I Choose You 3 : The Matrimony

by Diamond Johnson

  After showering her face with tons of kisses, I put her on my hip to search for something for her to wear. After that, I got her ready for her bath. Two and a half hours later, we were finally walking out the door. I knew my girls thought that I had changed my mind about coming, being as though I was so late. It took me forever to find me something to wear, even though my ass had a closet full of shit. What I decided on was a denim shirt, along with a pair of my gold Robin jeans. On my feet were a pair of low top MK sneakers. I had my hair parted down the middle, resting a few inches above my ass. Looking at me, you couldn’t even tell that my ass was spreading because the only thing that grew a little bit was my hips and my ass.

  Thirty minutes later, I was pulling up to the park. It look me a little minute to find pavilion fifteen but when I heard all that loud ass music, I knew which one it was off the bat. I noticed that it was packed with a whole bunch of people, and God knows that I didn’t want to be in all of those people’s faces. After parking my car, I went around and got my baby from out of the back seat. Tucking my purse under my seat and walking with my daughter on my hip, I made my way inside the party. As soon as I walked over, I noticed my girls sitting at one of the tables, talking amongst themselves.

  “Hey y’all” I said, waving at them.

  “Tisha, I didn’t know you were still coming,” Ka’lani said with a confused look on her face. I noticed that the other girls had a confused look on their faces as well, which made me wonder what the fuck was going on.

  “What’s up with y’all, why y’all looking like that?” I asked them, but nobody responded to what I just asked.

  “Daddy, when is my little sister coming?” I heard from behind me. I turned around and an older version of Harmony was standing next to the grill by Otis. I swear it felt like all of the wind had left my body. I swear I felt like I was hyperventilating. I swear I had to catch myself because I had almost dropped my baby. Otis and I eyes met, and I heard him whisper something to the little girl, and she went and sat next to another lady. I followed the little girl with my eyes the whole time. I watched as she sat next to a lady with Turquoise hair. I couldn’t see the woman’s face because her back was turned to me, but I had a strong feeling that was her mother.

  Just as quick as I had gotten there, I turned around and left. I tried to walk away as fast as I could, but as soon as I reached my car, I was being pulled from behind by those strong ass arms that I missed so much. I knew it was him because I could smell his Tom Ford cologne lingering in the air.

  “Tisha, what the fuck is wrong with you girl? Why you leaving?” Otis asked, turning me around to face him. At that moment, I fuckin lost it. I couldn’t control my anger, my hurt, or my tears.

  “When the fuck were you going to tell me that you had another daughter?” I cried. My cries only upset my daughter, and she started crying as well. Otis took Harmony from out of my arms, trying to calm her down.

  “Baby, I just found out about this myself like three weeks ago. I promise that I was going to tell you this shit,” he told me, trying to calm me down, but I was hysterical at that point. Ka’lani came over and took the baby from Otis’ arms, because my crying was only making Harmony worse.

  “Tisha calm down, you going to upset the baby now,” he said, pulling my closer to him as I continued to cry against his chest. I was supposed to be the one to give him his first child, not that bitch.

  “Tisha, me having a baby that I knew nothing about don’t stop no show. I’m still going to be here for you and Harmony. Shit, I still want to get back with your ass but you ain’t letting me. But what I’m not going to do is be a pussy and run away from my responsibilities,” he said, and I pulled away from his hold.

  “How am I supposed to compete with that though? She had your baby first. Is she the reason why you been ignoring my ass for the past few weeks?” I asked, wiping my tears.

  “Tisha, I ain’t asking your ass to compete with shit. I’m just letting your ass know what’s up. And hell no, she ain’t the reason why I been avoiding your ass, you been the reason. Tisha, your ass keep pushing me away every time I try and get back in,” he told me.

  “Whatever, Otis. I’m about to leave. I’m not about to sit here and watch you play the perfect family with this bitch while me and my daughter sit off to the side and watch, like I’m your fuckin sideline or some shit. Why the fuck would you even let me come here, knowing you was bringing your baby mama!” I snapped.

