The turning point of the process of growing up is when you discover the core of strength within you that survives all pain. It started out with two and it'll end with an additional two. If it's anything my kids have gave me it's the push to become a better woman for them and myself. Kids, that's the first time I said that word since giving birth to Caeden. It sends chills up my arm cause I know I'm not done yet, everything we encountered had it's purpose. When I quit my job to build up my studio I was happy my with my decision, I'm doing something creative with my life and it's more fun then working 9-5 at a doctor's office doing the same routine. I love coming here everyday getting to know my class on a personal level.

"I could be your bestfriend or I could be your worst damn enemy it's up to you. I already got your money." I joked. "All jokes aside, it's all family in here if you have a problem with one another leave that shit outside or take it out on the dance floor. If you don't know these two get real familiar with them, if you don't know their names you probably seen them performing background with my man. This is Mel and Jason!" I said as everyone clapped it up.

"Call me anything other than Mel, we going to have a problem." She pointed around the room jokingly and some laughed.

"This girl is a tough little cookie, she don't play. Jason has feet of gold, I love these people like no other. Like I said we family here, if you don't want to be apart of it that's on you." I shrugged centering myself on the floor getting in place.

"If you mess up, you better get some pep in your step. We don't have time for no half stepping, we representing something bigger than dance. You mess up, we all mess up so get it together!" Mel preached.

Mel had problems with me in the beginning but she's become really close to me, I hang out with my choreography friends than I do Chyna or anybody else for that matter. The "friends" or "friend" I had in high school should have been this damn genuine with me, life would have been easier instead of being ridiculed a hoe because I hung out with one or because of the guy I fell in love with way before Chris was older than me so for the dumbest reason I was a hoe. I hope they sitting at home mad when they see me on the blogs, I'm doing my damn thing out here. Graduated college, was a nurse, had two kids, and now I'm a choreographer. So whoever mad and don't like, I hope you enjoy yourself hating on the sideline boo.

"5 . 6 . 7 . 8 !" Class has begun.

I've been in business for almost a month now, like I promised I gave Mel and Jay the opportunity to dance with Chris. To put the word out that I started this studio I set up an performance at the theater. Chris, Mel, Jay, and I dance that night. Once people heard they would see Chris Brown locally in town dance for a couple of hours for an entree fee of 5 dollars they flocked to the theater, the next day I had hundreds of people lined up out the studio. I only took in 50 people, Chris obviously played a part in getting those people there but they stayed because I showed them I'm not up for games and gimmicks. I'm real with my shit. At the end of the day I still got to dance with Chris on some of his tour dates, local ones only which is exactly what I wanted ain't nobody was trying to boguard my way on it completely.

After that business was out the way Chris and I focused on us, we started talking about the wedding. It's black and white tie, his men of honors have to have white tux and black suit jacket, shoes, and tie. He wants it to have a Smooth Criminal feel, we even writing our own vows. My father and Mijo are going to walk me down the aisle.

"Mijo, what do you want to tell daddy when you walk me down the aisle?"

"Daddy please love mommy forever, treat her like a princess and don't fight. Be kind and don't ever leave her, call her special everyday and be a good boy."

I smiled brightly. "That was beautiful baby, but I'm his queen and daddy is a man. Regardless that was really nice, you feel that way about us?"

"I don't want to leave daddy again, we belong together forever and ever."

"I promise we won't ever leave each other," I said running my fingers through his curls.

Divorce is not an option, if you mad take your ass in the other room. You put this ring on my finger for a reason, it's your commitment to do good by me just as I will for you. God forbid Chris does something unforgivable, certain things will cause me to leave because I'm not staying around to be played and continuously hurt. We can work through whatever but I draw a fine line when it comes to abuse, drugs, and possession. You hit me, I'm gone. I catch you shooting up or some shit close, I'm gone. You try to control me, I'm gone.

"Were we going?" I asked as Chris was driving me around the city, we had just dropped the boys off at my parents house.

"It's a surprise," he smiled.

