So I know i've been slanking on this book, but it's only because i've been brain dead. I'm not gonna really say too much. BUT! I've been thinking about doing a story contributed to heart break, based on a true story but, I'd like to know if y'all would read it? or Does it sound Dull? Lemme know!
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Quanae P.O.V
The whole situation with DJ and Lauren got me stuck. Of course i'm going to ride with Dj until the wheels fall off, but I didn't want him to say anything. It wasn't Lauren's fault. At least, ion think it was. She wouldn't do something like that to me... Right?
Anyways, I was laying down on Dj's couch while he went to handle some business. He said when he got back, we'd go get some stuff for his son since he'd be staying with us.
I started flicking through the channels until I stumbled across Real Housewives of Atlanta. These old hoes be throwing down on this show. This the one where they was having that pillow talk and Apollo attacked Kenya's best friend.
As soon as the action was about to come, Donovan started crying from Dj's bedroom. I sighed and swung my legs from off the couch, and dragged myself to his room. He was rolling around, but wouldn't fall off the bed because we had pillows surrounding him. I picked him up and rocked him in my arms while putting his pacifier in. I stared down into his eyes.
I swear he looks nothing like Dj. He looks more like Janine. I'm a bit jealous, seeming as though his baby is my ex best friend. I always thought me and Dj would be together forever without anyone stepping between us. I guess it wasn't meant to be.
As soon as I put Donovan back on the bed, between the pillows, Dj came walking in.
"Aw, ain't you a cute mama." He said coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist while kissing my neck.
"Don't say that. Ion wanna get strike by lightening. You know how Janine is. I'm sure she up there cursing me out." I giggled while kissing Donovan's cheek. Something about him says Dj's not his father, but I wouldn't be able to tell him that.
Dj chuckled, "Whatever. You the closest thing he has to a mother now." He whispered like someone was going to hear him. The thought of me raising someone else baby, gave me a chill. "You ready to go?" He asked while going to his dresser to get some money.
I sighed and nodded my head. I looked in the mirror to make sure I still looked cordial. I had a few outfits over Dj's house, that I kept here when I spent the night. Since we were going to the mall, and I had a few thousand dollars saved up, I was going to do a little shopping.
As for my makeup, and accessories... I'm screwed.
I grabbed my phone and purse, then headed out the door to Dj's car. He was carrying Donovan in his car seat, and buckled him in. The whole read to the mall, I just thought about this whole new little family we have. Just yesterday, I was living with a stranger, being held hostage.
"What you thinking about over there?" Dj asked while keeping his eyes on the road, and turning down the music.
I honestly wasn't in the mood for conversation, but it is what it is. "How much my life has changed. I went from loving you, to hating you, to being with someone else, getting pregnant, getting beat and having a miscarriage, to arguing and fighting with my bestfriends, making new friends, getting back with you, and so much more. My life always seems to be rocky." I mumbled the last part.
"Listen. I can't possibly say I understand, cause I haven't been through that much in my life, but I can say that I get where you coming from. It's like everything just hit me at once and I can't be at peace from it. I was thinking... Maybe we should go on Vacation." He said, shocking the hell out of me.
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