Janet
"Mom!" I rushed to the garage and looked for the keys to my car. When I found them, I got in and got ready to pull out but when I looked at my backup camera, Tommy was standing there. "You gonna hit your own child?" I groaned and turned the car off. He came around and opened the door. "Come on."
"I'm sick of you." I got out and walked into the house.
"Love you too." We went into the house and I sat on the couch. "Now, what can I get for you?"
"You can get out my face. I'm sick of you and your mother and your siblings."
"So some food?"
"Yes, the leftover pasta, please." He walked away. "And my juice!" I sat back on the couch and turned on the tv. I flipped through the channels before turning it off. I'm sick of being at home all the time. Sure, spending the day at home is good every once in a while but not all the time.
Going on my phone, I went to Twitter and saw a bunch of notifications. I looked through them and saw the fans wishing me well and hoping the baby was healthy. It made me smile to know that I had the type of fans who actually cared for my well being and not just what I can do for them. Plus, I love the fact that my fans are crazy. They're ready to fight anyone who disrespects me. It cracks me up.
"Here you go, mom." Tommy handed me a plate and a cup. I took a few bites and sighed. He sat down next to me. "I know being in the house sucks, but we want you and the baby to be healthy." I smiled.
"You know, when I was pregnant with your sisters, I had to be put on bed rest and you said that same thing when I wanted to leave the house." He laughed and laid on my shoulder.
"I love you, mom."
"I love you too." It was silent for a while. Then I thought of something. "Sweetie."
"Yes, ma'am."
"I want to talk to you about something."
"Okay."
"It's about Grace." He sat up.
"What's up?"
"Your mother, grandfather and I are all a little uneasy about this girl."
"Why?"
"Well, for me, I don't like how obsessed she is with everything other than you, especially me. I mean, when you guys first started dating, I understood. It's a big deal dating the child of a celebrity. But that should've passed by now." He nodded.
"Yeah, that is a little weird."
"And why haven't we met her mother? Why haven't you met her mother? It's been almost three months." He looked down. "Sweetie, I just don't want you to end up hurt. I don't want someone using you."
"I know and too be honest I've had my concerns too but I just chalked it up to normal dating stuff."
"Yeah, it's normal, if the person is wrong for you. When the person is right for you, you know it because you can't imagine your life without them and your heart aches when they're not around. Does she make you feel that way?" He looked down.
"No, but she's a good girl and I wanted to do something good so you guys could think that I was on the right track." I sat my plate down and grabbed his hands.
"Sweetie, you're doing amazing. Less than a year ago, you wanted to be a drug dealer and was being rude to your whole family. Look at you now. You're a completely different person and it's not a bad thing."
"But.."
"No buts. You're great and you don't need someone else around to prove that. If you love Grace then we will never talk about this again and I'll work to carrot her into our family, but if you don't, then break it off. Don't force something that obviously isn't meant to be."
