"Well um...I'm his biological father."

"Excuse me?"

The man nodded and reached into his back pockets pulling out a paper and holding it out.

I eyed him and slowly took the paper out of his hand unfolding it.

Travis birth certificate.

The fuck.

I clenched my jaw and scoffed looking at him. "So you did a bunch of research and made a fake birth certificate."

He frowned and shook his head. "No no, that's completely real.

I rolled my eyes. "I have his birth certificate up-"

"No," he cut me off. "You have his quote-unquote adoption papers that your father had to sign in order to call Travis his son."

Bullshit...

"Quincy!" I heard glass shatter and footsteps moving towards me quickly.

"Are you hurt!" He looked at the man and leaned towards me. "Do I need to get the gun?"

I shook my head. "Can you um...watch him while I go grab something?"

"G-Grab the gun-"

"No idiot just- I'll be right back."

I turned and ran upstairs and into my room. Going into the closet I grabbed a key and then bent down grabbing a safe. Unlocking it I rummaged through the papers until I reached a folder marked "Travis".

Grabbing it I looked through the papers and frowned when I pulled one out.

Adoption...order?

"Y/n?"

I quickly shoved the paper back into the folder and turned to look at Travis.

"Did Quincy see a spider again?" He rubbed his eyes and I frowned staring at him.

Chuckling nervously I cleared my throat and closed the safe. "N-No um..." I put the keys up and stood turning to Travis. "Do me a favor and go back to your room for a bit?"

He frowned. "Why?"

"Because..." I glanced out of the door and Travis slowly turned his head looking downstairs.

Dammit.

He slowly backed away as I slowly walked towards him.

"Travis don't you fuckin-"

He bolted out of the room and I ran after him. The fucker was fast and he made it downstairs before I could stop him.

"Who are you?"

Quincy looked at me with wide eyes and raised a brow.

I shrugged and sighed. "Um, Trav this is uh..."

"I'm your biological fat-"

"FAITH!" Quincy yelled.

We all looked at him like he was crazy and he shrugged.

"I was trying to- don't look at me like that."

I rolled my eyes as Travis turned to me.

"Biological what?"

"Father." Diego said causing me to glare at him.

"Is he?"

I shook my head. "He might be I'm not a hundred percent sure-"

"Is he your dad too?"

"Definitely not."

Travis frowned. "So was mom my mom?"

Was she?

I looked a Diego. "Look I can't exactly trust you, which is why I'm not a hundred percent sure why Quincy let you in." I looked at Quincy who grimaced and pretended to look for something.

I rolled my eyes. "You understand right? I think you should go, at least until you have more proof than a piece of paper."

"Wait no," Travis shook his head. "I want to talk to him."

"Travis no, we don't know-"

"That's not fair!" He crossed his arms.

I raised a brow. "What's not fair?"

He huffed and looked down.

"Hello? What's not fair?"

"Never mind." He mumbled.

"No, tell me."

Travis slowly lifted his head and clenched his jaw. My heart fell at the amount of hatred shining in his eyes. "It's not fair that I got abused by a man that wasn't even my father. It's not fair that I had to stay there while you lived your life. If you hadn't left that wouldn't have happened. All you had to do was stay but no, you left, and it's your fault that everything is so fucked now. I shouldn't have got abused by him if he wasn't my dad so I want to talk to my actual father, maybe he's better than the shitty one you left me with."

Wow.

I gulped and chuckled slightly. "Right, well I'm so sorry Travis your right," my voice cracked. "It was a hundred percent my fault. So, go ahead and talk to your dad."

Travis face softened and he cleared his throat. "Thank you."

He turned towards Diego and I blinked rapidly as I bit my lip.

Did he really feel that way or was he just upset?

Who am I kidding he's a kid, a kid always means what they say.

I looked up at Quincy as he watched me silently. I shrugged and backed away sitting on the bottom stair as Diego smiled down at Travis.

"Are you actually my dad?"

I looked down as a pain shot through my chest. He blamed me for what happened? I mean I understand I could've taken him with me but...why didn't I take him with me? How could I leave them there by themselves? If I never left-or took them with me she would still be alive.

It is my fault huh?

I quickly wiped away the tear that rolled down my cheek. Looking up I tuned back into the conversation and sighed.

