The life of Seven has expanded tremendously. She is a married woman with three kids. Her children are her world. And they have their own lives too as she did when she was their age. Will they stumble into the same pitfalls like she did? Or rise abov...
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I was in a deep sleep until I felt someone slap me.
"Ow what the hell?!" I ask popping up in the bed. My face was stinging.
"What happened babe? Bad dream?" She said looking up from her book. She was sitting in the bed reading next to me. I know she slapped me but she was acting like she was innocent.
"Did you slap me Seven?" I ask her crossing my arms. She pouted and shook her head.
"Slap you? Boy you are crazy. I been reading this whole time. Maybe your dream just felt too real." She shrugged looking back at her book.
"Bruh how when I was dreaming about ice cream? I know yo ass slapped me!" I said with a straight face and she started laughing hard. I smacked my teeth and knocked her book out her hand. She jumped on top of me and we started wrestling. I rolled over and pinned her down.
"Okay okay I tap out!" She whined and I rolled off and laid beside her.
"I did want to talk to you about something though, it's important." She said propping herself up on her hand and looking at me with sad eyes. All these years we had been through a lot. So it's never hard for me to know when something is bothering her.
"What is it beautiful?" I ask pushing her hair behind her ear. She looked so beautiful even straight out of bed.
"It's London, she made another fake page. She saw that Francesca had the baby. She was so upset that she hasn't met him. And I mean babe it hurt me so bad to see her cry. Do you think you could try to contact Francesca?" She said with tears spilling out of her eyes. It's amazing to me how my wife has grown into such a great woman. She has loved London like she was her on. Even though when she first found out about her the reaction was explosive.
Flashback
I stared in the mirror and thought to myself how I was going to tell Seven about London. She was born yesterday and I needed to go see her. I keep putting off telling Seven because she just had our baby girl Kendra a month ago. But since London is finally here I can't hide it anymore.
"Babe answer your phone it's gonna wake the baby!" Seven burst in the bathroom handing me my phone. As soon as I grabbed it the phone stopped ringing. She walked back out and I followed. She had Kendra laying on a spread out blanket in the middle of the bed.
"This probably the college calling about my application. I'll be right back" I said quietly and stepped out the room. I walked outside and called the number back.
"Hello, this number just called me." I said unsure of who it was. Whoever it was had a loud as background.
"Yes this is North Side Hospital NICU. Are you related to a Ms.Francesca Wilson?" She asked and my heart dropped. Did something happen to the baby or her. How the hell did this lady get my number?
