Disclaimers All Day...Everyday!
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Spring Valley was beautiful this time of year. She could not believe that she and Jason were truly over. Kelly was here trying to figure out where she went wrong, both with him and with Brittany. She missed her daughter so much but she needed to get help and find herself again.
She was currently staying at her brothers, who have managed to stay clean for close to five years. She was really proud of him and was eternally grateful for him doing her a big favor a couple years ago. She looked down at the toddle walking to his play set and smiled sadly at him. The baby name was Michael…Mikey for short and he was a spit fire. To think he was only three years old. She tried to visit as much as she could but the last few months have been hecked.
She sat down and started to play with the blocks; asking him to identify colors and numbers. She missed times like this. The two were so wrapped up in their own world that she didn't realize when her brother came home.
"Boo", he screamed.
Mikey laughed while Kelly jumped out of her skin. "Brandon, don't do that", she yelled hitting him. Her heart was slamming against her chest rapidly.
"I couldn't help it…ya'll looked so cute and I felt as your brother it was my duty to scare the shit out of you", he told them.
She got up from the floor and followed. "So how was your day Brandon", Kelly asked as she played with an apple.
"Well you know…work…the usual…I might be up for that promotion", he told her proudly.
"I am so happy for you…you're so going to get it", she boosted.
"So when is your counseling session", he asked.
"Um tomorrow at 4…I just got so used to being here with Mikey all the time. I don't want to leave him", she confessed.
"Well he is yours you know", her brother reminded her.
Kelly turned and looked at her son and smiled. "Yeah…he is"
Jason could not believe his luck. He went to the bar to apologize to the lady he had fired and ended up marrying her. How the hell that happened he had no idea. He had Brittany to worry about. It was a good thing Melanie was watching her. He knew she was pissed but what the hell was she doing anyways. He had to get a divorce…she wasn't even giving it up…and she had a ring.
He'd never thought that he, Jason Pitts would stoop so low. His wife's name was some type of alcoholic beverage. She was the stereotype of a black woman. Her name was Chardonnay. She drove him crazy but he was convinced that it was something about her that was going to make life worthwhile.
Melanie sat at her doctor's appointment on the verge of tears. It's been almost a month since she had seen Derwin. He should be holding her hand watching their baby's first ultrasound. Instead she was here alone. The doctors said she was 8 weeks pregnant and she cried happy tears. Their legacy was growing healthy inside of her. Her little baby was the reason she had hope that everything would get better. She had to be strong for her little sweet pea.
Derwin was playing with his son at the playground. It pained him to think that Melanie would put him through this. Sure DJ was a little on the yellow and curly side but maybe he got his looks from his great great grandmother or something. This little boy was his heart.
He hadn't spoken to Mel in almost a month. He was going crazy without her but his son came first. He had to stay at a hotel because he really didn't want to see Melanie and Jayne was taking every opportunity to throw herself at him.
He walked in quietly as possible into Jayne's house since the little man was worn out from playing. He knew he was an hour early but the coach had called a mandatory practice at the last minute. He walked to the kitchen when he realized that his baby mama had company. He knew it wasn't the right thing to do but he decided giving the circumstances he was going to listen in.
"Jayne stop bugging, we fix it and plus they didn't dabble anymore into the matter so it's over", A woman told Jayne in a comforting tone.
He picturing her shaking with one of her hand jesters and leaned in closer. "Yea I know but I just have this feeling", she told them.
"Like a bad feeling", another one voiced.
"No…a happy one you dumbshit", Jayne bit back.
"Well is he falling for you again…with the wifey out of the picture", asked the same woman.
"We have our moments when I think this could be real", Jayne said in this idealized voice.
Derwin winced and closed his eyes. Mel was right.
"Good and remember you stop at nothing to become the next Mrs. Derwin Davis", the woman said again.
"Guys I don't think I can do it…child support is just going to have to be enough…I met somebody", Jayne informed them.
He could hear a lot of moans of complaint and 'no you didn't' from inside the room.
"What about your career…if you wanted nothing to do with him you should have told him that you had a miscarriage instead of getting knocked up again and having him believe it was his", the girl hissed.
"I know…I wanted him to suffer…it wasn't fair that I lost our baby and he could just go back to Melanie scotch free", Janay moaned. "But I had a change of hearts...but I just can't confess to what I did" she shouted.
"Don't worry…you just did", Derwin spoke up entering the room mad as hell. He felt like he was entering the twilight zone.
The three women in the room froze. "Derwin…you weren't expected to be home until 4…its 2:35", she informed him like that was better and it was his fault.
"Can it Jayne tell me what the hell is going on…I'm tired of this. I want the truth or my lawyer will be contacting you", he sneered.
One of friends jumped up to defend her. "Hey all there is here is he say…she say. Who do you think they're going to believe", she hissed.
Derwin took a big needed breathe. "I think they're going to believe the nice tape recording I just sent to my manager…I tried being nice…hell I believed you would never pull something like this…I was on your side and turns out Mel was right all along", he screamed.
Jayne looked down ashamed. "I was going to tell you", she confessed.
"When Jayne…When DJ needed a blood transplant and I wouldn't be a match", he yelled.
"Now what just a minute", she snapped coming back with a fire in her at the thought of her son being injured.
"No you wait…I'm going to be with my family…my real family", he told her heading to the door.
"Oh yea…last time I checked she left you", she screamed at him.
He continued to walk away seeming unaffected. He drove around the corner into his house and collapsed in to the ground in tears. At the end of day he lost his wife and his son.
Author's Comment….
Uh….I personally didn't like the season finale at all. At first I stopped watching the game only to pick it up because I heard supposing it was getting better…which it was and then next thing you know…back to being crappy. I'm not watching the next season unless I am truly bored but I still love the original Game when it was on CW.
Writing this I find to be extremely difficult because of many reasons. First I have tried to get out of the habit of writing how I talk. Occasionally I slip up but writing the dialogue for these characters has got me throwing that training to the curb. Secondly, seasons 4/5 became extremely difficult because they made it so stereotypical. Like when I'm writing for Tasha all I want to say is the N word because that's like one of her favorite words…along with the phrase Bitch I'll kill you. Lastly I'm really not inspired because of the new developments on the game but I always like to finish what I started…eventually. So I apologize for the major delay between chaps but I will finish this story by my b-day.
Oh and i'm not following the time period exactly and is throwing things from both seasons the way i see fit. On that note hoped you liked the surprise i gave you! Please review. Deuces...till next time.