"Should I be nervous?"

"You might piss your pants a bit, but you got me so you should be good."

We pulled up by the pier and walked down the strip to this helicopter, he told me that it was for us.

"This nigga," I smiled brightly.

"You ready?" He questioned wrapping his arm around me.

"You trying to kill me, let's go man!" I grinned wrapping my arms around him as we stepped into the helicopter.

The view was really beautiful, it was my first time riding in one so I was not looking out my door at all.

"These are for you," he said into the head piece as he reached around and handed me white roses.

I blushed, "Thank you cornball, I really appreciate this baby." I said kissing him on the cheek.

"I would give you the world and then some if you asked me to, I'd do this all for you no questions asked. You aren't just someone I wake up to everyday and I'll say this shit till I'm blue in the face. But you're the mother of my children, my friend, my confidant, my inspiration, my baby, my boo, my girl, my everything that comes to mind when I see your face. I just wanted to shout to the highest depths that I love you, I really do!"

I got teary eyes, has to be the sweetest thing he's ever done for me. "I love you too, you didn't have to do this I'll always know you love me. But this is really sweet, thank you!"

We kissed till we landed back on the ground, when we got home we didn't have sex or anything sexual. That's the number one thing I value about him, when he does shit like this for me he doesn't expect me to fuck him. It's my choice if I want to or not, when I keep him on a limit he might beg a couple of times but it builds up our sexual tension. All we did was lay in bed, it started with cuddling, led to touching, ended in kisses. Nothing excites me more then when his hands are roaming around my body, the tip of his fingers sliding down my collar bone all the way down to my hips.

"Why do you love me so much?" I questioned.

"Cause I don't know why you love me."

"What do you mean, I show you everyday?"

"I don't mean like that, I really don't know why you love me. It amazes me everyday that I hear that word come out of your mouth, it's crazy how we are together. It never crossed my mind that one day I would feel so deep for you, I never saw you in this light and I know you never saw me in that light either."

"We were suppose to have sex and that was it. Let me rephrase that, I did you a favor as a friend to be your first so you would know what that sex life is about. That was suppose to be it! But you caught feelings first."

I laughed, "No I didn't! You definitely caught feelings first!"

"Alright, when did you realize you was feeling me?" He questioned with a grin.

"When you had a court date and they found marijuana in your system, I was trying to get you to stop smoking since you had another court date coming up. You asked me to come with you to court but I couldn't cause I had exams, you were just being so damn nasty to me because I said I don't know if I can make it. I thought I would fix you by not going, but once everything checked out good with you, you didn't tell me you made it out okay. You ignored me and I was okay at first, but when I seen you stepping out with her it annoyed me. Ignoring someone is mentally equivalent to sustaining an injury, I felt like I was losing you as a friend. I wanted nothing more than to just talk to you like we usually do, but knowing me I wasn't going to back down after I felt disrespected. By the way if you ever blow smoke like that in my face I will skin you alive."

He laughed, "Aight so maybe I did catch feelings first."

I smiled. "I knew it, let me guess! It was when you took me to Spain as saw Keeis pushing up on me, cause your ass turned real freaky on me out of no where."

He laughed "Nah, it was when you had a date with that damn college boy! I wasn't with the idea of somebody taken what was mine."

"Taking what was yours?" I smiled slightly.

"You know what I'm talking about."

"That's a double standard, men can fuck the whole world. But once someone gets with a woman we have to keep our legs open to him and only him. It's like our bodies are property to men, y'all asses will tag us but you won't bag us."

"You really going to go into this right now?"

I smiled. "I'm saying though, it's true. I'm not saying woman should have the upper hand at fucking the world too but don't treat us like you own us, we want the same thing y'all do. But don't say takes what's mine when it wasn't yours to begin, I gave it to you I'll be the one taking it away."

Chris rolled on top of me. "I fucking love that shit, love it when you talk like that." He said, I laughed as he nibbled at my neck.

