True Love (Trilogy)

Chapter Seven

Trevor,

I looked through my instagram photos. Some were pictures of me and Chendaya  and pictures of her kids. Everyone keeps saying they're my kids.

The doorbell ranged. "Hi nigga." Diggy spoke. "Hi." I greeted. "Where's Jordan at?" He walked into the house. "Work." I spoke. We sat on the couch. "You talk to Zendaya yet?" Diggy wondered. "Why would I?" I questioned.

"Trevor..." He paused. "You love her. I don't know why you're with Jordan's dumb ass. Those kids are your's." "Don't call my girl dumb. They aren't mine and I don't love her." I stated. "Have you talked to your mom or your sister?" Diggy asked.

"No. I don't even know where they at." "They're in Australia taking care of your kids." Diggy's phone rang. "Hello...I'm with him right now...Yeah" He handed me the phone. "Hello." I spoke.

"You need to get your head straight." Drey spoke. "Where's mom?" I asked. "We're not changing the Damn subject. Your kids need you and you're acting dumb." "They ain't mine." "You know Damn well they're yours." She yelled.

They kind of do look like me. Even the media says their mine. "Let me talk to Zendaya." "What the fuck you want Trev?" "Trev?" I asked. "Since I now believe they're mine I'm flying there tomorrow." I decided. "Do you want to talk to Amari?" She asked. "Yes." I answered. "Amari you're dad wants to talk to you." She declared.

"Hi daddy." "Hi Amari." I smiled. "What happened to A?" He asked. "Oh hi A. How are your sisters?" I asked. "They're fine. We all miss you. Mom keeps crying over you. Do you love her?" He inquired. "I miss y'all too. Love who?" I asked. "Jordan?" He said. "Not yet." Things are just casual between us. None of us are emotionally attach which is a good thing because I am not ready to be serious with her.

"How about mom?" He asked. I lost my memory I don't even know what happened in the past. If me and Zendaya were together and by the text messages I sent to her. I guess I loved her. That love could still be there. I just don't remember. "Maybe Lil man. I gotta get my memory back." I told him.

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