Jamie P.O.V.
Next day
"Stop touching me or I swear I'll call the cops" I say while Jaden rubs my ass. He made me remember his name, he wouldn't leave the house until I said his name correctly, fucking creep. "Baby stop playin" he says. "You think I'm playin with you" I say. He pulls me by my waist and sticks his hand in my sweats.
"Jamie you ain't serious" Jaden says as the police cuffs him. I called them and complained that I was being sexually harassed, he was touching me too much and plus I believe one of them kids in there said his girlfriend is by his house. I ain't cool with that cheating shit. "Momma what the hell are you doing!" Jayla says walking from her room to see Jaden getting into a police car. "I know you remember, so start to talking" Jayla says. I laugh, this girl is something else.
Next day
"Just hurry up take these cuffs off my fucking hands" Jaden says. I laugh. He only stayed a night in here because I "dropped the charges". We walk out and I get into the car while he rubs his wrist. I start up the car. "next time, don't speed with my kids in the car" I say while pulling onto the road. He looks at me confused. "Jaden I've told you once and now I'll tell you again, don't speed with my kids in the car again, that should teach yo ass a lesson" I mumble. "Londyn what you talking bout?" He ask. I laugh. "My name is Jamie jackass, I didn't forget anything, never did, I was tryna teach yo ass a lesson" I laugh. He stares at me which makes me laugh even more. "But you called the police on me for real" he mumbles. I laugh. "No, the officer that took you is in my acting class, he just happens to have connections at the police station up here in LA" I laugh. It was fun being Londyn. "What about your parents?" He ask. "I kind of told them not to come, they're like kinda my parents so they know who Londyn Cooper is, we used to play that game when Gabi and I were younger" I mumble rubbing my stomach. "Jayla was the first one to cetch on, yesterday she said something about Lani and I said yeah I know so she got suspicious. My baby is so smart."
"Momma you gotta buy us icecream for lying" Heaven says. "I ain't gotta do shit but stay black, praise God, and die"I say while pulling up to icecream parlor. We get out then walk inside. As soon as we reach inside the workers at the parlor lock the door. That's what they gotta do when someone "famous" walks in so that paparazzi doesn't come barging in. I don't consider us famous, we're just normal people that appear on tv. I sit down cause my ankles are obviously swollen. I get a call from a blocked number. I pick it up.
Hello?
.........
Um Hello?
Mommy!
I quickly end the call. "Who was that?" Nikki ask. "I don't know, a little boy, he said mommy......" I mumble. "You don't think it's......" She mumbles. I look at her. "No don't think like that Jamie, don't get your hopes up" she mumbles. I sigh. "Okay, I won't" I mumble. I look out the window and smile at the cameras. I stand on my knees on the chair and pose for the camera. I'm bored, let me have my fun.
"Jamie. Jamie. When are you due?" One of the reporters ask. I smile. "Come to the meet and greet and you'll find out everything you want to know" I say walking through the crowd. I don't like all this attention. I've only guest starred in a few shows and modeled a little, and commercials, and on some talk shows. I pick up Ava and grab Demi's hand. "Jamie is Jaden the basket ball player the father of the child you're carrying?" Someone ask. I clench my jaw and get into the car. I buckle Ava and Demi up while Jaden pulls out. "This the shit the Kardashian be going through?" I mumble and run my hand through my hair. "Don't these people have lives?" Nikki mumbles. She came up with us last month. "This is their life" I mumble and close my eyes. "You think they'll follow us to Maryland again?" Jaden ask. I shrugg my shoulders. I realized he's never with his girlfriend. "Why aren't you with Cacey and Jazzy?" I ask. "Cause they went to go visit some family" he says. I run my hand through my hair and kick my feet up on the dashboard.