"Wait, I still have something to say Expecting the unexpected is what makes our relationship what it is, it's the beauty of experiencing things we never imagine happening take us over . . . Okay, go head!" I said as he continued.

As long as I know she'll ride with me through whatever I ain't got any worries about our future, I don't have the luxury of fucking up but I know there is going to be mistakes made somewhere along the line. As long as I look at my kids, I know I have no choice but to do good for them in whatever it may be. That word gets to me sometimes it's that I'm a father of two, I'm trying to be an example to my boys of what a man really is. I don't want them to fuck up like I did but they need to know what it's like to fail, I don't want them to follow in my exact footsteps.

"Daddy, I don't want to go to Papi house I want to be with you and mommy."

"Mommy has to go to work and so do I, you was a bad ass last time I took you to the studio."

"I promise I won't be a bad boy."

"Aight get your shoes!"

If it's one on one time my boy wants, time with his daddy he'll get."

"Keep your damn hand off the buttons, back up and don't touch! You want a spankin'?"

"No daddy I being a good boy."

"Then sit down, don't move! Here, draw your heart out." I said handing him my new sketch book.

Those crayons did the trick, he was set to go after that. I was able to bang out a few songs till he started up again.

"Why you dancing like that, you got to go potty?" I asked as he responded by shaking his head yes. "Why didn't you say something ?"

"You said don't move!"

I chuckled as I took him to the bathroom, we were there long enough so I thought we drop by to see Brielle. I walked in during the middle of her class, everyone clapped and cheered as I walked in. They cheered even louder when I kissed her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Thought I come by and show y'all how it's done."

She glared at me with a smile, "Stand in the back."

Mijo and I crashed her session, it was all in fun though I wasn't trying to show off. She got a good thing going for herself, I'm proud of her. It's not exactly what I wanted but I'm happy that she's doing something she enjoys. Who am I to force her to be a housewife. Mijo and I ended up beating Brielle home even though I still had to pick up Caeden, she came home with Kataleah an hour later.

"Hi Chris!" She said.

"Hi!"

I don't mind her being here but you can never be to careful, I low key didn't want Brielle to win that case.!When she was here to begin with she was just in the way, mentally and physically. Brielle was doing everything she could to keep her, to me she was doing too much. Luckily she was there to help the little girl but she can't help everybody, you don't know for sure if she made up half those stories just so Brielle could fight harder. Once those social workers finish cleaning up that family, Brielle's joint custody becomes null void.

"Brielle what are you doing this week?"

"Whatever you want baby!"

"Can we go to the movies?"

"Why you always got to go to the movies, why can't you watch Netflix for free?" I interjected.

"Why it matter?"

"Why pay damn near 15 dollars total for one movie, when you can watch as many as you want for Free.99?"

"True!"

Sometimes I think Brielle goes above and beyond for the little girl when it's unnecessary, she ain't your kid. Brielle is too close to her, she don't have to fill in the cracks the little girl real mother can't.

The judge was right to have Kataleah be with her father, Ryan has made a change for his daughter. In the beginning I rarely had her because Ryan was doing everything he could think of to show her he really does love her, he knows it was wrong what he was doing. Between them it was an misunderstanding, Kataleah thought he didn't love her, and Ryan forgot how to love.

I'll be really sad when my custody ends, Ryan has been in the talks of leaving the state because his job is transferring. He can't leave the state till social workers drop the case, once it's good again he's leaving. If he leaves I'll obviously get over it, but I'll feel somewhat empty without her. Like I told her before I'll be really sad if I didn't see her, I love that little girl like she was my own.

"Daddy said I would love Florida, I would be able to go to Disney everyday if I wanted to."

"He hasn't done anything to you that you didn't like has he?"

"No, if he gives me a spanking he tells me why he did it afterwards."

"Have you been a bad girl lately?"

"A little, only because I wasn't listening after he told me three times to do something and I said no."

"Something like what?"

"Clean something, pick up things I left in the floor, or go to bed?"

