"Come on mommy, I ready to go!" Mijo said pulling my hand.

I picked him up and placed him onto my lap "Relax baby, we not leaving yet we got plenty of time."

"I want to go Ger - any now."

"How about this, if you pronounce it right we'll leave now but until then we not going till it's time."

"But I can't say it."

I smiled, "Well there you go! How we going to leave now anyway if you don't have your bags or your shoes now?"

"Kay, I'll be right back!"

Mijo dashed out of the living room as I sat on the couch watching t.v, we leave for Germany today but we're not in no rush. I didn't have time to pack for myself anyway, Mijo is taken care of and I don't know about Chris but I'm sure he's just going to get new shit anyway when we get there.

"Alright mommy I ready!"

I laughed looking at him. "Mijo, you can't go no where with your shoes on the wrong foot."

"I need help!"

I smiled. "Yes you definitely do, but we not going yet.

He began to whine and threw himself on the floor. "Awe mommy, but I want to go now!"

"Somebody need a nap."

"I'm not taking no nap!"

"How much you want to bet?" I said yanking his little ass off the floor and carried him upstairs to his room. "Ain't no way I'm dealing this whining on the plane, night night."

He cried as I closed the door behind me when I left, but I left the t.v on his Tom and Jerry so he should be good. When I left his room I looked down the hall at mine deciding if I felt like packing, but I took my ass back down stairs and did a little cleaning. No matter how much I work I'm always coming home to clean up messes. Whether it be emotional, physical, or just around the house. I'm still in the middle of battling what I want, I feel like if I do quit my job then I'll be unhappy. Only term that fits what I'm expressing is a housewife, which I don't want to be. I want to out in the world, not taking care of a kid all day waiting for my man to come home having his food ready when he walks through the door. That's not the picture I want paint for myself, but yet I think maybe it's a good move. I should do like Chyna and be with Chris 24/7, where his ass go I'll be right by his side.

"You almost ready?" Chris asked coming up from the basement.

"I'm about to go pack."

"Where's Mijo?"

"Should be taking a nap."

"Good," he said taking me by the hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Sit down," he said sitting beside me. "You doing too much, you need a break." Chris rubbed my back giving me a massage.

"Mhmmm, that feels good." I said softly with a smile.

"No no no, don't talk like that or you might start something up." Chris continued to rub.

I laughed, "Just keep going and don't stop."

"You keep talking like that I'm telling you, I'm going to have to take you in the room."

I smiled as I leaned back on to his chest "So look, I'm hoping that I don't have to tell you that I don't want weed anywhere around Mijo. I know they do that shit over there in Germany, but your ass won't be doing it at all."

"You really think I would do that around him?"

"I'm not saying you would, I'm saying you not going to try and get away with it. And if you go out without us, you better know who you coming back to! I will sling them bitches if I here stories about you Chris."

He laughed, "What are you so worried about?"

"With alcohol anything is possible."

Chris lowered himself to kiss me. "I didn't make this vacation for me to leave you behind stuck with Mijo while I do my own thing, this isn't about me it's about the three of us. There's moments that I'm going to dedicate to just him and then when we can I'm going dedicate the rest all to you." Chris said lowering himself again to kiss me.

I smiled as I bit my lip, "I hope you know not too much is going to go on with Mijo with us."

He smirked "I'm cool with that, I already got all I needed when we went to New York."

"You stupid, I'm going to go pack."

I went upstairs to go pack some clothes, I peeked in Mijo's room and he wasn't sleep but peacefully watching t.v so I left him be. I turned on the radio as I threw my suitcase on the bed, I don't know how it is over there so I packed something light and heavy. As I continued to find something to wear I heard this song come on the radio, I ain't heard this one in a minute I instantly got into my mood.

"Yeah Nigga What Makes You Different From the Next Nigga ? I Seen You Last Week and You Couldn't Even Speak . You Try To Play Like Mr. All - Of That, But Now You Wanna Come At Me With Some Chit Chat ? I Don't Have No Time For The Wham - Bam - Thank You Ma'am, Gas me Up, Get me Drunk and Hit The Skins and Scram . The Same Ol' Shit You Pulled Last Week on Pam, I'm Not Havin' That No I'm Not Havin' That . You Got To Do A Lot More Than That and That's Just How It Be, I'm Mary J. and You Just Ain't Runnin' Up in Me . I Need a Man Who's Looking Out With Some Security, Come Correct With Some Respect and Then We Will See . So If You With It, Then Drop the 7 Digits . And I Might Just Give You a Call, If You Ain't With It Then Don't Waste Your Time At All ." I said out loud to myself

Chris came in "So what's the 411 Hun ?"

I smiled "What you know about this ?"

"Yo MTV Raps, you better act like you know ." he said cocky. "Go head, kick the next verse ."

"All My Love Is All I Have ." I sung as he came up behind me

"And Chris Brown is Very Special ." He rapped changing the words as he put his hands around my waist

"All My Life I Looked For You !" I sung with a smile.

"And Today Your Dreams Come True ."

