove away back to Brooklyn
*Benjamin's P.O.V.*
I was sitting in the lobby of the Women's Health Medical Center with Lauren, as I dialed Blu's number countless of times hoping he would answer. I finally decided to give up I guess I couldn't blame him for not coming but damn I wanted him here.
"Thank you for being here. Sorry about how our last conversation ended and I just wanted you to understand how important this means to me" Lauren said as she notices the tension in my face.
"I know thanks." I smiled at her as my mind still went back to Blu.
"Am I wrong to be upset with him?" I asked myself out loud
"What?" Lauren asked me confused.
He should be telling me what I needed to hear instead me telling her of what she wanted to hear.
"Lauren Lin" a nurse called out as Lauren and I stood to our feet, I looked at the door one last time in hopes Blu would appear but he didn't. We followed the nurse into the outpatient area and was escorted to our room
"So, please remove clothing from the waste down and put on this patient dress and socks. After you're finished please come to the scale." The nurse said to her and Lauren followed suit. My phone vibrates to notify me that it was a text from Blu
Blu: Nigga you done had two kids by this chick, you should have known that she was going to keep this one... handle ya business like a big boy and meet us at the airport
What if I didn't want another baby? Damn, what if I didn't wanna be here right now. I should have asked my momma to come up here instead of Blu selfish ass. Nah, my momma still don't like Lauren fast tail ass.
Lauren and the nurse finished her physical portion of her pregnancy visit and comes back into the room with her doctor and she lays down on the table and shows her stomach
"So Lauren would you like to know what you are having?" Her doctor said to her as Lauren began to beam with excitement.
"Yea where ready," I said looking down at Lauren.
"Congratulations you are having a baby girl." The doctor said with excitement, Lauren screamed and leaned up and hugged me. What the fuck! Another girl! Obviously this is a punishment. I do make some beautiful baby girls on God; I was so happy for her and I was even happier that I decided to show up.
The doctor printed out some pictures for us as she cleaned off Lauren's belly. Lauren scheduled her next appointment and then we were free to go. Walking out the office neither one of us said a word to each other until it was time for us to part.
"So um thanks for coming." Lauren thanked me again
"I didn't do it for you I did it for the baby," I said as I attempted to walk away.
"Hold on do you have to be so cruel," she said while she grabbed at my arm.
"What do you expect from me? I won't be the man you want me to be, I have to go." I pulled myself away from her as I walked towards my black G-Wagon Mercedes.
"Wait was there a bitch in the car the entire time?!" Lauren said as she stopped in the middle of the parking lot, I smirked as I got into my truck and put the gears in drive.
Yes, her name is Julianne she's a red headed mixed breed and her pussy taste like honey. I had the nerve to bring a female here, but she had the nerve to call me at the last minute for something. At least I left the bitch in the car with the air on.
"Don't tell me how to live my life." I said to her rolling down my window and I pulled off recklessly.
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