"You got to listen, it's not nice to back talk?"

"Can we watch Princess and the Frog again?"

"We watched it already why you want to see it again?"

"Tiana reminds me of you!"

"How?" I smiled.

"She's pretty and smart, when she turns into a frog she makes me think of you. She makes friends with strangers to help her, then she gets her man in the end?"

I smiled and began tickling her, "You calling me a frog?"

She laughed as I continued, "A pretty smart frog

I stopped to put on the movie as I smiled, "Alright, I'll take that."

If Ryan moves then I hope everything works out for her, I hope she finds a female confidant maybe her age to confide in like she did me. Once she's gone I will have lost the only real ass friend I ever had, how the hell can you care so much about somebody that ain't even yours. I don't have to explain myself to you, respect my thoughts. You change when you have kids, it's a different feeling once you have a daughter.

"You alright?" Chris asked popping in on me

"Why you ask?"

"You doing laundry at 1:23 in the morning. You either mad or something on your mind."

I smiled halfheartedly,It's nothing that I can put into words."

He forcefully picked me up and put me on top of the dryer. "Who hurt my baby?"

I smiled putting my hands on his shoulders. "Nobody, I can't explain it."

He licked his lips, "What do you want, what can daddy do to make it better?"

I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him closer. "Hold me, caress me, tell me I'll be okay!"

"I'll do you one better," he said placing his hand on the back of my neck giving me a kiss then looked me straight in my eye as he leaned his forehead onto mine "You're stronger than the problem, you'll be fine."

I pulled him into a hug and laid my head on his shoulder, whenever I don't want know what to do or I'm fucking pissed off about something I release all that anger at the studio.

"Leave these clothes alone, come to bed." Chris took me by the hand.

Soon was we got to the room and started something up, Mijo came in the room crying. "What's the matter, what did I tell you about that crying?" Chris said.

"I peed in my bed."

"I told you to go potty before you went to bed!" I said.

"I'm wet!" He cried wiping his eyes.

"Come on," I said turning on bath water as I took care of his sheet

He continued to cry. "I sorry mommy."

"Be quiet before you wake Caeden."

"I wet myself."

"That's what you get for not listening."

"I promise I won't do it again."

"Mistakes happen, come get in the tub."

After I washed him up and put some clean clothes on him I put him in the bed with us, Chris and I still talked after he fell asleep.

I ran my fingers through his crisp golden brown hair. "You going to be alright when I leave?" He asked.

"Aren't I always, you have to go promo."

"Is that what's bothering you?"

"Nah, it's nothing new."

"Yeah but I'm not just leaving you at home with Mijo, I'm leaving you with two boys now. Mijo is older now and he wants more from us, while Caeden is still a baby. Plus I'm not going to be in the states, most of the places I'm traveling at is over seas."

"I'm not worried about that, if it's one thing I know how to do it's manage. My mind was just wrapped around the future, for the first time I don't know what's coming next."

"Nobody knows what's to come next, you got to take shit with a grain of salt and role with the punches. You know what I'm thinking about though?"

"What?" I cracked a smile.

"When I come back from doing promos and get to see you in your wedding gown, I look you in your eyes as I tell you how much I love. While the preacher talks I whisper in your ear all the things I'm going to do to you when we get to our honeymoon, I want to call you Mrs. Brown and actually make it real."

I bit my lip. "Once you say I do that's it for you, ain't no going back your ass is mine. I can't wait to take that final step, I can't wait for more babies."

"You want more babies?" He questioned with a smile.

I smiled brightly, "I want more babies."

He climbed over Mijo to lay on top of me, "You are my baby."

___________

(Old Author Note, 2013)

To clarify the Third Book title before you all bum rush me it's called Crossroads

I wasn't really focusing on sending a message out like I did in Free Run, I'm proud of myself for reaching 41 chapters of this story it's never been possible for me to get pass 28 . This is my favorite series I've done I love this saga with my all, now that book two is over I got to know .

On to Sequel 3 Crossroads!