Magnolia (playboi carti fanfic)

Epilogue

6 years later

"C'mon, we have to go see da-da." I talk in my baby voice to Sheylin, my beautiful baby girl.

She was sat on the counter, sucking on a pineapple I had cut up just now. I smile at her, kissing her forehead that causes her to smile goofily, showing all gums.

I cradle against my chest as I walk over to the patio door, swinging the door open.

"I went to Florida State, like we always talked about. I graduated with a bachelor's in English. I'm thinking of being an English teacher, like you. For me, at least."

Jaime was out there with James. He had been teaching him how to surf. "Okay I have fresh fruit, who wants some?" I yelled loud enough to the two to hear. Jaime picks James up from his board, and swings him so his feet ski the water.

I laugh at the two, setting the bowl of front on the picnic table as I still held Sheylin. She was trying to watch everything with her big eyes, gaining as much information a 3-year-old could.

Jaime walks over to me, giving me a quick kiss before sitting Jame's down on the table top. Sheylin began reaching her arms out like she wanted to sit with her brother. She always tried to do everything he did.

I sat her down, standing back and rubbing my belly afterwards. I was pregnant again, in my second trimester.

"I've been keeping in touch with my biologicals. Yes, that's what I call them. Even though it's been 6 years. You know, what's 6 years to 18.

Anyways, the twins, Malia and Talib are going to middle school now. They're so big mom. And smart. Michael got married last year. He married Nia, his longtime sweetheart. She's a really nice girl. She's from Jacksonville, North Carolina. Funny right? Who knows, maybe she's apart of your family we were on our way to.

Myesha's growing up now too. She has a baby on the way with this boy she's been seeing. He's alright, but she could do better. I guess sometimes you have to go through something bad, to understand the good. At least that's what I have to tell myself some times. I'm doing alright. I still stay in our beach house. With my husband Jaime. We have kids. One boy, a girl, and a surprise on the way. I named my daughter after you. Sheylin Tierra Cole. Tierra because, I hoping she gets the chance Tierra Wells didn't.

God, I wish you could see her. I wish you could see all of them. They're all so beautiful. And so smart for their ages.

I'm also still in touch with Carter. He's been a good friend ever since I ran in to him 5 years ago.

The story's funny actually. I was at this convenience store, getting gas. And then I come out, and he's right there beside his car.

Only I didn't mistake his for mines this time.

He's my babies godfather. I'm his godmom to his little son, Jordan. He's about the same age as James. They hang out whenever they get the chance. It's so sweet.

Mom, I just feel the need to tell you this, because I know I couldn't have it if i'd left with you. If I ate your heart.

Thank you for allowing me to let you go.

I forgive you."

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An/

So I just want to talk shortly on my inspiration for this story and why it isn't like a typical fanfic (considering the person who it's for isnt even in the story for a whole week)

I've been this story idea in my drafts for literally a year. I knew how it would end, but the ending hurt me so much and was so hard to write. So yeah, I procrastinated for a year.

I was inspired by these stories of kids who were kidnapped as infants, lived their whole lives with their kidnappers believing them as their mom, only to find out it was all a lie.

Specifically Kamiyah Molbey's story.

Her story really opened up to me how usually in these cases, we feel sympathy for the mother who had her child stolen. We can empathize with the woman who stole someone elses child.

But no one really sympathizes with the kid, who had their life stolen from them, two times. Once by their mother, another when they find out the truth.

I always planted the dreams in there since the beginning of the book. At first, I wasn't going to go in detail with them. But I realized how her dreams could be symbolic for what goes in Schenell's real life.

Carti also, wasn't a huge part of the story. He was originally supposed to, but Schenell wasn't 18. Even though they're only like 2-3 years apart, I didn't want anything romantic between them until Shelly was of age. So yeah, they're relationship was platonic.

But even then I feel thats still important to show because platonic relationships, especially between a man and woman, are so important to have. Like having a male friend who you know doesn't want anything from you or isn't being nice to you for personal gain. (Like Jada and Tupac 🙈) I love whenever I have the opportunity to write characters like that.

Uh yeah. This is the first story I've ever finished, because im always quick to jump to the next thing and pull my inspirations elsewhere.

But I have so many big ideas for my stories currently up, just like this so I do vow to finish those before publishing anymore.

THANK YOU ALL FOR READING