Page 61 of Pieces of Us

Yes, I was jealous. I knew I shouldn’t have been, but he married Diana Wilson, was having sex with her, and even said he was trying to make a baby with her. That was my ring he put on her finger. Just thinking about it had me even more vexed with my father and myself for allowing him to dictate my life. Hell, I was even pissed at Justin’s raggedy ass.

Because I didn’t want to be the rebellious kid, I went with the flow, and it cost me and Megan years without Nehemiah and almost cost me to never be with him like this again. I didn’t care what Nehemiah said. He had to have loved her enough to want to give her a baby.

Nehemiah turned me to face him. My eyes instantly watered looking at my first true love. So many roadblocks stood in our way the moment we got together, and it took now fourteen years for me to see him again. I loved this man with my soul and hated that life took us in different directions, being with two different people who we didn’t love or want. While Nehemiah may nothave given Diana children, she still had his last name first, and that bothered me. It was supposed to be me.

“Don’t do that, Morgan.”

“I can’t help it. Everything is so messed up.”

“It’s not, baby. We’re here in this moment together. I got you back, and there’s no way anybody is going to fuck this up for us. I guarantee the next person that tries is going to get they ass handed to them.”

“You married that stupid broad.”

“And you married that lame ass nigga and gave my daughter his last name, so we’re even. Did he sign her birth certificate?”

“No! That was one thing I wouldn’t allow him to do. She wasn’t his. I didn’t care what the doctors or my father said. I may have given her his last name for school records, but your last name is on her birth certificate.”

He took a deep breath and let it out.

“I don’t want to ruin our day. Let’s just enjoy this time before you have to leave me.”

I nodded as he kissed my lips then moved up in the line. I hated this for us, but I was determined to end this season and start anew.

No one would ever replace the love I had for Nehemiah Newson, and Diana Wilson wasn’t getting her claws into my man. I was now and forever going to have his heart.

Nehemiah

The Next Day…

My baby girl’s pre-birthday was everything she imagined it to be. She got to see her favorite artist in concert for the first time and stayed the night at her aunt BB’s house for the first time. I knew she would love it over there because, much like mine, Shelby’s house was kid-friendly too.

I was trying to make up for lost time, so whatever Megan wanted, I was going to be sure she got it.

That shit with Diana pissed me off. She knew telling Morgan that she was my ex would set her off, and as bad I was wanted to strangle her, I knew she only did that shit out of pure jealousy. It was in her DNA to be a mean girl. Diana tried that shit in high school, but my sisters always put her in her place when I wasn’t there to defend Morgan.

Morgan wasn’t weak by any means, but back then, she was on her church girl trip and always wanted to see the good in people. I could see remnants of that in her now because she was playing with this divorce shit. I knew the process of dividing the household and money all too well, but this had been going onfor a month now, and a nigga was getting agitated with this bum trying to play in her face. It was only a matter of time before we came face to face to have that conversation.

“See you later, Anna,” I said, heading out of my office to go be a host for my demanding teenager.

“Have a good weekend, Dr. Newson,” she replied.

I hurried out the door, so I could make it across town to get her birthday cake from the bakery before they closed. My cell rang, and Loon’s name flashed across the screen.

“What up, sleeze?”

“My nigga, since when do you start driving yourself around?”

I chuckled. “Since now I guess.”

“You foolin’.”

“I mean, I can take care of myself, G. You know I keep that thang on me.”

“I know that, but I’m the eyes behind ya head.”

“True that. Where you at?”

“Driving behind your slow ass.”

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