A/N: A MINI UPDATE…..I've dropped 11k+ words in 2 days and in over 20+ some odd days I've dropped 145k+ words I've been updating everyday [sometimes 2 updates in a day or 3 in a day] so I'm not leaving y'all hanging I'm working on the next update don't worry it'll be posted but I need some friction and some drama. I think I got it. This story soon will be ending soon. I WILL be ending it on a happy note. I promise you.
UPDATE: Chapter 45 more than likely would have been posted by now BUT I was helping this person with tech stuff and they pissed me off and I'm having a Techie Temper Tantrum.
UPDATE Chapter 45 is coming along nicely [3:10 AM] I'm going to bed y'all.
UPDATE: Back on the QWERTY I had to mow the lawn this morning. Smh.. we're sitting at almost 3K+ plus words it WILL be posted today. 1:47 PM.
So here it is…
Happy Reading (:
Sam's POV
Mercedes family left not too long ago and it's nice having our house back just my family, I suggested that she and I go upstairs to take a nap and we were on our way when my parents showed up.
"I don't want to go in there because that's going to be the first question she asks us, who is Tank? I don't want to answer that question or any question for that matter your parents just left baby and it was a nice visit with them and here come my folks bringing the drama."
"But don't you want to get it over so it won't be lingering over our heads."
"In a way I do and in a way I don't. Here we are 40 minutes later and now this."
"Sam! Mercedes! Come on I have questions and I need them answered." I pointed to the dining room and shook my head.
"See. No call. No text message saying we're coming over to talk. Y'all busy or nothing. Just drops in they're staying with Stevie and I'm surprised he didn't call to tell me."
"What's the hold up? Your father and I are waiting for you and Mercedes to come into the dining room to fill us in on all the things that's been happening because we've been out of the loop. Her family knows and they're on their way home you told me in the hospital that when they leave that we could talk about this. They're gone. Let's go." She turned and went back into the dining room.
"Let's get this over with." Mercedes took me by the hand and went into the dining room.
JJ's POV
"OH HELL NO!
"Who is it JJ?" 'Cedes asked me.
"No one important I'll handle it. Y'all keep talking." I went outside and when the person saw me they started running and I ran after him. "YOU THINK YOU CAN OUT RUN ME!" I was in arms reach of pulling them back when he jumped into the back of the pick-up truck that came out of nowhere and they sped off.
"Shit!" I caught my breath and then I ran back because I remember leaving the door cracked I get to where I can see the house and TJ's outside playing. "TJ! What are you doing out here?" I ran over to him.
"I was looking for you, mommy and daddy is talking to grandpa and grandma and the game froze."
I let out a shaky sigh. "Okay. TJ, listen to Uncle JJ, don't ever be out here alone. I'm going to have to tell your parents about this. Go in the game room and I'll be in to fix the game."
"Okay."
We went inside I closed and locked the door behind me I waved and headed into the game room to fix TJ's game.
Sam's POV
"Finally nice to see y'all join us. Have a seat." We both sat dawn and my mother stood up.
"WHO IS TANK?!" She yelled as the doorbell rang.
"Who is Tank?!" She yelled again.
"He….he….T-Tank…he…"
"Baby, wait I just want to say this first, mom dad I love you but you will not be yelling in my house, we're going to tell you who Tank is and I know you have other questions that you want answered but Mercedes and I will not be answering them at this time. Her family just left and here you come in not calling, texting, sending a carrier pigeon that you'd be dropping by. We are tired from all of the entertaining we've done this last week. So, ask your question again but don't yell."
"Fine." She sat down and folder her arms. "Who is Tank?"
"T-Tank is my ex-boyfriend and TJ's…"
"Sponsor." I added on.
"Don't you mean father?"
"No, I'm daddy he just dropped something or better yet forced something but there you have it. That's who Tank is so I've answered your question and Mercedes has answered your question I have to go take care of this call, the door is a few steps that way, will you excuse me." I got up from the table and went to my study. "Hello. Really? Do I have to be there tomorrow? I do. Can I come in a few days later? I can't. Tonight?! I'll see soon. Bye." I tossed my phone on the couch. "I have to go back to San Diego."
