As Long As I Have You (Sequel to The Step-Dad)

XVII.

DARNELLE'S POV

*The Next Day*

Roger : *walks in the kitchen with the twins* Babe..?

Darnelle : Yes...? *turns around* *giggles* What is this??

Roger : *smirks* So I was thinkin....

Darnelle : *raises her eyebrow at him*

Roger : Maybe we should move to NY..

Darnelle : *gasps* REALLY???

Iyana/Guzman : *squeals* *claps their hands together*

Roger : *nods* Yeah, I'm gettin tired of you cryin...

Darnelle : *rolls her eyes* *puts cereal in the twins bottles & shakes them* *walks over to Roger* Here you go.. *gives Roger their bottles*

Guzman : *reaches for her*

Darnelle : *doesn't see him* *walks over to the refrigerator*

Guzman : *whimpers*

Darnelle : *snaps her head towards him* *looks up at Roger* What're you doing to my baby?

Roger : *sucks his teeth* Now you know you saw him reachin for you.

Darnelle : *walks over* I really didn't.. *takes Guzman from him & cradles him* What's wrong my little Prince? Daddy being mean?? *kisses all over his face*

Guzman : *giggles & kicks his legs*

Darnelle : *smiles* Eight months today, eight months today..

Roger : *chuckles* You got everything for their party?

Darnelle : *nods* I just need to print and sent out invitations.

Roger : *nods* Oh iight then..

Iyana : *yawns*

Roger : *chuckles* Here babe. *tosses her Guzman's bottle*

Darnelle : *looks up & catches it* Ohhh..

Roger : *shakes his head* *walks off*

YOUR POV

Y/n : *sighs happily* God, I've miss New York! I'm just glad you didn't sell the house..

Diggy : *chuckles* You got everything packed? This bout to be a one way trip, we ain't comin back out here.

Y/n : Ugh! Yes daddy!!

Diggy : *laughs & shakes his head* I ain't bout to play with you, [your first initial].

Y/n : *winks at him & takes your bags out to the car*

I'm so happy to be moving back to New York. I missed it. I missed my babies & my mommy....Uncle Gavin too. I'm a New Yorker & I'm always gonna be that way.

*On the flight*

Victoria/Dallas : *messing with Diggy*

Diggy : *pretends to ignore them*

Paris : *coloring*

Taylor : *sleeping in your lap*

Y/n : *kisses her head*

Diggy : ARGH!!

Y/n / Taylor / Paris : *jumps*

Victoria/Dallas : *screams, then giggles*

Taylor : *whimpers* *holds you*

Y/n : *sighs* *rubs her back* *kisses her head* It's okay mamas..

Taylor : *calms down*

Y/n : *looks over & hits Diggy in his chest*

Diggy : *chuckles* *rubs his chest* Ow..

Pari/Tori/Dal : *giggles*

Y/n : *rolls your eyes at him*

Diggy : *takes Taylor from you*

Y/n : *gets up & walks into the restroom*

*In New York*

Y/n : The movers should be here tomorrow, so we'll have to see what we're gonna keep or get rid of..

Driver : *pulls into your driveway*

Diggy : *nods* Shouldn't be hard...

Y/n : *smiles & shakes your head* *looks up* *gasps aloud*

Diggy : *looks up* *sighs deeply* FUCK!!!

Driver : *stops the car*

Y/n : *shakes your head as tears fall* *softly* Who would do this??

Diggy : *pulls you into him* *holds you* It's alright babe... We can fix this.. *mumbles* I hope.

Y/n : *looks up at him* *looks over at the triplets & Taylor in their car seats sleeping* *sighs* *releases Diggy's grip* Take the kids to mommy's house.

Diggy : Ba--

Y/n : *sighs* *cuts him off* Daniel please..

Diggy : *sighs* *nods* Iight..

Y/n : *gets out of the car* *walks up to the front door* *looks back & sees the car pulling out* *sighs* *walks in the house*

The house was horrible broken glass everywhere, the walls and the floors looked beat up....it looked like that one episode of Bones when they wrecked Booth & Brennan's house apart, but worse.

Y/n : *covers your mouth* *to yourself* Oh my God... *tears fall*

Christopher : *walks out of the living room* *smirks* You miss me?

Y/n : *looks over at him* *clenches your jaw* *yells* YOU DID THIS!??

Christopher : *chuckles* Now you know I'm not the type to be petty..

Y/n : *rolls your eyes* No, of course not....JUST RAPING ME!

Christopher : *walks up to you* See now, why you gotta bring up the past?

Y/n : *steps back* *hits the wall*

Christian : *runs in* Chris stop!