"Where were you then?"

Diego sighed. "Your mom didn't want anything to do with me."

Wait.

Damn near everyone knew about her death before I did...why'd it take him this long to come for Travis?

"What's your job?" Quincy asked.

Diego frowned glancing at Quincy. "Um, I'm currently unemployed."

"Why?" I quickly cut in.

Diego chuckled. "That's personal."

Travis shrugged. "I don't care if you have money but, why didn't you at least try and get me?"

Diego shrugged. "I had to get my life together."

"So my mom is actually my mom?"

Diego nodded.

How? My mom was married to that bitch before she got pregnant with Travis.

"How?" I raised a brow.

Diego grimaced. "Your a little too old for the talk-"

"Cut the bullshit," Quincy crossed his arms. "You're saying her mom had an affair?"

Diego glanced at me and hummed. "Y/n, you're making a lot of money now right?"

"What?"

"I heard you had a short temper from an old friend."

I slowly stood up. "What are you hinting at?"

Diego pressed...his leg? "Your mother didn't have an affair with me. This might be too much for the kid to here but, your dad loved sharing his woman."

My hand twitched and I tilted my head. "Excuse me?"

"Your mom wanted to make some money to get you and her out of that house. Your dad said if she wants to get out she has to make money his way."

I clenched my jaw. "What was his way?"

Diego puffed out his chest and smirked. "She has to sell her body, I didn't like condoms so I paid a little extra. She got pregnant and couldn't leave so...she gave up. I will admit, she would do anything for you because the shit she did to me was...whew."

Yup...that did it. I felt my blood boil and my body shake as I tried not to spazz out. I clenched my fist as he laughed.

"The thing is, I don't know which time she got pregnant because I kept coming back for more and more and more and-"

I started towards him, seeing nothing but red. Quincy moved quickly and pushed me back.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I yelled feeling my body vibrate with anger.

"Come on let her hit me." Diego held his hands out as Quincy pushed him back.

"Get out." Quincy pointed towards the door and Diego scoffed.

"You wouldn't have been able to stop him anyway," he looked down at Travis. "Your right, it was her fault. Your mother didn't do any of that for you so maybe-"

"LEAVE!" Quincy yelled before grabbing Diego by his shirt and pulling him to the door.

I breathed heavily and glanced down at Travis who was watching me.

A tear rolled down his cheek and I immediately calmed down reaching out for him.

"Travis-"

He backed away and shook his head running upstairs.

I scoffed and punched the wall before groaning as pain shot through my hand.

"Fuck!"

I lowered myself to the ground as I heard the front door slam. I covered my face as the tears started pouring out.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I quickly looked up pushing Quincy's hand off my shoulder as I stood.

"Imma go get a drink."

Quincy stood in front of me and held his hands out. "No your not."

"Are you going to stop me?"

Quincy raised a brow. "Do I need to?"

I rolled my eyes. "Can I not take care of myself?"

Quincy lowered his hands. "What happened to, you and me forever?"

I shrugged. "I just need myself right now."

"Listen, I don't care what you think you need. You're going to sit your ass down and let me be a good friend."

I looked down and sighed. "Why didn't you let me kill him."

"Because you don't need to catch a case, plus he obviously had a camera somewhere."

I smacked my lips and slowly walked over to the island sitting down on a stool.

Quincy sat next to me and nodded. "You know Travis didn't mean that right?"

"When kids are mad and they say shit, they mean it. You ever got called ugly by a kid? That shit hurts because you know they mean it."

Quincy chuckled and shook his head. "Since when did we know Travis to be a "normal" kid? My mans really said shitty."

I chuckled even though my heart still hurt. I glanced at the stairs and sighed. "He wasn't wrong."

"Excuse me?"

"What?" I looked back at Quincy. "I could've at least brought him with me-"

"Your mother didn't want you to so shut the fuck up. She knew you were living your life and she didn't want you to have to raise a kid while trying to make a name for yourself. It was nobodies fault but his."

I sniffed. "I could've done something Quincy-"

"No you couldn't have, we both know how stubborn your mom was. She wouldn't even let you give her money."

I chuckled and wiped my cheek nodding. "Yeah, I get it from her."

