Exchange (Sequel)

°Chapter 1

2 years later

"Come her Tj now." Lamia called out to her son.

"Sup mom." Her son walked into the kitchen.

"Sup? You want to try that again?"

"Yes mom."

"Go get your little sister and wash y'all hand."

Lamia son was about to be three years old soon and her daughter is about to be two soon.

"I'm coming." Lamia yelled as her doorbell rang.

"If it isn't Miss Elia." She greeted her best friend with a hug.

"Yes, yes."

"Move out the way. Where's my phew phew?"

Their he was Elia son.

"Armani been crying all day girl. Here you can keep him," she handed her the car seat. "Now where's my baby Tyla? that's who I'm looking for. I'm tired of boys."

She rushed and found her playing with her toys in their living room. Lia always spoiled Tyla because she was the only girl out of the kid trio. Tyler Jr., Tyla, and Armani in that order.

"My baby."

"Tt." The little girl rushed to her arms and embraced her in a huge.

"Hey Tj. You can't speak? Taking after your father I see."

"Hey auntie Lia," he said with so much energy. "Where's Mani?" He said referring to her son.

"Over there with your big head momma."

He walked off. "Oooo mommy Tt called you big head."

"Snitch," she blurted out after she stuck her tongue out at him.

This is what she enjoyed most about her college experience. Growing a huge bond with Lamia is eventually became a sister she never had. They were two and two it was almost impossible to see them separate at first.

Elia also counted on Lamia during he hardest part of her life. When she needed her the most. It was a bond that was made that could never and will never be broken.

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"So, whats for dinner?"

"Ordered pizza Ty on his way home and I don't feel like cooking."

Elia smiled. Ty had been drafted into the NBA and moved his little cute family down with him.

Lamia didn't want to at first because she wanted to be independent, but she also knew she could be independent and still have someone help her out.

"Sounds like a plan Missy. Let me go make Mani his bottle before he kill us all with his crying." She went to go tend to her son needs.

"Daddy's home." Tyler walked through the door with a pizza box in his hand.

"Hey daddy." His children ran towards him and he picked them both up.

"Okay okay," he put the down. "Daddy sore from today. Let's eat."

He walked and ran into Elia. He stared at her awkwardly.

"And, who is this little fella?" He started shaking her son hand.

"This is Mani."

"Look at you babysitting."

"Babysitting?" She laughed. "No this is my child Armani."

"Armani? How old is he?"

"He's one like lala. Literally just turned one you could say."

"And, his name Armani? Man that sounds familiar."

"Oh!" Then she walked off. That was literally their first time seeing each other in a long time. So, it awkward on both ends of the party.

Every time she'd come over to their house Tyler would be on the road at a NBA game. She also was avoiding him for specific reasons.