All About Timing

Chapter Thirty-Two

'I have no regrets in life, I just have lesson's learned.'

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If someone told me that this is where I would end up five years later after leaving Orlando, I wouldn't of believed them.

Through the course of five years I have done the most stupidest things and greatest things ever.

I was smart and dumb at the same time.

I opened up a studio in Austin, Texas and was working out of there for a while. I taught music and art lessons out of there, alongside of other peoples that had I the great privilege of knowing.

I left it to Kevin, who found a similar passion like me; trying to help kids who come up in rough situations and teach them how to cope through the pain through art and music, not drugs like I did.

I am actually opening up another studio in Orlando, where I plan to do the same thing, it's in the process of being built and I have so much to work to do for it.

Also, I'm pregnant. Which is a reason why I actually moved back to Orlando and I didn't want to raise my future kid away from my moms and siblings.

And yes, siblings, I have three younger siblings.

Haven is 12, my moms adopted her three years ago and she has a similar past like mine. She also came with a younger brother, who is 6, named Lyle. Then Momma had a baby who is now 2, named Emory who is just adorable.

Both Momma and Mom are retired, Momma actually is Orlando's Head Coach and Mom has her own clothing line now.

Of course, Emily still plays for Orlando but we haven't talked in over six months. We got into a fight and I'll take the blame for it completely. Our relationship has stayed just as friends as well, she wanted more and I was being, let's just say, "difficult".

But here I am, sitting on my brand new couch that I just bought for my house and I feel pretty content.

"Ahhhh! Bubba! Ly get me," Emory screams, running into my arms as I pick him up.

Lyle grabs onto my leg, clinging on as he laughs.

"Hey! Easy with your Bubba!" Mom tells the boys as they both calm down.

"Mom I'm okay," I try to reason with her as I hold Emory.

"I know but they need to learn to be gentle, especially this one," she says, pointing to Emory who giggles.

"Bubba has a baby, right there," Mom tells him, pointing to my stomach. Emory cocks his head to the right, confused.

"Baby?"

"Yes a baby," I tell her as he reaches down to touch my stomach.

"Isn't that weird, he's only going to be like 2 years older than his niece or nephew?" I question Mom who shrugs her shoulders.

"I don't think so, although, I wasn't expecting to be a Grandma so soon," she tells me, grabbing Emory and sending him off to destroy my house some more.

"Does Emily know?" Mom questions, I turn around, picking up a blanket from the floor before setting it on my couch.

"I haven't talked to Emily in months mom," I explain to her.

"Aryn...." Mom starts off, sitting on the couch next to me, "as someone who waited to long to tell someone how they felt and fought against their feelings for years, talk to her."

I glance down at my hand, rubbing my amber colored gem.

"I'll call her soon," I reason with her as she smiles, grabbing my hand.