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@hcneyorchids
“You want me to what? Do you have a fever? Let me check your forehead.”
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“Hey , hey --- hey! come on! Haven’t you heard sharing is caring? If Cece can do it, you can do it too, I believe in you.”
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@elcquents
“It’s been a minute,” she commented as she made her way over to Eli, “How is my baby brother doing? ” she took the opportunity to pinch his cheek. No matter how old he is, she will always take any chance she gets to embarrass him. It’s how she shows her love. But, to be fair, there was a time when Eli loved when she was affectionate with them. Albeit, he was really young.
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Louise:
Any chance Louise got to chat with her family it was welcomed, especially when it was Aaliyah. Since they were the same age they always used to hang out together; as much as she loved her siblings, Aaliyah had a special place in her heart. And therefore, D’ante did, too; she loved the boy to pieces and loved being an aunt and happily babysat to give her cousin some deserved free time. Everyone liked to joke that she was practicing for motherhood but it was far from the truth, she just liked kids.
Aaliyah seemed a bit off, Louise got that quite soon, however, she was not a pusher so she gave the other time to process whatever was going on in her mind. She prepared them some drinks, took some frozen cookie dough and quickly baked the cookies while she spoke to her cousin from the kitchen, although the conversation was one-sided.
Returning to the small living room carrying a tray with the drinks and the plate of cookies, Lou set it on the coffee table and sat next to Aaliyah. “I do, yeah.” She chuckled as well, remembering some of the things Aaliyah told her back in those days, although her chuckle died at the next words, her eyes widened in surprise and her lips parted. “Ho… How are you so sure?” Louise asked a bit breathless as this was quite a big deal.
“Nick Lowry,” she let out a sigh before chewing on her bottom lip. “When D’ante was sick I took him to the doctors. Dr. Schaffer wasn’t free so I agreed to see any doctor and Nick Lowry was the lucky winner.” She sighs, letting her head fall back against the couch. “It’s only a matter of time before Nick talks to Eli. And with the family becoming aware of this, I’m assuming he’ll want to talk, or something.” There were a few scenarios running through her head of how their interaction would go. But there’s a chance she could be wrong. He didn’t want anything to do with them then, he could feel the same way now.
Aaliyah turned her head to look at Louise, “It’s driving me crazy, not knowing what’s going to happen next. Especially something like this. A part of me wants to wait and see what he does, but the other part just wants to contact him and get this all over with.” the latter seemed like a better option. It’s better to get it over with then sit their in limbo, constantly wondering. But, was she really going to do something? “I don’t know what’s more nerve wracking, having that conversation with Eli, or possibly talking to D’ante about meeting his father,” she already knew the answer to that.
Aaliyah sat up, arching an eyebrow when she noticed the plate of cookies on the coffee table. “--- When did you make cookies? ” How long was she in her head?
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D’ante was with Adam, so Aaliyah took this opportunity to visit Louise. Considering the situation that she had found herself in, she has come across as collectively calm. But that was not how she felt inside. There was a tang of guilt in her chest since she the last doctor appointment she left with D’ante. She didn’t expect Nick to be the doctor that day. Her guilt didn’t relate to Eli finding out, or better yet, coming to terms with the fact that he has a son. She told him, and while she understands that he was young, he made that decision. Like how she decided to carry on with the pregnancy. But the anger she felt towards all the subsided as she got older. She cared more about D’ante growing up without a father than her being brushed aside.
However, her guilt was for everyone else in his family. For his siblings who didn’t know they have a nephew. For his cousins who don’t know they have another cousin out there. And his parents that don’t know they have a grandson. But what was she to do? She wasn’t going to beg someone to be a part of her son’s life when he already have shown he didn’t have any interest. And she wasn’t going to go to his family about it. She knew how it would make her look. With all that she had to face, she did a damn good job of being who D’ante needed.
Aaliyah always hoped that Eli would one day be a part of D’ante’s life. She would love for her son to have his father in his life. And, maybe, she could’ve gone to him sooner. Try to talk to him again, but maybe it was her pride that didn’t let her. Seven years later and the moment had come, well almost. But she was not as prepared as she thought she would be.
Aaliyah chew on her bottom lip while changing her position on Louise’s couch. She didn’t realize how quiet she got or how long she was quiet. She cleared her throat before looking over at Louise, “Remember when we were younger and I was convinced I was psychic? ” she let out a breathless chuckle before shaking her head, “I have a very strong feeling D’ante is going to know about his father in the upcoming week or two.”
@aprilwritcs
#thread; aaliyah jefferson#thread; aaliyah & louise 001#verse; springfield#// this was supposed to be short LDKAJGSLK#// she may look calm in that gif but she is not having a good time inside
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@hcneyorchids
“I have a very important message from D’ante,” she looked over at Alina, “he wants to know if you are free tomorrow. He wants to show you some new wrestling moves he learned.”
#thread; aaliyah jefferson#thread; aaliyah & alina 001#verse; springfield#// one of many starters i owe
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Melody:
“You know, now that you mention it, I think I do take it back. It really isn’t that hard to believe. I mean that in the best way possible.” @trasha1x1
“Are you saying I’m predictable, Schaffer.”
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Serena:
“How are we feeling about some face masks?”
“Definitely needed, I can feel a pimple coming on my chin! ”
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Nina
Ro watched Cece for a moment, allowing herself to feel nostalgic for when the twins were that age. Maybe she missed it, or maybe this is just a passing phase. She chooses to believe it’s a passing phase, for her own sanity. She ran her fingers through her hair before looking over at Nina, “So, how have things been going so far? ”
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Daniel:
daniel had always loved the fast pace big cities, it was no wonder he had always found himself bouncing back and forth to different cities. it was hard for him to even sit still sometimes. interesting enough there had been an event he’d been wanting to attend and it finally came to his city. the male had mingled with almost everyone there, though there was one special person he spotted and decided to just admire from afar. as the event came to an end, he had rushed out to follow her. reaching out to grab her wrist, “so you were going to go the whole night without saying hi?”
The night did not turn out as Imani has expected. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, per se. She didn’t expect to see him at the event tonight. It has been years since she’s seen him, and frankly, she wasn’t sure if she would ever see him again. She had convinced herself she was over him. The days that seemed unbearable became bearable but funny how - in one night - all of that has changed. If she was really over him, she wouldn’t be responding like this, right? The fact that she needed a drink to calm herself done should be enough to answer her own question.
She was mentally cursing herself out as she headed out the door. The event had ended, unfortunately, and Imani had lost all her chances of speaking to Daniel. Right now, all she wanted to do was get out of there before it started to get crowded with everyone else trying to leave. Being stopped by someone grabbing her wrist was not a part of the script she had planned out for herself. She didn’t have to look to realize who it was, she could recognize his voice anywhere.
All she wanted to do was talk to him, but now that she had the moment she froze. She let out a breathless chuckle ( that could almost be mistaken has a nervous laugh ), “No, uh, that was not the plan.” Imani pressed her lips together before using her free hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “You were talking to someone, so it didn’t seem like a good time to interrupt. But then, you know,” she moved her hand around as if he was supposed to understand what she meant, “You disappeared in the crowd.” There was also a lot of self-doubt and going back-and-forth with herself. But that wasn’t important information to share. It was the first time, in awhile, that she was really looking at him. Especially at such a close distance. She could see how much has changed, nothing drastic. But it has been a couple years, of course change was going to happen to both of them. “.. Hi,” she spoke softly with a smile. She shifted her gaze away from him for a moment before returning her attention back on him, “It’s been awhile.”
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