Chapter 12

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Rodkevious

I laid there staring at the ceiling, as Janelle laid exhaustingly on my chest. I listened to her light snores and smiled to know that I had my wife back. I rubbed her arm softly in an up down motion and reminisced on the times we had, my smile slowly drifted away when reality came to hit me in the face. I still have the press on my back. I still have this stupid ass story about me and Danyella out, and she claims she's pregnant with my child. And worse of all I don't fully have Janelle's trust.

She sighed and woke up and looked up at me. "Good morning". I said to her.

She sat up and looked at me with discomfort. "What's wrong Janelle"? I questioned with anxiety.

"We need to talk". She said.

Janelle

I been thinking a lot. I believe the best thing for me to do is go back home, to Chicago. I need to get away from tabloids, drama, he say she say, and reality. Even though I'm deeply in love with Rodkevious, I can't stay here in Miami right now. Me and Italy need to get away from this.

I sat up and looked Rodkevious in the face. I was a little uneasy with what I was about to discuss with him, because I don't know how he'd take it.

"We need to talk"! I said addressing him. He looked uncomfortable, like he was scared about what I was about to say.

"What's on your mind"? He asked anxiously.

"Um, I'm thinking about moving back home, to Chicago"! I assured him.

"What"!? He asked in disbelief.

"Well, I believe it's best for me and Italy to-" my sentence was cut short. I could see the rage that was forming on Rod's face.

"No, your not taking my daughter anywhere. You think you gone take Italy 20 hours away from me? 1,380 miles away from my daughter? Hell nah Janelle. I can't be that far away from my daughter and my wife. Why you trynna leave me"? He questioned.

"Rod, I can't deal with all this motherfucking drama here in Miami. I can't get a break, I don't feel safe here Rodkevious". I assured him.

He sat there with tight jaws. "No Janelle"! He said.

"No"? I questioned. "You don't tell me what the fuck to do. What the fuck do you mean no"!? I questioned angrily.

"I mean no like I said. You ain't leaving me Janelle, if you go then I'll leave with you but I'd be damned if you leave Miami with my motherfucking child"! He screamed coldly at me.

I shook my head in disbelief, and laughed at the ignorance before my face. "Im leaving, whether you like the shit or not"! I said closing conversation.

"We'll see about that"! He said leaning back against the head board.

Daniella

I covered up the very noticeable bruises with makeup and fixed my hair into a tight bun. I was publicly announcing my pregnancy in an open interview with RoxFort and I was very excited.

I dressed professionally and headed to the station to be interviewed.

I was greeted by a publisher and escorted to a nearby rounded table with studio cameras and mic.

"You can sit there"! She instructed. "The meeting will start shortly". She finished. I smiled weakly and thanked her.

"Water? Wine"? She offered.

"Hmmm, wine". I insisted.

Soon I was accompanied by Jessica Vale and Micheal Dorsey, and the interview began.

"We are live here at RoxFort with Miss Danyella Davis. I'm Jessica Vale and we are here to give you all the tea on Danyella and the basketball star Rodkevious Mitchell. Hello Danyella"...

"Hi"! I sang cheerfully in the mic.

"Glad to have you"! "Glad to be here"! I returned.

The meeting went on and on, and the questions they asked were very personal but I ain't mind telling.

"So how long have you and Rodkevious been seeing each other". She questioned.

I laughed abruptly in the mic and adjusted my posture in the chair. I cleared my throat and answered. "Well, we had sex only once, but I'm actually his trainer, well used to be his trainer... Now, I'm like his baby momma"! I laughed.

"Wooaaaaahh, baby momma! You heard it here folks, from the sources mouth. Rodkevious Mitchell has a "baby momma".." Jessica Vale announced. I giggled at her sarcasm and prepared for the next question I was going to be asked.

"So, how do you feel about his wife, Janelle? Her attacking you while your pregnant"? She asked.

"Fuck her, that fucking bitch should be in jail for attacking a pregnant woman. Hell, it's not my fault she wasn't putting it down right and her man had to come and beat this pussy up".

Their eyes widened at my response and went to commercial break. The room was filled with an awkward silence as Jessica Vale and Michael Dorsey seemed uneasy by what I had just said live on air.

The interview was over and I grabbed my things and left. The two thanked me from coming and wished me luck.

Rodkevious

I'm more than upset that Janelle decided to move back to Chicago. I refuse to let her leave, and especially with Italy.

I laid against the head board as she completely disobeyed my answer, and said she was going to leave anyway.
"We'll see about that"! I announced.

Why would she even want to leave? I mean I know I fucked up but why can't we work it out.

I sat there thinking, and then my phone rang; it was Jason. I sighed and answered the phone.

"Hello"?

"You're on the verge of loosing your contract, Miami doesn't like drama and there's not much I can do about it anymore Rodkevious. I told you to handle it and you didn't. Do you know this broad went on the mothering air with Jessica Vale and Michael Dorsey? On fucking Roxfort? Do yo-.."

"Wait, what"?

"Yes, Roxfort; get this bitch under control"..

The dial tone sounded off in my ear and I sighed. What the fuck was I gonna do?

Just a fill in chapter to lead up to all the drama. :)

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