I couldn't believe what that girl Jay was with, said. Jay should have said something. I was so upset. This weekend Jeremiah is suppose to go over there but if she's there he will not be going over there. I was at the club tonight. I dreaded and hated this place. It was going to be the death of me.
I stepped out my truck and my heels click-clacked across the pavement. I walked pass the bouncer and in to the club.
"Hey Nessa!" The girl bartender, Haylee said.
"What's up!" I said over the loud music. I walked to the back and in to the locker room. All the girls were getting dress. I hated the smell of titties and ass. These bitches was drinking Vodka to... I got dress.
"Hey sexy!" Jada slapped my wide ass.
"Bitch don't do that!" I said.
"It's just so big!" She exclaimed.
I rolled my eyes. I went out to the stage. Bobby V's "Slow Down" started to play. I went on the stage and I saw Triston sitting in the audience. I took a deep breath and finished dancing. The song came to a end and I ran off stage. I grabbed the bottle of Ciroc and poured me a full glass. I drank the whole glass. Then, it hit me. Triston was suppose to be at home with Jeremiah. I ran out in the front and I didn't see Triston. I sighed in happiness.
For the next eight hours I danced for strangers and was getting paid. It was 3am. I was leaving and walking to my truck. I got in and sped off. Twenty minutes later I pulled in my drive way and the sun was almost on it's way up.
I put my key in the door and I turned the key. I walked in. I took my heels off and walked up the stairs. I opened Jeremiah's door and he wasn't in there, I opened my door and Triston and Jeremiah was curled up in my bed with Finding Nemo playing on my flat screen. These fools were sleep and snoring. I walked over to look. Jeremiah was bawled up in Triston's chest and Triston had his arms around him. Triston had his dreads pulled out his ponytail and freely swinging.
I smiled and thought of what my life might be like with Triston and I saw rainbows and unicorns. I kissed both of them and walked to my bathroom and took a long shower. I slid on a pair of Tristons boxers and my sports bra's.
I slid in the bed with them. I closed my eyes. I felt Triston's sweet lips kiss my noise. I smiled and then I fell in to a deep sleep.
******
I walked up on Jays porch to pick up Jeremiah and I heard screaming. I knocked on the door. Londyn came to the door. I tried to come in.
"No no." She said waving her finger.
I saw Jeremiah standing in the corner. His eyes landed on me and he started running toward me. I picked me up. I saw he had on the same cloths from when I picked him up and he smelled. Londyn came back to the door.
"Where is Jay?" I asked.
"Hold up. Jay!" She yelled. He came running down.
"Yo baby mama want you." She said. He came to outside on the porch.
"Why does my son look like this?" I asked in a "mad as hell" voice.
"What chu' mean?" He asked.
"He has on the same cloths from Friday and he smells like he hasn't had a bath in days." I said.
"Didn't notice." He said. I slapped him.
"WHAT CHU' DO THAT FOR?' He shouted holding his face.
"Don't EVER ask to see my son again." I yelled. I stormed off the porch. I put him in his car seat and examined him even more. I found a bruise of his arm. It was fresh to.
"OH HELL NAW!" I yelled out loud. I closed the car door and walked up on the porch where Jay was still standing.
"Excuse me?" I said.
"What?" He said.
"You putting yo hands on my son?" I asked.
"NO!" He shouted.
"WHY THE FUCK DOES HE HAVE A BRUISE ON HIS ARM!" I shouted.
"LONDYN, BRING YO ASS OUT HERE!" He yelled. She came out.
"What?" She said.
I slapped her and she fell to the floor. I took my foot and stomped on her face. I dropped to my knees and started punching her in the face. I punched her until I saw blood. Jay's cousin, Lee pulled me off the girl. I turned to Jay.
"DON'T EVER ASK TO SEE MY SON UNTIL SHE IS OUT YOUR DAMN HOUSE!" I yelled. I saw the hurt in Jays eyes. I walked off the porch and got in my truck. I put the key in the ignition and drove off in full speed. I dialed Triston's number.
"What's ma'?" He said.
"TRISTON!" I sobbed.
"What's wrong?" He said in a concerned tone.
"Jay's girlfriend hit my baby!" I cried.
"Calm down before you have another accident but this time with Jeremiah in the car." He said. I calmed down.
"I'll me you at my moms house." He said.
"Okay." I sniffed and hung up. I stopped at the red light and I looked back at my sleeping son. I smiled. I loved him. I would kill myself if somebody hurt my baby.
*****
I got to Triston's mother's house. I knocked on the door. Tracy answered the door.
'Hey, Vanessa." I walked in and sat Jeremiah on the couch.
"Triston is not here." She said.
"I know he told me to meet him here." I said.
"Can I give him a bath?" I asked.
"Yes." She said. She guided me to the bathroom. I stripped Jeremiah and put him in the warm water. I saw the bruise on his arm and broke down in tears.
"Mummy crying in for baby's!" Jeremiah yelled. I smiled.
"Who did this to your arm?" I asked.
"Daddy and Londee." He said. My eyebrows raised.
"Okay." I said. I took him out the bathtub and got him dressed. When we went back to the living room Triston was sitting there. He saw us and stood up.
"How's little man?' He asked. Jeremiah ran in Triston's arms. I smiled.
"He's just fine now." I said.
"I've been thinking. We should make this a family thing." He said.
"I would like that." I said. We kissed. Jeremiah separated us. We laughed. I was still pissed but I finally had my family I always wanted.
-This was a short chapter.. Sorry!
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Vanessa Dylans Life
General FictionJeremiah is Vanessa's life. She's been raising him ever since he has been born. She's 21, a Stripper, Single, and a mother. Being a mother is her first priority. But, when she meets Triston she is head over heels. Then, Jay, Jeremiah's father comes...