Tonight (Sequel to All I Want to be is Somebody to You (A Brad Simpson Fanfic))

Chapter 11: Oh oh now!

Five years later...

I woke up early this morning.

"Mum! Mummy!" I hear Brandon's voice. He and Brenda enter the door. I'm in my bed.

"Good morning mummy!" Brenda greets.

"Good morning, my angels." I greet. I hear indistinct footsteps. Either Bradley, Toby, or Tatiana. I got out of bed, picking up Brandon. He's five. His green eyes are rather peculiar but he looks like Brad. He has Brad's mess of hair.

Tatiana comes in with Toby. Bradley follows. I run into Brad's arms.

"Happy Birthday!" They all yell. I smile. Yesterday was Bradley's birthday and today is mine.

"Thank you! I love you guys!" I kiss Brad, Brenda, Toby, Brandon, last Tatiana.

"Tammy, get ready! Today, you're going to be treated well." Brad says.

I get dressed in a simple red dress with white polka-dots. And then walk down the stairs. My family is waiting. Ross, Leah and their daughter, Maricruz, are downstairs. She's sick with lung cancer, therefore, has her oxygen tank and cannulas. Miranda and James walk in with their daughter, Jamie. Demi and Connor walk in, smiling. Demi is pregnant and holds on to Connor. Kat, Tris, Katie, and Matthew walk in together. Seeing all my friends have families is amazing.

My happiness stops when I see Liberty enter with Joey.

"Hey Tammy!" Liberty chants. "Happy birthday." She's holding one baby and Joey the other. They had twins?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold it! You weren't invited. You leave at this instant." Brad yells.

"But we're friends!"

"You weren't invited. Ever since your little stunt, Tammy doesn't want to see you." Brenda and Brandon stand beside Brad.

"How many rug rats did you have?" She squints her eyes.

"I don't own any 'rug rats' I only have four children if that is what you are referring to." Toby and Tatiana emerge from their hiding behind me, and walk forward to beside their brother and sister.

"Leave my mummy alone!" Brenda yells. She's seven years old. Her dress flows back to empathize her anger.

"Leave my daddy alone." Tatiana follows.

"Leave!" Brandon and Toby say in unison. Brad steps back and watches them. They continue yelling at Liberty and Joey to leave. Until Miranda and Jamie spring into action.

"Uncle Joey! Leave!" Jamie shrieks.

"Joey please! Don't make this worse!" Miranda implores. Joey and Liberty exchange looks and walk down the steps. I pick up Brenda and hold her to my face.

"Mummy, don't worry. He's gone. We can still have a good time."

"I know Brenda. We will. I was only worried." Brad walks over. "Where are the kids?"
"I'll get them." Austin says, getting to the door. Tallia runs behind him. My dad comes up, with Toni and Julie.

"Hello Tammy." Julie says, giving me a hug.

"Hello sis." Toni comes. "Happy birthday."

"Thanks." I smile.

Austin runs up, Tatiana in one hand, Brandon in the other. Toby follows Tallia.
"I'm sorry about that." He says. "Anyway, happy birthday Tammy. Happy belated birthday Brad." Brad makes a face at me.

"Thank you. I feel so proud." Brad makes a face. Everyone begins to laugh.

"Thank you, Austin." I said. I gave him a hug. Brad walks over and stands by the door.
"Let's go to my beautiful wife's birthday party!" He says. I smile and run over, pushing him against the wall. "Hey, get off me!"

"No! Guests first, then the birthday girl, lastly, the host." I kiss him slowly. "Thank you." I whisper in his ear. He begins to shiver, therefore, giving him goosebumps.

"It was nothing. At least I'm somebody to you." I felt goosebumps.

"Let's go." He picked me up from my feet. My heels were beginning to fall. "Brad! My heels!" He fixed my position and picked up my heels. I was some what squirming like a worm.

"Stop moving!" He got me outside. I saw as everyone took out their cameras and began taking pictures of us. I see my mom exiting a car.

"Tammy?" She looks at me. I leap out of Brad's arm and race down the grass, barefoot. I get into my mother's grasp. "Happy birthday." She says under all her tears. Her makeup is already smeared.

"Thank you mom! I love you." I cry.

"I love you too." My kids circle around my mom, giving her a hug. "Hello, my lovelies." She begins to smile.

"Are you coming to mummy's birthday party?" Brenda asks.

"Of course." I see Brad's mother, father, Natalie, and her boyfriend, Christopher.
"Happy birthday, Tammy!" Brad's mom says.

"Thanks. Thanks for coming too." I say, giving her a small hug.

"Anything for you" I smile. The kids walk over and hug her.

"Grandmum! You're here!" They begin hugging her. We all begin entering our vehicles and we drove to wherever Bradley is taking me.

I got out and saw a girl, tall, with blue eyes, long blonde hair. She looked like an Arian with a golden cross. Not trying to sound rude to the Jewish or Christian, or the people who think of it as a terrible genocide, but she looked like she would survive in the holocaust. Her shorts were way to short and her halter top was skanky. I swear you could see her breast under that white halter top. Her heels were at least one foot high. Her makeup made her look like a clown. Now, I don't usually judge a book by its cover but she, she was definitely a slut. A. S-L-U-T!

She walked to Brad and threw her arms around his neck. She started kissing his cheek. Until she made her way to his lips. Now, I've had enough of these girls. My kids may be watching but I don't give a fuck if they're watching. And Bradley. Oh... Bradley Simpson is being a total dick head. I ran after two minutes of pure torture, grabbing this white trash from my boy pushing her to the ground. I began to kick her. Brad started grabbing my arms. He wasn't really successful, therefore, his attempts failed.

I was kicking her for a few minutes until the police came and arrested me. I remember, Miranda trying to get me away from her. Brad did nothing but bite his nails. I feel so bad. I've never beaten or assaulted anyone. Now I'm here, in a cop car, getting taken away to the commissary.