She's My Girl

thirteen

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~Regina's POV~

"Emma what the hell?"

"What?"

"I haven't seen you for like three days. No call or texts. Not even a dang email."

"What?"

"What's the matter with you?"

"Leave me alone. I'm going to work."

"Oh so you think you can just push me away. Fine. I'm not going to work until you fix this." I close my door and go back to my room. I close my laptop and put away the paperwork. It's very important to her business. It's the schedule for the next two days. Before I came there was no schedule for the girls and it was so unorganized. I guess today will be a me day.

I'm gonna take Diego to preschool and then go to the mall. He should be up in thirty minutes.

-mall-

"Jazzy I need clothes for Diego."

"Mmm. This is so nice. Aw Gina what if you had a girl."

"Not with your brother."

"No one else should procreate with him. Idiot."

"It would be nice to have a little girl. I don't think that'll be anytime soon."

"I think so. You seem to be doing good with Emma."

"Not at the moment. Those shoes are nice for D." I ask the salesman for Diego's size.

"Ummm Whats wrong with you and Emma?"

"She's been ghosting me for the past three days and when I saw this morning. I asked her what's the matter and she said nothing. Then I told her I'm not coming to work till she tells me what's wrong."

"Oh damn. She's really like that?"

"Yeah and I didn't expect this from her."

-three years later-

"Diego get that for mummy, please. Emmy get your shoes for mummy. You ready Diego?" Emmy brings me her shoes. I pull her onto the couch and help her with her sandals.

"Mummy can I where my Spider-Man shirt?" My five year old asks.

"Yeah. It's right there. Wear your red shoes with that shirt. No the pant are okay."

Emmy's name is Emily Swan. She is definitely Emma's baby. She's two now and looks just like Emma. She's quiet she does really speak, well she keeps to herself. She also has the same condition as Emma; she's intersex. She's not shy or anything she just doesn't speak.

Today we're going to the park by my mother's house to hang with my brother and his kids. He has three kids. Two girls and a boy. It goes Meliani, Cameron jr., then Jehlani.

~Emma's POV~

I'm nearing the end of my jog when I see Regina and her family. She still looks the same; beautiful. I mean it's only been two-three years. There's a little girl next to her and she looks ... she looks... now wait a minute. The little girl looks just like me. We make eye contact and she looks at me curiously. I walk over to closer and sit on a bench. The girl gets up and walks to me.

"Hi. What is your name?"

"Emma-nee."

"Emma-nee? That sounds like my name."