  “Tisha, when is the last time we had a fuckin conversation? How the fuck was I supposed to know that you were coming? You can leave, but you not taking my daughter nowhere,” he said, walking in front of me.

  “Nigga you got me fucked up, I’m about to go get my fuckin daughter, and we are about to leave,” I said, and he pulled me by the front of my shirt, roughly pulling me into him.

  “You gon’ keep trying me and Ima fuck your ass up right here in front of everybody. Now, if you want to leave you do that. But my daughter been talking about seeing Harmony all day, and I’m not about to let her leave with you because you wanna be spiteful about the situation. I done told your ass I just found out about her,” he said through clench teeth, and I was trying so hard to keep the tears in but as soon as I blinked, they came rushing down my face.

  “I’ll just go,” I said, barely above a whisper.

  “Tisha, you know I’m not asking you to leave but I’m not about to have you take Harmony either,” he said, letting go of my shirt.

  “It’s fine Otis,” I said, walking away and getting into my car.

  Honestly, my feelings were hurt to the core. To have another little girl that I didn’t birth call Otis daddy really did something to me. I wasn’t necessarily mad at Otis, because like he said, she was conceived when him and I weren’t even together. I just felt like he was ignoring the way I felt, and expected me to be all on board with him having another child. I got in my car and I noticed that my girls were calling and texting me, trying to see if I was okay. I simply turned off my phone and pulled out of the parking lot. In order for me to leave, I had to circle the pavilion and as I was doing that, I saw Otis walking with Harmony in his arms, placing her in his daughter’s lap. The sight before me brought a shit load of tears to my eyes. I watched on as his baby mama looked at his two daughters interacting with each other as well. This was something that was clearly going to take some getting used to. Right then, the only thing that I wanted to do was climb in my bed and take my ass to sleep. Now I had two bitches that I had to deal with, which was Marshae and know this Turquoise weave-wearing ass bitch.

  Chapter 8: Otis

  I couldn’t get that look from out of my head that Tisha gave me once she heard Tamia call me daddy. She looked at me like I had just did the upmost betrayal to her in life. I swear to God, had I known that Tisha was coming, ain’t no way in hell I would have invited Akira to come. Yes, I would have brought Tamia with me still. The reason why I didn’t think she was coming is because I didn’t hear none of my niggas telling me that their girls told them that Tisha was going to come, so I just took it upon myself to invite my baby mama and my daughter to the cookout. Plus, it was going on six and Tisha still hadn’t shown up, so I just knew that I wouldn’t have to worry about her running into my baby mama and my child.. As soon as I saw her Range Rover pull up, I just wanted to crawl into a damn hole and die. I knew wasn’t nothing good going to come from out of the situation at all. My eyes were on Tisha like a hawk the whole time, but she didn’t look at me until she heard Tamia say daddy. It was confirmed two weeks ago that I was 99.9% the father to Tamia. Ever since then, I was trying my best to make up for lost time with her. Tamia had already met my niggas, along with Tisha’s girls as well. Everybody loved her and they felt as if she was the spitting image of Harmony.

  Watching Tisha pull off and seeing her hurting like that hurt me to the core. I knew that she was embarrassed and she felt betrayed. I feel like I broke her heart in front of all these people, not to mention in front of m
y baby mama. I also knew I hurt her when I told her that she couldn’t take Harmony with her, and when I jacked her up in front of everybody. We may have been in the parking lot when all of this was happening, but I’m pretty sure that everybody was watching us. I wasn’t about to have Tisha at home crying and stressing herself out, which is why when the cookout is over, I’m taking my ass over there to get my woman back. I feel like for the past three months, I haven’t been doing anything but hurting her chance after chance, and honestly, it wasn’t fair to her.

  “Daddy, my little sister is so pretty,” Tamia beamed as she played with Harmony. Crazy, because Harmony never took well to new people, but she was very open to Tamia. I smiled looking at my two beautiful girls, and headed back over to the grill to continue with the ribs.

  “How sis doing about the whole situation?” Ty asked, coming over to me and handing me a Corona.