Mercedes POV
"Mercedes I don't know what's going on with Sam, he told us after your parents left that we could talk about this and now he doesn't want to talk. You can tell Sam and that we'll be back later this evening to finish this conversation you and him. Come on Dwight." I didn't even see them to the door the door slammed behind them causing me to jump.
"What was that all about?"
"Sam parents wanted to talk about him."
"Him?"
"Yeah. Him, him."
"Oh, we had these last few days where he wasn't mentioned I started to forget about his irrelevant self. Wow. How did they find about "him"?" He asked doing quotations around him and sitting down in the chair beside me.
"TJ. They're trying to piece together the puzzle of Stevie being shot and she thought Vito was the phone who got in TJ's face but he told her it was Tank and…so yeah."
"I know that but Sam just went cold on them where he went at?"
"To his study to take his call and I just got this feeling this weird feeling that he has to head back to San Diego and Tank is going to show up."
"Sis, don't think like that. Tank isn't going to show up and Sam probably won't have to go back to San Diego for a few more days."
I got up from the table. 'I hope you're right I'm going to go talk to Sam."
JJ's POV
Mercedes headed to go talk to Sam me on the other hand I just lied to my sister I couldn't bring myself to tell her that Tank had already showed up and I chased him away and TJ was outside playing. I really hope Sam doesn't have to go nowhere anytime soon because I too may end up like Stevie…or worse.
"Uncle JJ!
"Yes TJ!"
"The game froze again!"
"Here I come."
Mercedes POV
I headed upstairs to his study and he wasn't there so I went to the bedroom and found a suitcase on the couch my heart sank and he came out of his walk-in closet with a few sets of shirts and placed them in his suitcase he turned to head back and stopped when he saw me. I was going to talk to him about his parents but that was the least of my worries at this moment.
"I have to go back to San Diego." He whispered.
"Hopefully it's not for a few more days." I forced a smile.
"I…I have to go back tonight."
"Sam! Tonight?! You couldn't have asked for a few more days and then go back. There's a lot of things we haven't even done like hired security, haven't even called to inquire about getting a new fence, and your parents said they're coming back tonight."
"I know. I know. I'd thought I would have more time but JJ can do that while I'm gone."
"How long are you going to be gone this time last time it was only 3 days but that was cut short by him?"
"4 weeks."
"4 weeks?! 4?! 4 WEEKS?! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FUNCTION WITHOUT YOU FOR 4 WEEKS?! MY NERVES ARE ALREADY BAD BECAUSE HE KNOWS WHERE WE LIVE! NOW I HAVE TO BE ON A NEW WHOLE LEVEL OF BEING A NERVOUS WRECK!"
"YOU DON'T THINK I FEEL THE SAME WAY! THEN MY PARENTS COMING OVER HERE TALKING ABOUT …"
"Mommy, daddy why are you yelling?" TJ came in the room with his hands over his ears interrupting Sam mid-sentence.
"TJ baby go back downstairs to the game room and play your game."
"I can't the game froze. Uncle JJ is fixing it and Uncle Stevie just showed up. Daddy, why are you packing a bag? Are you going back to San Diego?" Sam looked at TJ and then up at me.
"TJ, what did mommy tell you?"
"Go to the game room."
"Okay. Go back to the game room and hopefully Uncle JJ and Uncle Stevie got your game up and running then she and I will talk to you in a little while." TJ left the room and I went over to close and lock the door.
"4 weeks…"
"I've been so caught up with a lot of things and most of the coaches are down there and I have to be there."
"4 weeks."
"You making it sound bad baby. It's only 4 weeks and I'll be home on the weekends and we'll FaceTime, text, and talk on the phone. Only 4…"
"It is bad Sam! My parents leave to go back home, your parents stop by want to talking about Tank and all of this bull crap that's been going on for the last week, we got TJ's interview in a few days and I have my interview that we'll be doing in a week and I have a producer who wants to work with me on a song, so on top of all of this I'm pregnant!" I shouted then I started crying. "I-I'm pregnant Sam."
A/N: YIKES! HOW IS THIS GOING TO GO?! Darn it!
