Sienna
I couldn't believe my eyes. The house looked as though it was in music videos. It didn't have vuguarl pictures of lose women like I thought it was since it was after Xavier house but it had everything that made the house ours. It made the kids right at home. The house was painted in warm inviting colors. My amazement with house soon came crashing when I started to think about the what if's . Xavier sensed I was worrying . he came over to me and kissed my forehead.
"stop worrying Mrs.Wilson. you don't want to have wrinkles on your face on our wedding day. He playfully"
Wait what do you mean wedding day ?
" I mean I got you ma. We gonna get married in two months. You cool with that?"
I couldn't have been anymore happier. But if this fool think this is a proper proposal he's sadly mistaken. Um mr.wilson I don't think I said yes. I deserve a proper proposal.
"hmm I guess. He said while putting the twins down in the pack and play".
I'm waiting Xavier.
"psh now don't play them games if you cant finish what you start" he said while licking his lips.
Oh hell no. don't start that . we're not having sex until were married Xavier.
"psh don't think just because I gave you that ring it means you can hold out from me" he spat.
Really so what you think this is going you high demand for my body any time you want ! I yelled at him.
"don't play with me Sienna ."
I'm not joking. Do you see a smile on my face? After I said that I started to regret it. I watched as Xavier walked out the house only to drive away. I managed to put the kids all down to sleep for the night. I cleaned the entire place to become spotless. All the kids' toys were now all away. I sat up waiting for Xavier to stumble in drunk or something but he didn't. This time he didn't come back. Two days had passed when he returned in a change of clothes and everything. I asked him where he had been in the last forty-eight hours.
" I been busy with business. Why does it matter?" he said brushing me off.
It matters if you're trying to marry me." it really doesn't since it's a way to provide for you, and the kids. plus to keep a roof over yall heads. Now I'm about to pack some more clothes I be back in two weeks". He said as though he was dismissing me.
I disliked how many changes we had to go through just to be together or even safe. I wanted to go back to being a single parent stripping in a strip club. Things were easier being a sinlge parent of one child. Now i was a single parent of three children. Three children who depended on me to make sure they were happy, healthy, and safe.
This dream of my life has become a nightmare. All I want to do is take back so much of this but I cannot. I have to love my kids.
Once again I was stuck with another dumbass guy who chose to surrender to the streets. I thought Xavier would be back in two weeks but he didn't come back. Days went by without a word from him. I started to feel like an addict suffering from withdraws. I missed him terribly . there was nothing i could do or say to get him to come home to me or the kids. Each day i was try to call his phone but no answer. I heard nothing but silence from this man. Xavier became a total stranger to me. this same stranger allowed two months to go by without a single word.
I had started working at Romaine restaurant. While taking the children to school/daycare. I tried to keep myself together. At night while the children slept, I was breaking all Xavier things. I cried myself to sleep each night.
Until tonight. For the first time in a long time I didn't feel the burning sensation I was feeling every day without him. I was doing my customary nightly ritual which was to set his Jordans on fire outside in the fire pit. At the same time, drinking a red glass of wine. I watched as they burned slowly. I had the song Yes, No, Maybe playing while I watched the shoes burn. I would sing my favorite parts of the song. "Am I tripping? Am I bugging ?, Is it over? Tell me something, You don't call me any more, who are you fucking?, Tell me what it is, tell me what I did, Where you go? Are you coming home, Any time soon?, Is any time soon?, Don't do this to me, baby". the song would play as a i singed along.
Then a tall, strong figure started to walk up into the light of the fire. It was Xavier." the fuck are you burning my shoes for?"
I brought them so they're my money that's being put to good use. I said coldly.
"whats your problem sienna?"
You Xavier Wilson.
"what did I do that was so wrong?"
Don't act like your innocent. You barge into my life and change everything. Then run out of my life any time you feel like it. it's not fair that you get an option to run away. I have to look after your two kids every day. I had dreams, I had passions, I had desire but all you've done is take that away from me. I said with no emotion in my voice. I got up from my seat then walked back inside the house and upstairs into my bedroom to sleep.
When I woke up, there was a note lying next to me. " Sienna Miyani Mills stop trippin' over every little thing. You know what I do for a living. You know I run the streets but I always come back. Stop worrying and being so damn angry. Just meet me at the beach near the hotel we stayed at. P.s don't worry about the kids, I took them with me. Just meet me at the beach."
I looked around inside my closet to find something light to wear on the beach. I found a cute pair of shorts and crop top. I placed some white flip flops on my pedicured feet and was out the door. I drove straight to the beach.
it took me about twenty minutes to get there. As I arrived I noticed there wasn't anyone out on the beach . I started to get worried but that's when I spotted mama Dominique. I ran to her . I had tears in my eyes. This time they weren't caused from hurt they were from happiness. I was so happy to have someone other than the kids here with me. I loved mama Dom, like she was my own mother.
"stop crying, baby. "
I laughed out of nervousness. How did you get here? when did you get in ?
"I got in last night. My knuckle headed son flew me in to be with my family. Jada is here too. She's watching the kids while i help you"
Help me ? with what?
Honey your going to be blown away, when you see what my son was planning. Now follow me so you can get dressed" she said while walking me to the changing room.
Mom, what am I getting dressed for?
"your wedding sweetheart. Now let's get you in your dress".
I walked into the back where their was a full blown beauty salon and changing room attached. I had mastered fixing my own hair was i was a teenager . It was as simple as riding a bike when it came to pink curls with an updo. I pinned all my long hair into a bun and left out two pieces in the front of my face to be spiral curled. I finished my hair off with a finishing spray to hold it in place.
"Aww your hair looks amazing sissy pooh." jada said
thank you , i gave her a hug. we both squeezed each other very tight. eventually we let each other go .
"what about your make up?"
what about my makeup? i'm an okay make up artist . I am crazy with my hands on hair. i love fixing people hair. Its my passion and talent. Plus theres no make up artist here who can top me . shrugging my shoulders.
"I bet i can do your make up real nice"
Its worth a try. but if you fuck up my makeup i am going to get you back.
jada started to work her magic on my face. before i knew it , i was beat to the gods. i went down my checklist. I had my makeup done, my hair done, and now it was time to slip on my dress.
I was ready to walk down the aisle I walked out of the waiting room to see Taz, Armani, and sakoya wearing lavender bridesmaids dresses. My eyes started to water again but I kept it together. I watched as everyone walked down the aisle. I walked down the aisle with my baby Josiah. I looked around to see friends and family on both sides. I couldn't have been any happier.
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Never Surrender to the streets
RomanceA young mother has to decide if she's willing to let go of her past in order to start something new however things don't go as plan when her past seems to kill everyone that comes close to her . Will she overcome this drought of sorrow ? or will she...