Tamar Braxton's Daughter *Not Edited*

Chapter 14

It's been 2 days of craziness and laughter.

I have never had so much fun in such a short amount of time. We are staying for two more days before heading back home.

While the sisters decided to go to some fiesta my mum decided that we should stay and get to know eachother.

We may have been reunited a couple of months ago but we still don't know much about eachother. My mum has a strict timetable that she needs to follow and with me now in the picture, it complicates everything.

Tamar puts a LA cap on before settling down onto the sofa. GAH! This villa is gorgeous.

I look at her before asking, "Fashion statement?"

Tamar nods her head in approval, "Yes gurl cause she is beat. She makes statements."

"Fashion statements." We finish off together before laughing.

I do wonder if she has a personality disorder because sometimes 'she' scares me and is always involved in the conversation. It's never I or Me it's SHE!

"So Ti, what's the tea?"

"I wanna start dancing again." I shrug as I say this. Watching my mum perform is mind blowing but now I want to make something out of myself so that I'm not like a gold digging daughter.

"Dance? Since when? You go around shaking that teeny butt of yours?" I purse my lips at her.

"Yeah I dance." I laugh before continuing, "You don't have to shake your arse while dancing."

"And the butt?" She leans forward while smiling.

"It's not teeny. I'm still 17, I'm not fully developed and with the way you guys feed me imma have a fat arse."

She starts doing these hand gestures, "You ain't British so why you keeping saying arse and mum?" I squint my eyes at her. "It's ASS and MOM."

"Same difference MOM. I have been living in England this whole time."

"You see I didn't know that." I can hear the pain in my mum's voice as she says this and all I can do is smile sadly.

We stay silent for a bit before looking up at each other. "Twerk?"

Tamar starts twerking on the sofa as she does on The Real which returns September 14th. I start twerking on the wall.

"Tianna, your feet better be clean. Toni will kill you if that wall gets dirty." She looks funny as she says this because she twerking real fast.

I pause to answer her, "Just got out the shower."

"Don't break your back! Don't. Don't break your neck!" She starts to rap/sing. God, I love the singing moments. It's so fun and up lifting.

I start to twerk again, "I can't, I can't sing while I'm up like this." I sing but damn it's a struggle as all the blood is literally rushing to my head. I push my legs into the wall and end up falling back into a back bend before carefully pulling myself up.

"SHAKE THAT ASS! WATCH YOURSELF!" This really is an R&R- Ratchet and Ridiculousness.

"SHAKE THAT ASS! SHOW ME WHAT WE'RE WORKING WITH!!" I shout before I start doing the dance from Creep by TLC.

Tamar stops and laughs as she looks over at me, "That dance doesn't match the song."

I shrug as I continue to dance.

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I look back whilst I run. A laugh threatening to escape although I couldn't help the tears that continuously fall down my face.

I turn to face the front only to bump into somebody sending us tumbling in the sand. "Towanda... take it!" I shove the wig into her hands and she starts running but not before kicking a wave of sand into my face.

I try to wipe the sand off my face but it's hard since my eyes aren't open and a few flew in there.

"TOWANDA! GIVE BACK MY WIG!" I try stifle as I hear Trina shout #.

Basically the other sisters and I decided to steal Trina's wig and run off with it. She's running around looking like sonic the hedgehog.

As the screams and the laughter of the sisters fade away I decide to sit back and enjoy the weather.

I currently wearing a loose black vest and pink shorts. I lost my sandals while running but that's ok. I smile as I wriggle my feet in the sand.

I tense up as I witness someone pop up in the sea. They're flailing their arms around and struggling to stay above the water.

I get up quickly shouting out for help. I enough to go in the water and get eaten by sharks while attempting to save the person.

I quickly run back up trying to find some kind of help. I spot a few locals and call out for them to help the drowning victim.

They follow me and I pull a face once I notice that they're the staff that work in that bar. Once we get to the sands the person is no longer to be seen.

"Really lady? You call us out for nothing." One of the guy says.

I roll my eyes at him, "There is someone is the sea and I am not calling you out for nothing."

We begin to argue but I stop as I spot my mum, Traci and Toni walk over.

Excuse you, don't you dare lay your hands on my daughter. She's couture."I bite my lips as Tamar says this.

"Well you're daughter is a liar." I  glare  at the guy but something catches my eye. Oh yeah, the drowning guy.

"HELP! OH GOD! HELP ME!" That voice does sound somewhat familiar.

"For crying out loud, SAVE HER!" I shout at the guy in front of me. Without a moment of hesitation he runs into the swim and goes under as he begins to save the victim.

I lean into my mum as she wraps her arms around me. She places a kiss on my hair as she lightly squeezes me.

Once the victim is pulled on shore I rip myself out of Tamar's arms and run towards the person.

"OH MY GO- FUCK!!" I fall onto my knees as the guy starts performing mouth to mouth on her.

"Tianna."I ignore my mum, I push the guy to the side. Amateur.

I give her 30 compression's before following through with 2 resting breathes, this goes on for about 10 minutes. Once the water starts spewing out of her mouth, I sigh in relief.

I feel my mum come up behind me and I smile slightly as I hear a round of applause.

The girl after having a real bad coughing fit sits up and looks at me. "Tianna." I laugh at her shaky voice.

I pull her in a for a hug. Thank God!

I just saved my sister.

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