I hated that Juan was moving to the West Coast, but I knew he had to do what he had to do for his career. He and Sherelle had been doing very well for themselves, and right now Louisville was not big enough for them. The only thing I could not figure out is why he hadn’t told Sherelle yet. I guess he was worried about upsetting her. His twins Skye, and Shai were beautiful. The photographer was having a hard time making Skye smile for the picture. I swear that lil girl was mean as hell. They were all dressed in Osh Kosh jumpers that were pastel colored and the meadow where we were taking pictures looked like something an artist drew up. I was planning on getting these pictures framed to put in my Shay’s nursery. I was trying to do so much in one day, but it was because this move with Juan was last minute and unexpected. I’m glad Nadine took over the reception because Navette was so stressed out lately from trying to run both dry cleaners and help with the center which was my project. Juan was acting so damn weird. He was pacing back and forth and he had not put his phone down since we got here. The photographer finally got Skye’s mean ass to smile and was finishing up her last shots of the girl. I walked over to Juan who had his back turned . I was about to tap him when something he said caught my attention.
“Naw it is not gonna be a need for that. What you mean, you know she is not going with me. Fuck all that I am taking my girls!!”
CLICK
“Aye bruh, you aight?”
Juan turned to me with bloodshot eyes, now I see why he had his back turned.
“Man I got some crazy shit goin on and my music is all tied up in it.”
“Hey, guys can you all come get the girls they are getting feisty! “
I looked over at the photographer and then back at Juan. I guess our convo would have to wait.
Sherelle arrived looking a mess. Instead of her doing my hair I was doing hers. She had mascara running all the way down her face and her Malaysian weave looked completely neglected pulled up into a sloppy bun. I was surprised at how small she had gotten. I know we had been doing Zumba a few times a week, but she looked like she had not been eating. She still had the ass, but I could see her collar bone sticking out of her chest.
“Relly are you gonna tell me what’s wrong,” I asked from behind her as she sat at my vanity. I put down my paddle brush and wrapped my arms around her shoulders resting my head on her shoulder.
“Vette, I love you and Leroi, and I don’t want yall to judge me. I just did what I had to do.”
“OMG Sherelle what did you do, cause you are scaring me.”
She grabbed my arm and pulled me around to the front of her.
“Vette, me and Juan been having major issues.”
“Well that’s to be expected, technically yall are still newlyweds.”
“No, it’s deeper than that. We had some shit pop off when we toured last year that I have not told anybody, well nobody else, but Juan.”
“Okay, well you can always talk to me,” I said grabbing a chair.
She was shaking so hard that I had to grab her hands.
“Okay I guess I should just come out and say it then………………………Juan is not the twins father.”
“Ummm what?”
“I know, I know, I realized something. I was thinking about the conception time, and my due date and it didn’t add up. I forgot that there was one more time that I had sex with P after me and Juan did it in the studio. I was mad at P because he wasn’t spending no time with me. He had went to a cabin one of his friends had in Canada and they all brought their girls except him……………..I was so mad when he came back from that trip that I had even practiced how I was gonna break up with him. He came home and had me a cotton candy pink mink coat. I was still mad, but I tried it on and it felt like a cloud on my skin.”
I was really wanting her to get to the point, but she stayed on this mink coat for at least ten more minutes.
“Anyway, he said that he had missed me this time and that he should have taken me. He said he wanted to make it up to me, and he made t up all night long.”
“How do you know that they are his kids if you slept with both of them?”
She looked at me and took a deep breath, “because I went to see him.”
I jumped up from my chair knocking it over.
“He tried to kill you, and you went to go see him?!! What the fuck is wrong with you?!!”
She flinched from the crashing sound the chair made as it hit the hardwood floor beneath my vanity area.
“Navette, Skai is slightly autistic, and autism doesn’t run in my family or Juan’s family. I had to ask Petey if it ran in his family.”
“Bitch what happened to writing letters?”
“I had to see him Na—“
“You know what, I always give people the benefit of the doubt, but you blowing my mind with this shit! This punk as nigga tried to kill you, set up my husband, and shot yours, and you go see him??!!!
“Navette, you don’t—“
“After my reception I don’t want to ever see you again, and I put that on my dead sister!!!”