  “She not doing well at all. I hate to see Tisha so upset like that, especially since I’m the one that’s causing all that damn stress,” I let Tyrone know.

  “You got to fix that shit, O. Tisha is the one for you man, and you don’t wanna wake up one day and her ass be in the arms of another nigga. Trust me, that’s not what you want. Let Akira know, straight up, you not looking for no relationship with her; you just going to be there to help take care of Tamia. You don’t want to lead her on, because that’s only going to cause more conflict with you and Tisha. I’m telling you now Otis, your ass better not fuck that girl because best believe, when you decide to stop fuckin her she gon’ run back and tell Tisha every damn thing,” Tyrone said, and I couldn’t help but agree with what he was saying. I already knew that Akira wanted the dick, but too bad because this here daddy dick belongs to Tisha.

  10:47 p.m.

  After being out to the park all day, I was finally pulling up into Tisha’s apartment complex. I parked my car in the parking lot and went around to get my sleeping beauty, Harmony, from out of her car seat. After getting her baby bag off the floor, I closed the door and made my way up the steps onto the second floor. After searching for Tisha’s key on my key ring, I found it and opened up the front door, and turned off her house alarm. I made my way inside of Harmony’s bedroom, changed her out of her clothes, put her on her pajamas, and laid her down in her crib. Closing the door, I made my way inside of Tisha’s bedroom. When I got inside, she was peacefully sleeping at the foot of the bed, still in her clothes from earlier. She didn’t have a blanket over her or nothing, so I knew her ass was freezing in there because she always kept the house so cold at night.

  “Tisha,” I said, shaking her and waking her up from out of her sleep. After two more shakes, she finally popped open her eyes and looked at me like I was crazy.

  “Why you sleeping at the foot of the bed like that?” I asked, taking off my shoes and sitting them by the door.

  “I never moved when I took a nap earlier. What time is it?” she asked as she sat up in the bed and stretched.

  “Almost eleven o’clock, come get in the shower with me,” I said, pulling her up by her arm.

  “Where my baby at?” she asked, looking around the room.

  “She in the room sleeping, come on,” I said, grabbing her; she stood up and followed me to the bathroom.

  I walked inside of her bathroom and turned the water on, while she stayed standing by the bathroom door. I waited for the water to get steaming hot, and then I removed my clothing and stepped inside. I watched as Tisha went to the mirror and brushed her hair into a neat bun, then she removed her clothing and stepped into the shower with me. I opened up my arms and welcomed her to me, and she walked over to me and laid her head on my chest.

  “Bae, I really want you to know that nothing has changed between us. We still gon’ continue to do us. I want you to give a nigga another chance and let me prove to your ass that I’m ready to get married. It’s been about you and it’s still about you,” I said, kissing her forehead.

  “The thing is Otis, I’m not even mad at you anymore, and I’m not mad about you having another daughter with somebody else. I’m just hurt about the whole situation, and I feel like you didn’t regard my feelings earlier today. You wanted me to automatically be okay with the whole situation, and at the time I wasn’t okay with it. But after coming home and giving it some thought, I realized that I would be a real bitch if I forced your hand and asked you to walk away from your relationship with your daughter. But I do have some rules for your ass though,” she said, and I smiled because I knew that shit was coming. I knew Tisha like I knew the back of my hand, and I knew her ass wasn’t about to let my ass get off that easy.

  “Alright bae, what’s your rules?” I asked, looking down at her.

  “Let your baby mama know that I’m crazy as fuck, and that I will not play about you or my daughter,” Tisha let me know.

  “Shit, she already know your ass crazy, I ain’t got to tell her ass that shit. Everybody know you crazy as fuck,” I said laughing, and she popped me upside my head.

  “That’s not funny. And you have no reason to be over at her house if y’all daughter not there. Ain’t shit for y’all to talk about in the privacy of her house that y’all can’t discuss on the damn phone,” Tisha said, and I nodded my head.

  “Alright, what else?” I asked.

  “You smart enough to know not to fuck that bitch. Otis, don’t play with me, I swear I will catch a case if you try and fuck with me,” Tisha fussed.

