Flashback:
It was one of the coldest days in the entire country but I was nice and warm next to my new boyfriend, Tyson Smith. We had just made our little relationship official with each other and we spent our first night together as boyfriend and girlfriend; we were only about thirteen or fourteen so of course we'd call each other boyfriend and girlfriend because we always had to spend as much time together as possible. Because my folks were going to visit family, I would be going out of town next weekend so I wanted to spend some time with Tyson before heading out of town. We laid in his bed together as we listened to my little stereo that I had between us and I protected that thing with my entire life.
"What are we listening to?" Tyson asked me.
"Fantasy by Mariah Carey. You like it?" I asked him.
"I do." Tyson was bobbing his head to the beat and I could tell he was in a trance. "I love her voice. Can I borrow this CD?"
"Of course."
"Hey, since we won't be spending time together can we do something together for a moment?"
"Sure thing."
"Take my hand."
I did exactly just that and soon I found myself being held by Tyson who had his arms around my waist and a big smile on his face which made me smile as well.
"Just a quick dance," he said.
"I don't care if we dance forever," I said.
But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby
When I close my eyes, you come and take me
On and on and on, it's do deep in my daydreams
But it's just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby (fantasy)
(And I want you so bad)
Tyson grinned as big as he could while we danced to the tune playing. I couldn't help but wonder: does he have two left feet?
I should ask.
"I don't have two left feet anymore, now do I? Ever since we were kids, you always said I had two left feet so I must ask: do I have them now?"
"No, silly. I just had to teach you a thing or two about keeping some rhythm over the years but you kept up very well when you put your mind to it."
"You're the queen of dancing. Those dance moves you had me doing...are you gonna do them in your routine for the play?"
"Maybe? I honestly haven't thought about that. I think I just might now that I think of it."
We rocked back and forth to the slow song playing which was a favorite of ours as kids. The memories began to flood back to me as I continued to dance with Tyson, enjoying the music that sounded so good right now.
"Whatever you've come up with in your choreography, I want to see it."
"As long as you come see me rehearse."
"Of course."
"You okay?"
"I'm okay."
A kiss was shared between us while we continued to dance and I continued to tease Tyson about how he couldn't dance. Tyson responded by saying that I owe him a round in DDR back home and I told him that I was going to emerge victorious.
Jules and Jackie had already given the kids a bath by the time me and Tyson returned to the hotel. My cousins decided to hang with us in our hotel room for the rest of the night and watched cartoons with us.
"The kids were lovely," Jules said. "I'm glad we got the chance to come here with you guys. And thanks for getting us nice floor seats."
"No problem," Tyson said. "I'm glad you guys are having fun but I have to ask: since when has these rascals ever been good? They're so dang bad!"
T.J. perked up from the covers to squint his eyes at Tyson when he heard those words.
"I'm not bad," he said. "You're bad."
"Oh, I'm bad?" Tyson said. "Come here!"
T.J. started squealing when Tyson tickled him but ended up jumping on his dad as they began to play rough. Tyra jumped in as she climbed onto Tyson's back and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Now the kids were riled up and somehow we all ended up play wrestling with each other. I put my cousin Jackie in a headlock as Jules pretended to put my ankle in a lock and the babies had a hold on Tyson: somehow Tyra was holding onto her dad's leg as T.J. was latched on his back.
"How the hell did we all end up from the bed to the floor?" Jackie asked out loud.
"I don't know but look: five more minutes before it's time for us to stop the madness. Don't want security knocking on our door to tell us to be quiet."
"Okay, five more minutes of the madness and the mayhem!" Jules said.
For some reason, I had woken up early in the morning despite having a long travel day the night before and spent some quiet time to myself for awhile. It was nice being back home in my backyard where I could tend to my veggies, picking some of my tomatoes out of the garden, and planting more seeds in the dirt. I had gone back into the house to see T.J. rubbing his eye while standing in the middle of the living room.
"Good morning," I said to him.
"Meow." Timmy walked up to me to let me know he wanted more food and water.
"Good morning to you too," I said.
"Me and Timmy are hungry," T.J. said.
"Okie dokie," I said. "Let's make some pancakes."
"Okay." T.J. held onto my hand as we walked into the kitchen to make breakfast.
