**Christmas Day**
Today was the day Trey and I would spend our first Christmas together as a family.
Trey and I were waken up due to the baby screaming through the baby monitor. “You stay here, I got it." Trey said kissing my head. “Thanks baby." I said half sleep. I got up and took a shower and put on some clothes. When I got out I had on a bra and a pair of Trey's boxers. “Is my baby doing ok?” Trey said pulling me onto his lap. “I want to have sex but I can't, but on the other hand I have my beautiful family. So I guess I'm ok.” I joked. “We're gonna have a Christmas party tonight, Chris is coming with his girl Dakota and August is at home with his wife Serenity. They invited their family to their house, plus Serenity is pregnant.” Trey explained.
“Yea I remimber Serenity, but not Dakota. I have to call Serenity to see how she's doing.” I replied. “Usher Raymond is suppose to swing by and leave back out. I'm taking Brooklyn to your parents.” he said. “No need, the baby sitter is coming.” I shook and got up to go get the baby.
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“Trey I don't know what to wear.” I screamed from the closet. “Where the black outfit I bought.” he yelled back. We had already taken Brooklyn to my parents and we had a cheif downstairs preparing the food. I put on my clothes and walked into the bathroom to see what Trey had on. He had on his all white outfit. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and took a selfie of us and posted it on instagram. The caption was: My breath, my rock, my biggest supporter, my husband.
“I looked good in that picture. But then again, I look good anyway.” Trey joked.
Trey
“Baby go on downstairs and check on the cheif and see how the food is coming.” I suggested. I went over and looked at a text I had gotten earlier.
KIM: Why are you resisting me and you know you want me.
ME: That's your imagination Kim. I have a family I don't need another one.
KIM: Family? You call that a family? Trey get with the winning team, this bitch runs a store with her own clothing line. She's irrelevant. Meanwhile I'm a rapper known all over the world.
ME: A rapper known for popping her pusay because what you don't understand is that I want a woman a real woman.
KIM: No Trey she just has you pussy whipped....
ME: I haven't got nun in 13 or 14 months.... You wouldn't last a day. Bye man, I ain't got time for yo ass.
I put the phone down.
“Baby guest are arriving.” Brook said poking her head into the room. I went down the stairs to greet everybody. “What's up Usher." I said dapping him up. “Sevyn." I said hugging her. “What's up Chris man." I said dapping him up also.
After a while I went and stood in the middle of the room and made a toast. “A toast to sexy women!" I joked making everyone laugh. “But seriously, come her baby girl." I said telling my wife to stand next to me. “Toast to, beautiful long relationships. Happy families, love, good loving, and more love until we grow old and gray." I toasted kissing her cheeks. We all clinked our glasses together. I pumped the music up just a tad and we turned up.
Brook
I talked to Sevyn for a while. She was really nice and outgoing that's probably why we get along so well. “So where is the baby." She asked. “Come upstair with me, she's in the room withthe baby sitter." I stated. We went up the stairs into the room. I got her from the baby sitter and we sat on the couch in the baby room. “Lorraine could you excuse us?" I asked the babysitter. “What's her name? She so beautiful." Sevyn said as I pasted her over. “Brooklyn Marilyn Leigh Neverson. We call her Marilyn Leigh after my mom's name.” I replied.
“Oh, she's precious. But I heard Kim was supposed to be coming for you.” she quoted. “She want Trey. A lot of women do. But unlike them she doesn't know how to be respectful.” We talked for maybe 45 minutes. Until we went back to join to party. Another 3 hours the party was over and we escorted everyone out.
Later that night when Trey and I got ready for bed the doorbell began to ring so I ran downstairs with my gym shorts a tank top, and a button up, long sleeve shirt on to answer it. “May I- Oh um hey Kim. Why are you here?" I said standing in the door. “You bitch! Where is my man?" Kim Relic screamed. “Lower your voice please.” I said softly. “TREY!!” she yelled. Trey came running down stairs. “What's going- what are you doing here?!” he said with anger in his voice. “Trey, baby I came for you.” she said. “I don't want you Kim. I'm sorry. ” he said. “Why are you doing shit the hard way?! Well if you don't want me, you can't have this bitch!” she yelled.
Under her jacket she pulled out a loaded shotgun and aimed it at me. Next thing I know there was a gun fire. Trey pushed me down out of the way. “Oh shit.” she said running our of the house. I looked over to see Trey in his own pool of blood.... Half lifeless and limp. “TREY!! TREY!! Baby wake up, I'm gonna get help ok,” I scream whipping tears that were running like a stream and falling from my face. I took off my button up shirt and tied it tightly around the shot area.
911: 911 what is you emergency.
ME: My husband Tremaine Neverson has been shot! Please hurry.
911: On our way.
“Listen to me Trey.” I said trying my hardest to keep him alert. His eyes began to roll to the back or his head. “Listen to me dammit!” I yelled which shifted his eyes back on me. “I laid my head on his chest until the police and ambulance got there and drove us to the hospital.
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Sorry I have not updated in a while. I have a lot of extra curricular activities right now along with school. But there are not many more chapters to go until the end of the book then it will be sequel time!!!!
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