Building Trust Through Our Issues

Epilogue (Part II)

I'm apologizing in advance because this chapter is reaaaal churchy. I couldn't help it. 😩 Mookie's testimony takes me in every time lol. 🙌🏽

Also, I'm still looking for someone to make a cover for the spinoff to this book. I've received some great ones already but if you'd like to make one you still have time. Just send me a message on kik (username in bio) for more details if you're interested.

List of Current Ages:
Armoni - 39
Jerome - 42
Chris - 44
Aireka - 45
Aaliyah - 25
Austin, Whitney, and Marcus- 26
Amani and Austin Jr - 9
Zyonn - 29
Jerome Jr - 18
Jaylon and Jaydon - 16
Alayshia and Arianna - 10
London and CJ - 9
Camryn and Chloe - 4

Armoni POV:

"I can't believe my baby is about to be a whole eighteen year old. An adult. This just isn't fair." I mumbled to myself as I followed Jerome around the car dealership. My first born baby boy was turning eighteen and graduating from high school in a few days. As one of his many gifts, we were purchasing him a new car.

He was currently driving the latest Camaro. I told him he could get whatever car he wanted for his sixteenth birthday, so we got him what he asked for. A Camaro. He could've asked for a Range Rover, BMW, or a Bentley and we would've gotten it for him but he asked for a Camaro. My baby was so humble.

Jerome and I had it narrowed down to three different cars and we were making the final decision today. It was between a G Wagon, Mercedes, or BWM. Since he was my big baby he honestly could've gotten all three out of me but Jerome was being a party pooper and he rained on my parade.

I honestly wasn't prepared for this and it was taking all of my inner strength to keep from busting out into tears. Everybody that knows me personally, knows that I love all of my kids equally and I don't have favorites but Jr was my soft spot. He's my firstborn and he's been there with me through everything.

Not only was Jr graduating this year, my Godbabies; Mikayla and MJ were too. I'm so glad they're back in California, now Andrea and I can be each other's shoulder to cry on during this difficult time.

"Seems like yesterday we were making him." Jerome grinned as he draped his arm over my shoulder. I gave him a blank look before slinging his arm off of me and stepping away from him. I made sure to flash my wedding ring and the tattoo of Chris's name on my wrist in his face.

Two years ago at Aireka's bachelorette party, I somehow managed to get stupid drunk. But I honestly think my drink was spiked because I don't even remember drinking any alcohol. All I know is; the next day I woke up with three new tattoos and my nipples pierced.

My first tattoo was the one on my wrist, the second was a portrait of my father on my back, and then third was a trampstamp of Chris' name. The nipple rings came out right away but there wasn't anything I could do about the tattoos. To make me feel better, Chris got my name in the same place on his wrist. Instead of getting a trampstamp, he got Mookie on his pelvic bone with a pair of lips. So now we both have a ratchet tattoo of each other.

"Nah it doesn't. It's more of a blur for me." I responded dryly as I shrugged my shoulders.

"You not the only one with a ring nigga." He scoffed as he raised his hand and waved his wedding band in my face.

"But I'm the only one acting like it." I smirked. I left Jerome in the spot he was standing in and walked over to the latest Mercedes Benz. Jr was a good kid and he deserved the absolute best so I was going to make sure my baby got the best.