I fed Timmy quickly before he continued to meow me to death. I gave T.J. a cup of yogurt and then started to make breakfast for everyone.
Tyson soon came into the kitchen with Tyra and put her in her high chair then gave me a big kiss on my cheek while I was cooking.
"Morning," he said. "Need help with anything?"
"Nope, I got it."
"I'll help anyway."
Tyson quickly whipped up some eggs, bacon, and a bowl of mixed fruit and placed it on the table. Since my cousins usually slept in sometimes, I set aside two plates of food for them and then sat down at the table to finally eat the delicious breakfast that was made. T.J. devoured his pancakes and fruit and Tyra...decided that syrup goes on her face, not in her mouth. Tyson cleaned her face and decided it would be best to feed her himself so that she wouldn't make another big mess.
Once breakfast was finished, Tyson helped me clean the kitchen and helped me get the kids dressed for the day but a certain someone wanted to run around the house away from us as we tried to get her ready. Tyra had decided to have her dad give chase while she just had on her pull-ups and thought that Tyson chasing her around the house was the most hilarious thing ever.
"Can't catch me, Daddy!" Tyra had ran back into the room and hid behind me as Tyson finally appeared in the door.
"Little girl, get dressed," he said, slightly out of breath. "I ain't gonna tell you again...oof." He shook his head while walking slowly to catch his breath. "I'm too old for this shit…"
"SHIT!" T.J. said excitedly.
"Boy, watch your mouth. Little girl, let us put some clothes on you."
I picked up Tyra and sat her on the bed to help Tyson put clothes on her and prevent her from running around again like it was some type of marathon. With the kids finally dressed, Jules and Jackie finally woke up to eat the breakfast they knew was waiting for them in the kitchen. I turned on cartoons for the kids to be occupied with in the living room and went back to my room to hop in the shower alongside Tyson who thought it would be a good idea to try and tickle me. But one elbow to the nuts later (by accident), stopped anymore horsing around.
When we got out of the bathtub, I asked him if he was okay and all I got was a playful glare with a nod. After deciding to be comfortable for the day, I slipped on leggings with a loose fitting shirt and some of my cozy socks then started to make up the bed.
Tyson helped me make it up then told me what he was going to do for the day.
"I'm going to go to the gym to meet up with my friend for some business but I don't know how long I'll be gone for and then I have a meeting with Redcon tomorrow but I'm going to FaceTime with the people I need to talk to."
"That's it? Only two meetings?"
"For now, yes."
"That's good. How's your knee?" I laid across the bed and looked up at Tyson.
"It's fine." He joined me on the bed, stretched out, and playfully booped my nose with his finger.
I did it right back to him but I did get serious for a moment.
"How are you mentally?" I asked.
"I...sometimes wish I could go back to not being so well-known sometimes, to be honest. Sometimes I feel like I'm always under pressure, and yes, I know that I have a lot going on because I like to dip my toes in everything but I know that it's okay to just...ease up sometimes. If I have to drop some projects, I will do it."
"I know it can be tough but remember that you busted your ass to get to where you are in your career. I don't want you to regret doing what you love. But if you do want to talk to me about anything else on your mind, you can always talk to me and if we need to call our therapist, we can do that as well. Okay?"
"Okay, I will. Can I have a kiss?"
"Of course."
A smooch was shared between us and then I walked with Tyson out of the room. He gave the kids big hugs and kisses when he got to the living room and told them that he'd be back as soon as possible. Thankfully, the kids didn't cry when he left but they did become a little sad when they were told that Daddy had to go to work. He told them that he would watch cartoons and eat tons of candy with them when he returned and that sure did put a smile on the kid's faces. He said bye to my cousins who were still in the kitchen and walked with me to the front door but he didn't leave until he gave me the biggest hug and kiss on the planet. I felt myself floating a bit in the air which was fine with me.
"I'll challenge you to a game of DDR when I return home," Tyson said to me. "I love you."
"I love you, too. And I'm going to win."
Tyson just smirked as he placed me back down on my feet, gave me one more kiss, and headed out the door. Such a big teddy bear, he is.
Author's note: In regards to my stories, I usually go for 100 chapters for my stories. I know it seems long, however, I like to write a lot of chapters. I hope you, the reader, are still enjoying the story! Thanks for the support everyone!
