November 2001:
Unfortunately, Cube and I broke up, but it's nothing major. I wasn't really happy in the relationship, compared to Keri and I's own. I'm one month away from dropping this load. Tamar came by to keep me company--yet, she's very annoying.
"Tamar, for the last time.. STOP RUBBING MY STOMACH." I exclaimed. She's been touching me for the past hour, which is driving me nuts.
"I just want your baby to look like me, that's all." Tamar said, popping her lips. I know us Braxton girls look alike, but I wouldn't be satisfied if my son looked like Tamar.
She's gorgeous and all, but sorry. I want my child to look like his mama.
"I want Denim to look like me, or maybe his daddy." I smiled.
"I cannot wait to become someone's mama. I just don't want to be in labor for hours. Some women are in labor for days. Hope that ain't you." Tamar said. She made me nervous about the labor part.
"Thank you so much, jackass..for making me feel even more anxious and nervous. I just want to have an easy birth, even though I'm having a C-Section." I said, eating pistachio ice cream.
"You tried it..I ain't no jackass, you fool. I'll be by your side, cause I know you would be there for me, if I have a kid." Tamar smiled.
"Tamar Estine, you want kids? You're the same person that hates being around your nieces and nephews. You do know that once you have a kid, you gotta keep and not give it back, to one of your siblings?" I laughed.
"When I find the right dude, I'll break down and have a kid."
The right dude?
"I thought Joe was the one for you." I said.
"He's too career driven, and never got time for me. It's fine, cause I've been looking on some dude, that worked with you yeaaars ago." Tamar said, emphasizing years.
"I am not that old, but who is he?" I asked.
"He is Vincent Herbert, the fluffy one." Tamar blushed.
"Awww, T. Tamar and Vincent sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G." I sang.
"How old are we?" Tamar asked.
"I'm a youth." I smiled, placing the empty bowl on the coffee table.
"Yeah, in dog ears." Tamar mumbled. She wasn't low; I heard every word.
"You tried it." I said, rolling my eyes.
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FanfictionThirty-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.
