The Trapped Ones.

7. Space.

Raina.

This morning had a different feel to it. I was in the arms of a man, a man I think I'm still in love with. You know that feeling when you get some bomb ass sex and you cook ya man breakfast? Well I had some bomb ass sex, but I don't want to cook em breakfast. It's like I'm still missing a piece of something. I thought making love to him would fill the void that I had, but it just dug me into a deeper hole that I can no longer climbed out of. I want to forgive him and move on, but it's something holding me back. Maybe it's fear, maybe it's anger, shit, maybe it's curiosity. I honestly don't know. I opened my eyes looking at the blank ceiling with the wooden fan attached to it. The sun was shining making my silky chocolate skin glow in the morning mist. I turned my body towards Bryan and analyzed his face. I rubbed my thumb across his plump pinks lips thinking about how I was so blind to see that this was him the whole time. Bryan grew up in the past year. Tattoos covered his light skin, his hair was now cut low and lined up perfectly with not a single conrow in tact. His voice was way deeper than it use to be. I guess I saw difference and didn't see the little things that I should've paid attention to, like the little freckles he has on his nose and cheeks. How he has a glint of green in his brown eyes, or that he only has one dimple on the left side of his chin. The way my body tingled when he touched me for the first time, or how I felt so comfortable around him and I didn't know him from Adam nor Eve. It was obvious some may say, but not to me, not to me.

"Rai." The deepness of his voice frightened me a bit. I looked at him and gave this weak smile that I knew he saw right through. He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry Raina." I shook my head trying to get rid of the hateful thoughts. "It's fine Bryan, I'm alright." "No your not, don't lie to me." I laid my head on his bare chest and traced over his tattoos. "I don't know what to do next, I'm scared." I said lowly, hoping he didn't hear me. "I love you Raina, and I'll do anything to show you I made a mistake and I want to be with you." I didn't say anything just focused on tracing the tats on his body until I stumbled on my name. It was in beautiful cursive and said 'my one and only' in french. "mon seul et unique?"(My one and only.) He smiled and kissed my forehead. "You remember teaching me that when we were seniors?" I shook my head. "Your my one and only Rai, you may not think you are but that's a little proof of how much I love you." I kissed his rib where the tattoo was located and kissed his lips softly. "I love you too Bryan, just bare with me." He shook his head and laid me back on his chest. "Wanna see another one?" I sat up and shook my head causing my sloppy bun to move with it. He laughed and sat up as well turning his back to me. How could I not notice this, it was breathtaking. "That's Cam." I had tears welling up. It was a portrait of Cameron when he was about one, he had just grew some teeth and Bryan took a picture.

Flashback.

"Lil man say cheese for daddy!" Bryan cooed making Cameron laugh and smile with drool rolling down his chin. I walked over with his bib and wiped it away receiving a slap on my ass and a wink from Bryan. I glared at him and kissed Cameron's chubby cheeks.

"Your a good mother babe." I turned around and smiled.

"Your a good dad." He cheesed hard and snap tons of photos of Cam, some by his self, some with me, some with Bryan, and then my favorite, the family photos. I smiled hard as I looked at my two boys interact. I loved this, this was a moment you couldn't get back. I snapped a picture, a picture to always remember.

Flashback Over Homies.

"Yea. The first tat I got." I smiled and laid back down looking up at the ceiling once again. He laid with me putting his head on my breast while I rubbed his ears like I use to. "Where'd you get the name Demarco from anyway?" He luaghed. "My second middle name is Demarco, named after my dad. I never told you bout it cause me and my dad weren't at the best when I was with you, so I never claimed the name. I guess when I moved up her niggas found out I was Demarco Rodriguez's son and started calling me Demraco Jr. I just went wit it and it kinda stuck. I guess that's my kingpin name." He shrugged. I rubbed his ears again and stared at the ceiling silently, loving the feel of him.

"Mommy, I hungry." I looked the door to see Cam rubbing his eyes and holding a towel. He always sleeps with a towel, don't ask, cause I have no clue why. I walked over to him, scooped him in the my arms taking him to his bathroom to brush and wash his face, while I did the same. We walked downstairs and looked around the kitchen finding eggs and pancake mix, something quick. I started mixing the batter up and placing it in the hot pan. "Daddy!" Cam yelled. Bryan picked him up and kissed his cheeks. "Whats good lil man?" "Can I have a new toy?" Bryan laughed. "Yeah man, when we get back home, we'll go to the the store." "Nope, he got all those toys upstairs, no more." I could feel them both pouting from behind me. "Stop pouting." Bryan laughed and walked over to me wrapping his arms around my chubby waist. He kissed my neck softly. "Lemme spoil my son." He whispered leaving the little hairs on my neck to spring up. I took a deep breath to focus on cooking. "No." I held my ground until I felt little pecks to the back of my neck and ear. "Alright, Alright. Just stop!" I yelled. He chuckled before smacking my ass and walking away. I glared at the back of his head and continued doing what I was doing.

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After we ate we had a meeting to go to, so I got Cameron showered while Bryan got him dressed. I wore a Givency long sleeved,tight fitting emerald green knee length dress, with my black suede Loubiton pumps, put on a little makeup and grabbed my black Celine bag. Bryan wore all Gucci. "We can't take Cam to the meeting." I looked myself in the mirrors, fixing my lipstick. "I know, I'm dropping him off at my dad's" I looked at him puzzled. "And when were you gonna tell me that?" He shrugged rolling a blunt. "When we arrived." I smacked my lips and grabbed Cam's hand making sure he had the toys he wanted to bring. "Asshole." I mumbled walking out the door. I unlocked the door and strapped Cam in before sitting in the passenger side. "When we get in the meeting Demarco is what you call me, do not call me Bryan." He started the car and we were off.

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-Tushari :)