"Hell yeah you do," he rested his hand on mines. "Look, you can't start blaming yourself. Travis obviously still has a lot of pent up sadness and that's perfectly fine since he didn't really get to talk it out yet. Maybe you two need therapy, that's a topic for another time but, you get it. You're going to have to talk to him, definitely not today because he might have to calm down but, while he's calming down you need to do the same."

I nodded.

"Look, if you need to, go and be with Jasmine and your kids, stay here, shit go and cry yourself to sleep- you do whatever you need to just don't be stupid. Tomorrow, you talk to him and don't hold shit back, forget that he's only ten and let it all out so he's comfortable enough to let it all out. Y/n your peaking right now and shit always goes bad when everything else is going right. This is just another bump out of many to come. You have kids now, your brother is safe, you're living your dream- shit you'll be performing for millions of people in five days. Just take everything slow okay? And don't let every bump fuck you up."

I smiled and reached out wrapping my arms around his neck. "Thank you Quinchilla."

He nodded rubbing my back before we pulled away. "What are you going to do for the rest of the day?"

"I don't want to leave you, you're going through-"

"I'm good, matter a fact I'm going to chill with Travis so?"

I chuckled and nodded. "I'll be with Jasmine."

"Figures."

I chuckled. "Shut up."

He smiled softly and pecked my forehead. "One step at a time."

"One step."

-

I knocked on Jasmine's door and shivered as a cold breeze blew by.

Today was honestly a horrible day and I just need a hug from someon- who am I kidding? I need a hug from Jasmine specifically.

No need to hide it in my own head.

The door slowly opened and a tired-looking Jasmine raised a brow when she saw me.

"Ohhhh, so your bitch ass leaves without saying bye to me or our kids and you think you can just waltz back in here huh?"

I smiled and shook my head quickly wrapping my arms around her waist and burying my face into my neck.

She tensed up before relaxing as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

I inhaled her scent and felt like I was floating.

At this moment, with her in my arm, I felt invincible.

She leaned back slightly and cupped my cheeks staring into my eyes. "What's going on?"

I sighed and shook my head. "Can we just...chill?"

She stared into my eyes for a few seconds before nodding and backing away grabbing my hand. She pulled me into the house and closed the door.

She chuckled as we started upstairs.

"What?" I asked.

"You look like a wounded puppy."

I shrugged.

"Speaking of puppies, hows Dog?"

I chuckled. "Wow, great job staying on topic."

She glanced over her shoulder as we made it into her room. "Oh I'm sorry, you want to talk about why you were crying or you want to forget everything?"

I smiled softly and nodded. "Touché."

She walked over to the crib as I sat on the bed and watched her smile down at our kids. "Did you sense your mom?" She picked up Zyarie and kissed her forehead before walking over to me and handing her to me.

I held my daughter and smiled down at her as she looked up at me. "Hi baby," I whispered. "So, as you grow up I'm going to promise you a lot of things and I'm going to break half of them," I chuckled and she smiled. "But, I'm going to make my first promise, a promise that I know I'll keep. I promise I will never ever stop loving you or your brother okay? I'll keep that promise until the day I die and even after," I leaned down and kissed her head as a tear slowly rolled down my cheek. "Unless you grow up putting the milk before the cereal-"

Jasmine laughed and shoved my head. "Shut up."

I looked up at her and chuckled. "Am I wrong?"

Jasmine rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah."

Zion began to whine and Jasmine quickly turned around and walked over picking him up. She came and sat next to me as I smiled down at our son. Jasmine reached out and wiped away the tear that rolled down my cheek as I reached out and grabbed our son's hand.

"I already know you're going to be an amazing parent." Jasmine whispered as I looked up and met her eyes. "Your past doesn't decide what you do with your future."

I nodded slightly. "I know but, it definitely gives me doubts-"

"Good, then you push yourself to be the opposite of what you don't want to be. Let those doubts shape you in a good way okay? And keep doing this."

I raised a brow.

"Coming to me when you feel like you need to get away from everything because I'll be here waiting with open arms."

I stared into her eyes as my heart warmed. I chuckled and rolled my eyes looking down.

"What?"

I sighed. "At this point, I might as well meet someone completely new and fall in love."

She chuckled slightly. "If that's what you have to do."

