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Brittny

It's May 24th. I just turned 18 a few weeks ago and the triplets had just turned 3 the month before. The past few months have been almost like a dream. I wouldn't lie and say that I'm famous, but thanks to YouTube, I'm known. I've gotten so far with my career that I almost think it's surreal. Everything that Mr. Brown has said to me about me being something big one day, was not a lie. He actually has been putting in work over me. He got me the studio time he promised and it feels so good that he's being so generous. I am no longer his intern in the building, I'm finally one of the artists that walk in and out of there for business.

Man, it feels good.

Also Roger being gone helps out a lot. I realize that he was only holding me back from striving. Being focused on a relationship while trying to do me, was a hard ass task and I'm glad I've let go from him. The only man I'm looking forward to is Jacob. Today was in fact an extra special day. It'll be the first time I've seen Jacob in 3 years. I'm finally 18 and I can finally see him and discuss everything with him. Even confess to him about me being with Roger. I also wanted to know why he discontinued my calls. There was this fishy feeling that I know he didn't just out of the blue decide to stop hearing from me. It's not like him to do that. And it hurts me knowing that he possibly did do it.

I just want to talk to him and know what's up. Is it wrong that I wanna know that much? Anyways, I was just pulling up in front of the penitentiary with tall metal walls and barb wire at the top. It was a scary feeling knowing he was behind there suffering. Chresanto didn't tell me it was this weird and frightening, but I managed to still have hope in my heart that Jacob's in there staying sane.

I got out my car and went up to the armed guards. For the next 20 minutes or so, I was going through scanning with the triplets. They were scared of all the commotion that was going on in the place. The guards and the prisoners that roamed behind the thin glass was a scary sight, so they whined a bit during the process. Cobi being the brave one of the 3, kept trying to consult them.

"Don't cry!" He said in his soft voice. "Mommy gonna show us Daddy!" It warmed my heart that he was helping me out. He's such a smart and sweet little boy.

After we went through scanning, we were escorted to a waiting area occupied by about 20 other people. I was nervous shitless. I was at the verge of getting a heart attack. I've never been so nervous before, especially since this person is Jacob. I thought I'd feel comfortable knowing he and I would finally get to see each other, but I just feel nervous. It's been so long and I miss him dearly. I will always remember and cherish that day, 3 years ago, when his head was laying on my lap while I ran my fingers through his hair and my belly was huge like a watermelon. I cherish that day to the fullest. It was his birthday and what a great gift it was for him to become a father that same day. It's just so fucked up knowing that that's the same day he lost his freedom. I sighed, fighting back tears that were forming and I got myself together.

"You've cried way too much, don't start it now" I mumbled to myself. I took another few large breathers then I felt a small little hand creep onto my hand and hold it. It was Cobi.

"You okay, mommy?" He asked in a concerned tone.

I smiled at how much he was helping me feel better today. "Yes, baby. I'm fine"

He moved his curls, out of his face and smiled showing off his dimple in his right cheek. I adored his smile because it was such a genuine smile that made me realize how golden and sweet this heart is. Cobi was too kind for his own good. I always hoped that he would grow up and be a bit more restricted with his kindness because of all the people in this world that might step over him.

"Will a kiss make you feel even better, mommy?" He asked.

I couldn't resist one of his sweet sloppy kisses. "Of course, baby!" I bent down and let him plant a wet one on my cheek. My mood immediately came to an ease with that kiss. It was what I needed at the time.

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