I Choose You 3

Diamond Johnson

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• Urban Books

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• Publié par: Sullivan Group Publishing, LLC
• Date de parution: 11 août 2015
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781648540134
• Langue: English

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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Contents



Acknowledgments

Authors Note:

Prologue: Tisha


1. Otis

2. Ka’lani

3. Otis

4. Otis

5. Ka’lani

6. Pat

7. Tisha

8. Otis

9. Tisha

10. Tisha

11. Otis

12. Kyla

13. Cevon

14. Tisha

15. Tamika

16. Tisha

17. Kyla

18. Tyrone

19. Otis

20. Pat

21. Tamika

22. Pat

23. Ka’lani

Epilogue


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Acknowledgments



First off I would like to thank God for even giving me the ability to have the talent of writing. I believe in Philippians 4:13, “I can do all things through Christ Jesus who strengthens me.” There were times when I didn’t want to continue writing this book because I didn’t think it would be good enough. I started working on I choose you in January, 2014 and ended up stopping due to school. Honestly, I pushed myself so hard to finish this book and to finally have it out. I won’t say that it was an easy journey because Lord knows that it wasn’t.
To my amazing parents, thank you for believing in me as well and for not doubting me when I came to you guys with the idea of writing my very own book. I love you guys so much.
To my sisters that supported me with the idea of finally putting my writing skills to good use.
And lastly, to my readers, I hope you all enjoy this book as much I enjoyed writing it. I’m doing this for you guys. Keep a look out for Diamond Johnson, this is only the beginning, I have so much up my sleeve for you guys.


“Keep in mind that I’m an artist
And I’m sensitive about my shit
-Erykah Badu
Authors Note:

First off, let me start by saying that this series is just re- releasing my older books in which is the “I Choose You” series. I was given the opportunity to have Leo Sullivan publish me and of course I jumped at the opportunity. I believe you guys will enjoy this book because I took my time and gave it my all. I hope you guys enjoy.
Prologue: Tisha

This had to be some sort of sick joke or some shit that this bitch was trying to play on me. My mind was telling me that she wasn’t bold enough to try and take my daughter, but judging from the cries that I heard in the background, I really did think that this bitch went to the extreme and kidnapped my daughter. I swear this hoe had nine lives for real, because not even emptying a whole clip in that bitch could get that hoe to die! I sat my ass glued to the chair with the phone still in my hand. My girls were throwing question after question, trying to figure out what was going on, but I wasn’t paying them any attention. What I was trying to understand was how the fuck this bitch even got her ass in the house to take my baby. When I left out this morning, Otis and Harmony was still in the house, and he told me that he wasn’t going to go anywhere. I know for a fact Marshae wasn’t brave enough to step foot on our property, because Otis would have killed her ass dead, which is why I’m so confused.
“Tisha what the fuck! You don’t hear me talking to your ass?” Ka’lani said, nudging me with her shoulder.
“No, what did you say?” I asked, turning around to face her.
“I said you need to call Otis and see what’s going on. Don’t you think if Marshae had really taken the baby that Otis would have called you?” she asked, and I nodded my head and dialed Otis’s number, and waited for him to pick up the phone.
“What’s good bae?” Otis asked me, after the sixth damn ring. His ass sounded too damn calm, and I wondered if he knew that bitch was somewhere with our daughter.
“Ummm, where the fuck is my daughter?” I asked, getting straight to the point.
“First of all, watch your fuckin mouth Tisha, I ain’t one of your lil friends. I told your ass about that shit already. And our daughter is right here with me at Toys R US. Where the fuck else she supposed to be at?” he asked, and I blew out a sigh of relief. God, I swear if that hoe had taken my baby, I didn’t know what the fuck I was going to do.
“Tisha!” Otis barked into the phone, because I guess I had zoned out again.
“Yes bae I’m here,” I said, rolling my eyes. I hated when his ass screamed into the damn phone like I was deaf or some shit.
“I said where the fuck she supposed to be at? Why you calling me asking where Harmony at when you knew she was with me?” he asked me, in a much calmer tone this time.
“Because Marshae just called–”
“Wait, who just called you?” Otis asked, interrupting me from telling my story.
“Marshae fuckin called. She said she had the baby, and after I told her I didn’t believe her, I heard a baby crying in the background and I thought it was Harmony,” I told him.
Laughing Otis replied, “I wish that bitch would think about even touching my daughter, I swear for God I’ll blow that bitch fuckin head off. Your ass crazy for even feeding into that bullshit. You know damn well ain’t shit gon’ happen to my daughter as long as she’s with me, so why the fuck would you even try me like that?” Otis asked me, and I could sense the attitude all in his voice.
“Well, what the fuck was I supposed to do? That bitch said she had my daughter and then the cries only confirmed it. Excuse me for wanting to know if my daughter was fuckin okay,” I screamed into the phone.
“I’m about to hang up on your ass because you feeling yourself right now, and I don’t want to have to come to the shop and jack your ass up in front of everybody. So finish doing what you doing and then bring your ass home. Harmony good, she right here,” he said, and then hung up the phone on me.
I couldn’t believe that Otis was being so inconsiderate towards my feelings right then. How did he expect me to react when somebody called me and said they had my baby? He acted like that wasn’t no big deal.
“So what happened?” Tamika asked me once I got off the phone.
“He said that Harmony is with him. Then gone get mad at me because I questioned whether or not he had her. What the fuck was I supposed to do?” I asked, crying. My nerves had gotten the best of me and I couldn’t control my emotions. I was finally able to breathe after coming to the conclusion that my daughter was safe and in good hands.
“Tisha, relax, you shaking girl,” Ka’lani said, hugging me.
“I swear that Marshae bitch is fuckin crazy. Who the fuck goes around telling people that they took their baby? Don’t she know that people get killed for shit like that?” Kyla asked.
I just sat there, taking it all in. This situation only confirmed that bitch was back, and that she was out for blood. Too bad for her, because when it comes to my nigga and my daughter, I swear to God I was going to catch a body. But this time, I promise you I wasn’t going to fuckin miss. It got personal when the bitch got my daughter involved in this bullshit. I could handle her ass trying to come for me, but when you start sending threats about my daughter, it’s time to go to war. Sad thing about it, I can’t even get the bitch if I wanted her, because I didn’t even know where this hoe was resting her damn head. It’s all good because her ass can’t hide for long.
Anyways, I was not about to let this bitch stress me or my family right now, only because the simple fact that I had a wedding that I had to hurry up and plan. We only had less than a month to go, because our wedding date was set for Valentine’s Day. Of course, Otis wanted to hurry up and get married because his ass wasn’t helping with any of the ideas; he left it all up to me, my girls, and the wedding planners. I was stressed and I couldn’t wait for this big day to come. Don’t get me wrong, I was ready to marry Otis; I just felt like I had a lot of pressure on me because I was trying to have the perfect wedding. Now, to add to my stress, I had to look out for this Marshae bitch . Damn, why wouldn’t this bitch just die already!
One

Otis
One Month Later

H ere it was February 13 th , the night before my wedding day, and I was at King of Diamonds with my niggas, turning up for my bachelor party. I was getting lap dances from all the strippers there. I felt like the fuckin king in the building tonight. My niggas really did go all out, and if Tisha knew about all these strippers dancing butt ass naked on a nigga, she would probably kill my ass. I mean, it was ass and titties every fuckin where. I swear if this was back in my days where I was fuckin anything with a pair of titties and a pussy, I would have been took one of these hoes to the back and fucked they dam