  Honestly, she didn’t have to tell me not to fuck Akira because I already knew that shit. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that I wasn’t supposed to be fuckin my baby mama when I already had a girl at home. I’m not gon’ lie; I’m proud of Tisha for being mature about the situation though, even if she did have a nigga on some rules in the process.

  “Your ass ain’t had no dick in three months, how you feel about that?” I asked, pulling her closer to me and placing my large hands on her ass.

  “Who said I didn’t have no dick?” she asked me, smirking.

  “Get fucked up if you want to,” I said, dead ass serious.

  “I did have some dick though. I used the toys that I got from my bachelorette party,” she said laughing, and I couldn’t do nothing but shake my head at her crazy ass.

  “You need to get rid of that shit before my daughter find that shit somewhere,” I said, pulling her closer to me.

  “Oh hush, it’s tucked away in my closet, Harmony not going to find that,” she told me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

  I grabbed the sponge from the edge of the shower and soaped up her small frame. After cleaning her up, I lifted her up and stepped back so that my back was facing the wall. I waited for Tisha to wrap her silky smooth legs around my waist, and once she did that I leaned forward, kissing her aggressively. I positioned her body so that I could slide my dick inside, and she let out a deep moan as my dick penetrated her opening.

  “Hmmm baby,” Tisha moaned, wrapping her arms around my neck tighter.

  I was thrusting my body back and forth, making sure to hit it every time I went back inside. Her legs started gripping the fuck out of my waist, and she started bouncing up and down on my dick, going crazy.

  “See what you been missing!” I said, placing my hands on her waist and bouncing her in fast and rough motions as we connected with each other with our strokes.

  “You feel soooooo…good baby!” Tisha screamed. “Fuckkkk righttt therreee,” she said, speeding up the pace of her grinding.

  After she came, I placed her down and carried her out of the shower, and sat her on top of the kitchen counter; meanwhile, I still had my dick inside of her. I pulled her up so that her ass was sitting on the edge of the sink. After spreading her legs a little bit more, I rammed the rest of my dick inside of her opening. As I was deeply stroking her, I watched as she threw her head back in pure ecstasy.

  “You gon’ bring your ass home now?” I asked, hitting her spot even harder.

  “Yes!” she moaned, not missing
a beat.

  “Yes what?” I asked, pulling out and rubbing the mushroom head of my dick against her clit. She looked at me with wide eyes, because I had fucked up her orgasm.

  “Baby, stop playin,” she said, reaching down and sliding my dick back inside of her. I plunged deep inside of her and I had to bite my lip so that I wouldn’t start moaning in that bitch like a pussy.

  “Girl you so fuckin wet and tight,” I grunted, fuckin her hard and deep. I watched as she made those sexy ass fuck faces, and I had to pray to God that I didn’t cum first.

  “Baby….Ima come home,” she moaned, taking the dick. I grabbed her by her neck, and she met me halfway as I sloppily kissed her lips while still penetrating her pussy. She just said the words that a nigga had been dying to hear for the longest. She stuck out her tongue and I gently sucked on it, turning us both on even more.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned after I released her tongue from my grip. The way her pussy muscles was clamping down on my dick, I knew she about to start cumming again. Her pussy was so tight; it felt as if she hadn’t been fucked in three years instead of three months. When she threw her head back, I knew that was it for her and I started cumin too.

  “Shit Tisha! Fuck girl!” I yelled out, releasing my seeds inside of her. Talk about some good ass make up sex!

  After getting her breathing under control, I pulled her up and carried her to the bed. I went inside of her drawer and looked for me some shorts to throw on. Tisha’s ass was already under the covers about to take her ass to sleep after that good dick that I just blessed her ass with. After throwing on my shorts, I got under the covers, pulling her closer to me.

  “Your ass coming home in the morning. I hate this uncomfortable ass bed,” I said, wrapping my arms around her waist.

  “Boy, you a lie if my bed is uncomfortable. Plus, didn’t I say that I was coming home in the morning anyways?” she asked, looking up at me.

  “You right, but I thought it was the dick talking,” I said.