A Story To Tell | Book 2

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:::TERENY:::

As soon as I made it home from the gym, I text Jeremy to let him know that I was home and safe. He instantly text me back, letting me know that we'd finish our session next week since he had to rush on home to his mother. I had called Bruce along the way, so he should've been walking through the door.

    I'd already hopped into the shower and then out and made myself comfortable onto the sofa to find something to watch. I hadn't seen my baby, Britney all day and I missed her a bit too much than I usually did. Not that I never missed her because I did.

    It's just been that I've been working a lot lately and trying to keep my temper down when it came to Keira, it was just starting to become a hassle for me. Not to mention, I'd gotten onto the scale a couple of days ago and saw that I'd gained ten pounds. I don't know if it's stress, but I've been eating damn near everything that ain't tied down and I knew it wasn't healthy.

    I promised myself that I was going to continue to workout, but I've been gaining more than I've been losing. Jeremy told me it's because I'm gaining muscle, but I beg to differ. Lately, chocolate hot fudge ice cream, pizza, and pickles have become my best friend and was quickly taking Antoinette's place since she wants to be in love and forget about her best friend and all that.

    Turning the TV onto Love & Hip Hop Hollywood, I could hear Bruce fondling with the keys outside of the door. Little did he know, I had forgotten to lock the door when I first came in, but I wasn't going to tell him because he always got an attitude about me leaving the door open.

    Hearing my baby whining, it made me jump up from the sofa, pulling up my sweatpants and pulling down my tank top, hustling towards the door. When I pulled the door open, I nearly dropped dead at what I'd seen. Not only was Bruce holding my baby girl, but he was holding another baby who looked just like him.

    There was no doubt in my mind that she was Bruce's daughter, Yasmin. Sighing a bit, I look down, a little disappointed but curious at the same time. I just couldn't believe that I was seeing her for the first time. And with me seeing her, I got so jealous that I'd taken all of my focus off of her and reached towards Britney as she reached out to me. I took a second look at Yasmin and then turned away, trying to make some sense as to why she's here.

    "Sorry to just pop up here with Yasmin. It's just that some stuff popped off at Keira's mom's house and I just had to get Yasmin away from there. I'm sorry I didn't run anything past you first. I was just worried about her well-being." Bruce tried to explain, but I had stopped him.

    "It's okay, Bruce. She's your daughter." I tell him as I slowly turn away, still hurt by this situation, and walked upstairs.

    It still bothers the hell out of me that he had another child. But there was nothing I could do about that. I had to accept her rather I liked it or not. And while I tried so hard, part of me was actually jealous of the fact that at the end of the day, Yasmin is part of Keira and Bruce. And as much as Keira is happy about the fact that her baby actually has the Golden blood going through her veins, it brought anger into my heart. But I knew that eventually, Bruce and I are gonna want to have another child and in order for that to happen, I needed to quit all of this stressing and I usually ate a lot of weird things when stressing, which could explain why I was carrying on ten extra pounds.

    Britney's head was nodding back as I walked towards her bedroom, assuring me that she was good and sleepy. I propped her head up as I opened the door and made it over to her cradle and gently placed her inside. I clicked on the baby monitor and walked out of the room, leaving the door cracked a little.

    I figured Bruce was going to want to shower in a minute, so I walked into our shared bathroom and started his shower for him, taking my time to make sure that the temperature was just right. When I was satisfied, I turned away from the shower and met eyes with him.