One Year Later
As i was walking in the toddler aisle for clothes at target, now 1 and 1/2 year old Tj, started saying "mommy hungwy". "okay tj one minute, im almost done buying your new clothes, then ill ask zachary to order us some pizza so by the time we reach home we'll eat , ok baby?" i ask while looking at some cute blue and green trunks for him". "yay yay" he said while smiling.
"235.78 is your total " the cashier said as i pulled out my credit card. on my way to my mercedes benz 2019 i called zachary. "hey baby" he answered.
"hey bae, um tj is hungry, and i dont mind eating anyways , you mind ordering our quick order at dominos?" "ofcourse, cant wait to see you love, idk why you wanted me to stay home", he said . i actually wanted him to stay home because i wanted a little one on one time with tj, even tho i do with zachary around but not 100%. "ill be home in 10, cya soon " as i blew him kisses and hung up.
as i took tj out the car, he walked to the door than fell lightly, "aww momas baby you ok?" "ywes mama" he said as i got the rest of the bags and opened the door, as we came in i saw zachary and his friend, jeremiah sitting down playing 2k. "baby!" zachary said and came up and kissed me "hey baby" i said smiling while kissing him back" "ywuck" tj said while smiling. then went and hugged zachary. zachary was indeed a good boyfriend and step dad. we have our ups and downs but, its better than my previous relationship with my baby father.
"wassup japan" jeremiah said tryna be funny as always, "shutup nigga, where cristine? go hunch on her or something " i said while putting tj in his play pen . "man we not on good terms at the moment" he said waving me off . "i wonder why" zachary said while play wresting him. "fuck nigga u play to much" jeremiah said as he was tryna hold his balance and beat zachary.
as i was done sorting out tjs clothese, the pizza man came. i gave him a 50$ and took the pizza. its been about 30 minutes and jeremiah left. "baby i wanna go on a lil vacation with you and tj, you know im tryna fly my lil family out to dubai" he said. "dubai!??? aww baby forreal?!!" i asked in excited. "yes baby forreal , anything to keep a smile on my baby girl and sons face" he said as he picked up tj from his play pen. i smiled and started reminiscing about talen, talen was supposed to treat me this right, even tho its been 9 months since we officially stopped talking and 5 and 1/2 since me and zachary been serious. zacharys been making me happy, yes hes a druglord but he's smarter than talen with it. or is he.
DINGGGGG
The door bell rang about 20 minutes later, we were all sitting on the couch watching love dont cost a thing, "bae get it im full" i said tryna get atleast one more bite of pizza" "aight ma" he said getting up. he looked through the peep hole and his facial expression said it all, i wonder who it can be.
It was talen. as zachary opened the door and ran straight back to me. i was shocked, yes me and talen are co parenting but the rule is to call in advance to see tj, and he failed to do so.
talen with a attitude rolling his eyes at us. "tj baby time to spend some time with daddy ok?" "yah" tj said smiling happen as i got his personal bag. " how long do you plan on spending with him?" i asked talen nonchalantly, "ill keep him for a few days, toll thursday " he said. "i supposed theres nothing wrong with that" i said handing him the bag, i felt the tension between zachary and talen just by the way they were looking at eachother.
"give mommy kiss bye bye" i gave tj a kiss as he kissed me back"wove u" he said " i love you more baby". as i made my way back to sit by zachary the door shut and they were gone, "i know his ass dont fwm but cuh better make it less obvious next time, noone worried bout his ass" zachary said while looking kinda annoyed . "bae stop, hes still my
baby daddy, remember " "yaa yaa" he said then started kissing me "dont start nun you cant finish" i said while giggling and receiving his hickies, he bit his lips. "come mami let me give you a lil someone" he said while winking and reaching for my shorts ".