Maybe...but they'd definitely have to be the complete same as Jasmine or even Vanessa.

"By the way...Vanessa is on her period."

I glanced at her and raised a brow. "Okay?"

Jasmine chuckled. "You made her cry."

I shook my head. "Of course I did, I definitely need to talk to her late."

"Yeah, you two weren't exactly quiet and you both were being overdramatic."

"You think I was being overdramatic?"

She shrugged. "Vanessa did have a point when she compared her kissing Summer to you and I. Granted you made some good point but, still. Did you ever tell Vanessa about the times we kissed when you two were getting closer? Or even the times when we had moments? At least she immediately told you which shows that she's taking whatever you two have going on seriously."

"Well, Quincy agreed with me-"

"Quincy is a guy, females have different perspectives on things. At the end of the day, whether she knew about you still wanting me or not, the moments we have isn't fair to her. Her kissing Summer wasn't fair to you. At the end of the day, you both are hurting each other but, it's mainly your fault. Vanessa is ready for you, she made a mistake but, your the one waiting."

She tilted her head and looked me dead in the eyes. "As we talked about, I'm not ready to commit to you but she is. You have feelings for both of us so why wait on me when you can be happy with her? Get your shi- stuff together and either completely cut her off or completely give yourself to her, none of that I don't know shit. It's one or the other and honestly, it's long overdue."

Fuck she's right.

Yeah, Vanessa kissed Summer but, can I really blame her? It's been sooooo fucking long and at this point, I need to make up my mind.

I looked over at Jasmine and sighed. "Kiss me."

She frowned. "Wait what? Did you not hear anything I just said?"

I chuckled. "Jazzy, you have no idea how much I want you. Don't get me wrong I truly love Vanessa but...look I just need a bit of closure I guess and-"

"That's stupid no-"

"Hear me out. You're an addiction of mine Jazzy and, I need to move on. You know when people want to stop smoking? They usually have one last smoke before they work on quitting and that's how I'm viewing this. I'm not going to stop loving you, like ever but, it's a possibility that I could love someone more than you. How am I going to do that if I can't stop thinking about you?"

She scoffed. "So you want to kiss me so that you can start to not want me anymore?"

I mean...

"Yes and no? I just need...a goodbye kiss?"

"I feel like your manipulating me."

I laughed. "Jazzy."

She sighed. "What happens if I kiss you and you realize that you don't want to move on?"

I shrugged. "Then I'll know I'm hopelessly in love with you and I can stop leading on Vanessa."

Jasmine glanced down at my lips. "Okay."

"Okay?"

She nodded. "Yeah, kiss me."

My heart raced and my eyes widened. "I- Okay," I chuckled nervously. "I feel like this is our first kiss."

She shook her head and chuckled. "Shut up Y/n."

I smiled softly and cupped her cheek causing her to close her eyes and sigh. I caressed her cheek with my thumb and ran my eyes over her features.

Slowly leaning in I closed my eyes and softly pressed my lips against hers. My whole body reacted as my heart skipped a beat, butterflies spread throughout my stomach, and goosebumps rose on my skin.

She inhaled sharply and gripped my wrist as she slightly turned her head deepening the kiss. Our lips moved in slow sync as my body continued to react.

She slid her hand up my wrist and to my hand intertwining our fingers as I sighed softly.

She slowly pulled away and pecked my lips once more causing me to slowly open my eyes.

Her eyes were still closed as she let out a shaky breath a cleared her throat.

I chuckled and looked down at our hands.

"What?" Jasmine finally opened her eyes.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "I am a fuc- ducking hypocrite."

She laughed and nodded. "Yes you are- ohhhh."

We both gasped as Zyarie and Zion simultaneously threw up on us.

I laughed and shook my head. "They definitely are twins- I think they planned that."

She chuckled. "Shut up, come get a new onesie for her."

Jasmine stood and walked out of the room towards the twin's nursery as I smiled softly.

Man, I shouldn't have kissed her but, that kiss did make me realize I have to move on.

Jasmine doesn't want me, at least not now and I could tell because her kiss said a thousand things like, please don't move on even though I know you have to.

I sighed and stood.

I definitely want her but, it's not healthy for anyone honestly.

I love Vanessa so...