Jamie P.O.V.
"Do not start a long conversation with any of the reporters or camera men" the manager Jaden hired says. "G, can you please watch our back, I don't want the same thing happening" I mumble. Our last meet and greet supporters came behind us and basically attacked us with questions and kisses. I don't call them fans because fans sound so, desperate, supporters because they help and support us in basically everything we go through. Most famous people don't do meet and greets but we're different. I sit down in the chair. "I got you boss" G says, one of our body guards. All of us aren't here because after this we have an actual interview so the others are getting ready for that. Only Heaven, Leah, Demi, Cam and Nikki, and ofcourse me, are here. "Are you guys ready to let them in?" the dude ask. I nod my head and the open the doors to reveal, no one. We look at the doors shocked. "We're just kidding, their behind the other door" he laughs. I laugh. Then they open the door. "Form a line" I hear people saying. We're inside of some hotel, don't even remember the name. I drink some water and start drawing on the paper I have. The first few people come up. "Hi, I'm such a big fan" she says. I smile then sign her note pad. I stand up and walk to the back drop with her. Someone takes our picture. "Congratulations on Laylani" she says. I smile. "Thankyou" I say. She smiles then hugs me. "Jamie hurry up" I hear our agent say. I pull away and walk back to my seat. More and more people start coming at a time and after a short while people were surrounding us asking questions and taking pictures. My hand hurts from signing. Demi stands on the table and smiles for the cameras. I look at someone that I hoped I would never see again. Lora Gibson, Jayla's birth mother. She smiles and walks over to me. "Hi, big fan" she says. I smile, she doesn't remember me. "Can you sign this for my cousin" she ask. I sign it. "It was nice seeing you, Jamie" she says then smirks. Or does she. She walks down to Cam and Nikki.
"Okay so the first question is for Nevaeh" one of the reporters say. We're at the interview, it feels like a press conference because we're on a small stage and people are in chairs watching us. I pull my chair closer to the table. "How old were you when you first started dancing?" He ask. "I was about two"she says then looks at me and I nod my head. "Okay the next question is for Jamie" another reporter says. This is on live tv so I do have to answer the question, there's one question I'm afraid they'll ask though. "So we know you're pregnant with a baby girl, when are you due?" She ask. "I'm due some time in September"I say. "And will this be your last child" she ask. I nod my head. "Ofcourse not, we starting the black version of 19 kids and counting" Jaden says making people laugh. I look at him in the corner of my eye then laugh, he such a jackass. "A question for Demitrea, how old are you sweety?" She ask. Demi looks at her hands. "I'm five" she says proudly. A riple of awes explode. "A question for Jamie, is there any interesting things you'll be in sometime soon?" He ask. I smile then look at Jaden. "Um yes, actually the whole family will be in an upcoming show, it's a reality show. Of our life. We start filming in June and it will be released sometime in August, the name of the show is The Andersons and Some. I don't want to give away to much so I'll stop there" I say. People start clapping and I smile. "What are you guys mixed with?"someone randomly ask. "African American and Dominican on my side" I say. "And African American and Hispanic/white" on my side" Jaden says."I have a question"someone says but I didn't know who it came from. I look at Jaden. "Okay" he says. "Your daughter, Jayla, you had her at a very young age, is that what you want to teach her, that it's okay to have kids as a teen?" The person ask then I see her. It's Lora again. I look at Jaden. "No that is not what we want to teach our daughter, next question" Jaden says. "I still have another question" she says. "If one of your kids had another mother, would you tell them?" She ask. I look at her. "Um, I don't know, I've never thought of it" I mumble. She smiles then sits down. I look at Jayla and she's interacting with her sisters and brothers. "Jamie I have a question for you, about Laylani" he says. Please don't be the question. "Who's her father" he ask. I start to silently panic, I've never told anyone, only my parents and sister knew, but I do have anxiety and I think I'm about to have an anxiety attack. I drink some water and cool down. I close my eyes then open them. "Um Laylanis' father is a man that I no longer speak to, he um he took a very important possesion away from me, I will not say his name out of respect" I say. "So are you going to allow your daughter to grow up without a father?" Someone else ask. I clear my throat. "Laylanis' father hasn't been heard of for a while, I know for a fact he knows about her, but I refuse to let someone so toxic into my daughters life, she will not grow up without a father, because she'll have Jaden, who already agreed to play the role of her father" I say. Then blink back my tears. "Do you mind sharing what he took from you?" She ask. I look at our agent and call him over. "There is a limit on these questions, and she's just reached it, so I advise you to tell her to drop the question" I say to him. "Jamie won't be able to answer that question, it's to personal" he says into the mic. She sits down.
Seans P.O.V.
I throw the tv into the backyard then throw pictures and tables and anything I could grab around the room. She can't keep me out of my daughters life. I will meet my daughter and if I have to, I will take her. She's my daughter, I don't want no nigga raising my daughter! That's a pussy nigga move.
Z walks into the house with Trey. "What the hell happened in here?" She mumbles. "I know you was watching the interview"I say. "Oh yeah, I'm excited about the reality show their starting but I'm sorry about her saying that she won't-" I cut her off. "Pack your bags, we're taking a trip to LA"I mumble.
Jamie P.O.V.
"If anyone in here, can guess the exact date I'm due, you get a behind the scenes pass for the reality show we'll be filming. People start yelling answers. "September 4th" someone yells. I shake my head no. "September 23rd" someone says loudly. "Who was that?" Jayla ask. "Me" Lora says. "Ofcourse" I mumble. Jayla looks at me wondering why I said ofcourse. "No reason" I say away from the mic. She smiles then nods her head. "Well we're happy to show you our life behind the scenes" Jayla says. Lora smiles. "How long does the pass last?" She ask. " a day" I say. "No mommy you're making a mistake, it last a week" Aleah says. "Ofcourse it does" I mumble. "But once you go, that's when your week starts" Jaden says.
"someone else could've gotten the answer correctly" I say. "Why'd it have to be her?" Jaden mumbles. "Cause God hates me, that's it" I say. "He doesn't hate you" Jaden mumbles. "I know" I say. "Jaden I swear if she says anything to my babygirl I'll break her neck" I say then Jaden pulls me into a hug because my voice was cracking. "What if we send Jayla to Maryland that week, she won't mind, she loves to go see Bella and Tay" I mumble. "We can't, the producer said we have to be on set when she gets there" Jaden says. "What if she tries to take her, or even worse, tell her?" I whisper. "We'll just make sure she never gets some alone time with Jayla.