"You Need Me and I Need You."

"Chris Brown Is Very Special ."

I laughed stilling carrying my notes "Things Just Seem To Do Divine ."

"This Is How The Two Combine ." Chris continued to rap as his arms got tighter around me

"I Know Our Love Is Meant To Be !"

"Brielle Carter is Somethin' Kind of Special ."

"Love Is Life and Life is Livin', You're Very Special !" I ended

I laughed as he kissed my neck, I turned my head to the side to see Mijo standing at the door. "I'm going to start the car, come on Mijo!" Chris said.

"Chris wait, have you seen my phone?" I asked as he walked out the bedroom

"Nah, just use the house phone to call it."

I seen his phone sitting on the bed getting ready to lock so I took his to call my phone, it was open on a text message from this morning. Chris and I have things that neither of us bother to look at, he's not allowed to look at certain files on my computer and even if he wanted to he can't cause I place on code on some of them. I don't go through his phone because I'm not that type of girlfriend, but I couldn't take my eyes off this certain message. All it took was one glance at these words that stuck out to me, I turned off the radio and sat on the bed and read the entire message.

Jasmine and I did meet up, I showed up at her house uninvited I had doubt all along that she was pregnant but I just needed to make sure. When I got there she was laying on her couch crying, on her table was a box of Midol and an empty carton of chocolate chunk ice cream. It was stress keeping her from having her period, it wasn't anything we did in her bed thank god. She apologized for forcing me to have sex with her and promise she'll never say anything to anybody about this, I wasn't about to give her ass sympathy but I couldn't be cold because if I say something rude and mean she could easily change her mind. All I did was pat her shoulder for comfort and said thank you then was on my way, I can walk out of this feeling one child less and at ease that finally Jasmine will hop off my dick.

"Mijo, wait right here I need to go get your slow momma."

I went upstairs into the bedroom and found Brielle taking everything out of the closet in a hurry, she was packing two big ass suit cases.

"Baby, we not going for a whole damn month why you packing so much? Come on, we need to go!" I said but she ignored me, "Why you packing the whole closet, you aight?"

"I trusted you, you had me look like a damn fool!" Brielle shouted.

"What the hell did I do now?"

"What the fuck is this?" Brielle held my phone in her hand, all of Jasmine's messages were on display.

"Fuck you doing going through my phone?" I asked walking up to her trying to take it from her but soon as I stepped to her she slapped the shit out of me.

"Don't you ever in your life try to touch me again, I don't have shit to say to you anymore! You fucked two bitches behind my back and come home laughing and giggling in my face holding me and kissing me like you love me now one of these bitches is claiming she's pregnant? You had her around Mijo, I told you before we started this bullshit just leave me if you weren't happy!"

"Baby, it's not even like that let me explain." I said but she slapped me again.

My heart was racing and I didn't know what to do, I was saying anything to make her stay but she wouldn't listen to me. Obviously she was mad but she wasn't going to cry in front of me, she won't let Mijo see her cry. Brielle took her bags off the bed then went into Mijo's room and took some of his things. I knew after that it was real serious, she's taking everything and she wasn't going to come back.

"Mijo come on," Brielle demanded!

"Come on daddy," Mijo said holding on to my hand.

I picked him up in my arms and hugged him. "He's not coming, let's go Mijo."

"Daddy, we not going together anymore?" He asked as I still had him in my arms.

"Put him down, Mijo get your ass over here." Brielle shouted, I put him down but he held on to my hand. "Give me my son!" Brielle demanded trying to hold it together in front of Mijo.

"He's always your son, maybe that's all he is! I mean you keep throwing it in my face like that, maybe you and that ol' college boy have something to talk about!"

That was one of those moments where before you say something, you can see and feel whatever is about to come out your mouth is going to make you sound like a jackass. I used to doubt Mijo was mine in the beginning for the dumbest reason of his eyes beginning bluish grey. All men have doubts that their kids are their's, but I know for a fact that, that boy is mine. I didn't mean to say it, I was just buying time to say something that would make her stay.

She stepped close to me and spoke to me at a low but angry tone so Mijo wouldn't hear. "The fact that you have the audacity to say that while he's standing right here says a lot about you not only as a man but a father. Don't ever question him like that again! As a matter of fact, after today you won't have to worry about seeing him or me anymore."

"Brielle wait, just let me explain it's not what you think!"

"Mijo say bye to daddy."

"But I want him to come," he said confused.

"Do what I said!"

"Bye daddy, I'll see you later." Mijo waved bye.

"I'll see you soon, be a good boy." He said as they walked out the door.

Brielle didn't take the car I bought her, she took her own car. I ran out the house and caught up with her as she put Mijo in the car seat, as she got into the driver seat I bent down low to the window to talk to her. It was raining as I knocked on the window shouting loud enough over the rain for her to hear me, but she didn't even look at me.

"Brielle baby please okay, let me talk to you. It didn't happen how you think, let me explain myself please baby just give me a couple of minutes ... Brielle please don't do this!"