"You little stinky turd!" I scrunched my face up as I changed him. He giggled, kicking his legs. "Quit boy before you get this shit all over you."
"Hmm...Hmm." He babbled on as he started reaching up for me.
"Betta' tell her!" I heard Odell say, then a high pitched squeal. I rolled my eyes & smiled. I finished changing Stinky Boy & picked him up.
"Mommy, I wanna play with King now!" Sonny whined, running in. Odell chuckled, looking over at him.
"Okay Punkin..." I put him down & he crawled past Sonny, out of the Nursery.
"King, whea' you going!?" Sonny ran after him.
"Hey, my pretty Princess..." I walked over to Odell & kissed my sweet baby girl. She giggled.
After a loooooong hour of Odell & I going back and forth arguing in the hospital, we finally named them King Cornelious & Princess Sahra Beckham. I wanted to name him Prince but whatever, that was almost eight months ago, can't dwell on the past. I fell in love with them, an unconditional love; a love that can't be broken nor destroyed. King & Princess are my entire life. I live, breath, and all of my day consists of Kingy & Cece. Though Sonny steals them from me every time I have them, they're all my baby. My world revolves around all of them.
In the hospital, after seeing them & holding them for the first time, something sparked in Odell's eyes. Love, eternal love. Something changed in Odell that day. He found love for not only me & the growing love he has for Sonny after what Christina did, but he found love for children. His children. Princess. That's all he needed to break this ridiculous excuse of not wanting kids. His Princess, his babygirl, his angel, Daddy's Little Girl. I hate that having a daughter got him to put his guard down about kids. He even asked for more kids after he saw them.
FLASHBACK
"I like the name Prince, for a boy." I said as we sat around coming up with baby names. "And the girl's name can be Heiress."
"Absolutely fuckin not!" Odell spat, holding our daughter.
"And why the hell not!?" I spat back. He rolled his eyes, ignoring me.
"We should name him Odell III, and his sister Sahra..." He suggested.
"No!" I yelled. "They're my children and I'm going to name them!"
"So dey ain't my kids?" He argued. "Afta' I was beatin' dat pussy up all damn night....includin' dat mawnin', but dey ain't my damn kids?!"
"ODELL!!" Mama spat at him. He looked over at her and Jazzy, then sighed.
"We still ain't namin' my son no damn Prince." He scuffed, looking down at our little sleeping beauty & gently laid her back in the bassinet with her brother.
"Fuck you..." I mumbled, folding my arms.
The Next Morning
"Ya' get it?" I heard Odell whispering.
"Yeah mane." I heard Benius' voice as well. "And congratulations brotha'." They dapped.
"Thanks man." Then I heard the door open & shut. "A'ight lil homie and my lil Princess.....I got a mission fa' y'all." And after that I drifted back to sleep.
While I slept, I dreamt of us having more kids and eventually getting married. How our wedding would be, where we'd have it, the dress I wore. I could cry if I could in my sleep. I love Odell so fuckin much, but he really gets on my nerves sometimes.
"Babeh?" I heard Odell's voice again. "Babeh, wake up fa' me." I whined. He chuckled. "I promise ya' can go back ta' sleep afta'.." I sighed & slowly fluttered my eyes open. "Mawnin' beautiful." He kissed me. I smiled.
"Goodmorning handsome." I giggled. He just looked at me & into my eyes. "Junior, what's wrong?" He shook his head & smiled.
"The twins have something to show you." He said, then as if on cue, my baby boy started crying.
"Awww! Bring him here!" I pouted. Odell smirked & walked over to get him and his sister. I laughed. "Why is my baby wearing a pink onesie?" I took him & his sister from Odell.
I laid my daughter in my lap as I gently rocked her brother back to sleep. I looked down at her. She had on a blue onesie with pink writing on it saying: "marry daddy?"
"What?" I mumbled to myself, then looked down at her brother & he had on a pink onesie with blue writing. I laid him down by his sister.
Together it read: "Mommy, will you marry daddy?"
"Odell...?" I looked over at him, with a velvet box open & a beautiful ring was in it. I started crying.
"Babeh, ya' know how I feel 'bout ya' so it ain't no need fa' me ta' look like a lil bitch right now. But I love ya' ta' da death of me. And I need ya' foreva' in my life. King and Princess both agreed dat dey ain't livin' wit' one parent and not da otha'." He smirked, then chuckled. "Dominique, babeh will ya' marry me?"
"Yes Odell!" I giggled, wiping my tears. Then I paused. "Wait....King and Princess? I love it." He just chuckled & kissed me.
"Can we have another one?" He looked up at me. I shook my head.
END OF FLASHBACK
"Guess who tried ta' have'a full out conva'sation wit' Kaia on FaceTime?" Odell laughed. I smiled.
"I swear to you that they are like the best of friends....and Cece can't even talk yet." I took her from Odell & walked downstairs.
"Lord knows she be tryin'...." He continued to laugh. I looked down at Princess & she was glaring behind me at Odell. I let out a hardy laugh.
"This girl is too much..."
"Just like ha' damn mama.." Odell mumbled. I turned on my heels & glared at him. He just smiled.
"Who asked you!?" I spat, then walked into the living room.
"Ya' kno' I luh ya' babeh!" He yelled after me.
"Whateva nigga!"
"No King!" I heard Sonny yelled. "Stop eating my iPad!" I smiled & shook my head.
The Next Morning
"You better not have no more damn kids!!" Apryl spat, hugging me as I walked into the cafe. I just laughed.
"That's not your say, but I can hold off." I told her. "The twins are enough right now...."
"I'm just glad you're back." Then she grabbed my hand, lifting my arm. "And this snap back is killing it!" I laughed.
"You know I stay in the gym..."
"I bet your pregnant ass was in the damn gym too." She shook her head.
"You damn right!" I giggled. "I don't give a damn if I was pregnant, by the time I had them negros I was gonna get my body back."
"I heard that!" She laughed, giving me a high five.
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Glow [Sequel to Kidnapped] || Odell Beckham Jr
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