Thirty-four year old, Toni Braxton, is excited for motherhood. She has the perfect life. Married to Mint Condition's very own, Keri Lewis, having five Grammy awards, is a blessing. One night ruins everything for the international superstar.
I've been hanging out with Ice Cube lately, and he's been a gentleman to me. His cousin Raymond was Keri's god brother, so they knew each other.
"My album is dropping next month, and there's an album release party, so I was hoping you would like to come." Cube said.
"I don't know, Cube. I'll be seven months pregnant, and I can't drop it like it's hot." I laughed.
"Well, you can sit down in the VIP section, and when the press is there, you can take some nice photos." Cube said.
"Maybe, but how are you doing?" I asked. He took off his baseball cap, and rubbed his head. Keri and Cube had a good relationship, and he loved him like a blood brother.
"I'm good, taking it one day at a time. The real question is, how are you?" Cube asked. "And be honest, don't sugarcoat anything." He added.
"I just miss my man, that's all; it's like you losing Eric (Eazy-E), and you can't get him back. I can hear Keri's voice in the back of my head, often..telling me to not give up, to keep going."
"I remember one time, Keri was drinking, and he had a little too much in his system. He kept saying "Toni is my heart, nobody can come in between us", and he would not stop calling your name."
"I was his world, and so was his son." Denim started kicking, and moving around. Cube's eyes lit up, like a Christmas tree.
"Have a feel," I grabbed his hand, and placed it onto my moving stomach. The kick made him shake a little.
"That shit don't hurt?" Cube asked.
"Nope, it's been going on for quite some time. He kicks me when I sing to him, and when I lay on my right side. I just can't wait to hold him." I said.
"You'll be a great mother." Cube smiled. I looked into his eyes, we got closer, and kissed.
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"Oh God, I'm so dumb." I started to pace the living room, and hyperventilated like crazy
"Tone, relax." Cube said. Telling me to relax while I'm panicking isn't helping me.
"I can't love you, O'Shea."
"Because I'm a 'hood nigga', or something?"
"No, because I'm not ready to love O'Shea," I can tell I'm hurting him.
"We lost someone we both loved, and he was my brother, and he was your husband. It's going to take a while for things to change, on your end..I'll see you later." Cube said.
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