Chapter Ten
-Déjà Vu-
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"Did grandma and grandpa like daddy at first? Or was it awkward?"

"Uh...they liked him. I just think my dad was a little bothered to meet the guy who knocked up his daughter..."
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:: The Next day, January 6 ::
(Jacob's Pov)

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, seeing Christine holding and plating two plates of food.

"Good morning" I spoke, watching her turn around.

"Morning baby. I was just finishing your breakfast" she continued.

"You made me breakfast? That's sweet of you" I buttered her up and took a seat at the island table.

"You're welcome. I just hope you have a good start to your day is all, since you are going with that....other woman"

I chuckled. "Why you say it like that?"

"Because you know I still don't like her, and she stresses you out more than I do anyways" ...yeah Dyme stresses me out quite a lot 😉

"Yep, she does" I agreed anyways and laughed to myself.

"How long are you going to be with her again?" she handed me my plate finally.

"Maybe a day or two. We might actually come home tomorrow"

"Mhm. Well uh, tell Destiny I said happy birthday"

"Who's Destiny?" I looked up from my eggs.

"Your daughter?"

"It's...Desiree babe" I sighed.

"Baby I know that, it's just--that's my nick name for her" ...yeah right😒

"Okay then..." I shrugged.

*
:: 2 hours later ::
(Dyme's POV)🌹

Standing in line to catch our train, I grabbed hold of my baby's arm while her father went to go get our bags. I recounted our tickets just to make sure we had them all, and happened to see Jacob come back with our bags in no time.

I gave him a small look before bringing my attention back to my baby. "You okay mama?" I asked, bending down to her level.

"Baba mommy"

"Oh alright, not too much okay. Just cuz it is my baby's birthday" I tickled and kissed her, just before I gave her the half drunken sippy cup.

I stood back up to my feet, noticing her father staring as usual. I swear this nigga be giving me ice cold grill sometimes.

I reacted by giving him a little wink of the eye, seeing him then look away and blush from getting caught.

"Who are you looking at like that?" I questioned him finally.

"What? I can't look at you now?" he laughed, catching my eye by his....beautiful white teeth.

"Mmm, them teeth though daddy" I flirted.

He smiled and walked a little closer to both of us, picking up his daughter as she continued to drink her juice.

"You see, I told you mommy be flirting Dada still"

"Bye boy.." I waved him off.

*
(Jacob's Pov)

Walking in behind Diya, we made our way up to a nice single home on the corner. We all stopped at the front door and watched Dyme knock and ring the doorbell. A few seconds later, another girl comes to the door and let's us inside.

"Hey sister, how are you again" The girl greeted her, giving Dyme a hug right off the bat. ...so..could this be Mariah?

Mariah is the only sister that Dyme has told me about in the past. But I never really got to see her in person, since her and Dyme hated each other growing up.

"Hey, you look good today" Diya said, pulling away from the hug.

"Thanks. Hi, you must be Jay" Her sister stuck out her hand towards me.

"Yes, and you must be Mariah" I shook her hand in return.

Dyme and Mariah

"Yep, that's me and is that my little niece" she gasped and picked up Desiree.

Dyme then grabbed my hand and led me inside the house with her, coming up to a living room where her little brother was playing his game. Wow,  he's so grown up now.

"Diya!" He paused the game immediately, rushing up to her.

"Heyy, I missed you so much JaJa" She picked him up to engage in a big hug.

"I missed you more"

She smiled and looked over to me. "You remember my brother right? James?"

"Yeah I remember, Hey homie" I spoke. ...I used to love this kid.

"Hi.." He said shyly.

I watched her put him down and then pull me once again, leading me deeper and deeper into the house.

"Hija? Is that you" I heard the voice of an older woman.

"Sí, mama" Diya responded, pulling me into the kitchen where the older woman was. ...mm, I loved it when she spoke Spanish😍

"Ah! How are you Diya, my little girl" They hugged tightly but pulled away in seconds.

"¿Estoy bien usted?" Dyme asked.
(English: I'm good, you?)

"Oh, estoy bien. Estoy tan feliz que mi hija está finalmente aquí para visitar. te extrañe" Her mother replied.
(English: Oh, I'm fine. I'm just so happy my daughter is finally here to visit. I missed you)

"Te extrañe tambien, mama"
(English: Missed you too, mama)

"And who is this?" Her mother smiled at me.

"This is Jay, Desiree's dad"

"Ohh, hola, son in law" she pulled me into a hug.

"Hi, Miss Taylor"

"Oh sweetie, you can call me Ms. Kim"

"No problem" I smiled, pulling away.

"Now where is my neita?"

"Mariah has her out there" Dyme asnswered

After listening to what Diya said, her mom walked off into the living room to go find Des I assume. Leaving me and Diya alone in the very Spanish style kitchen.

"Your mom seems nice" I said, holding on to one of the chairs.

"Yeah she is but...she has her moments sometimes. I wonder where my dad is though" ...awe. Damn😯

"Your dad?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah, don't be scared. He's nice but he might talk to you about some things, knowing him"

"Mm. I'm sure he won't be too happy to meet the guy who impregnated his youngest daughter" I scratched my head.

"Jay stop, are you really scared to meet my dad?" she laughed at me.

"Of course I am. You know how dads are...and especially when it comes to their daughters"

"Yeah but don't be scared. It's not like he's going to shoot you or anything"

"Who's going to shoot who, my dear?" A deep male voice startled us both. ..oh shit.

"Daddy!" She rushed up to the older man, hugging him around the chest.

"Hi sweetie. How are you?"

"Good, how about you?"

"Good and good *looks at me* Who's he?"

Biting my tongue inside my mouth, I felt Dyme pull me up to the tall man closer. "This is Desiree's dad and...uh, my ex" she said.

"Hmm, nice to finally meet you son. I always wondered who...my daughter ran off with back then. And who then also......put a baby inside her" He looked me up and down.

"Sorry..." I grinned nervously once more.

"No need to be sorry, that's the circle of life for ya. What is your name?"

"Jacob but you can call me Jay or Jay-Jay for short"

"Mm. Okay. Well I look forward to having a little chat with you after dinner"

"Sure thing Sir"

*
:: Dinner Time ::🍝🍷🍴

Now at the table, I was sitting right next to Dyme and in between her and her sister, Mariah. James sat next to Dyme on the left, her parents sat in front of us and our daughter sat in a highchair at the end with her grandma.

Everyone is already in the midst of eating and here I am feeling like a fish out of water. On my plate was spaghetti, yellow rice, beans and some beef. I never knew spaghetti could be eaten with those other foods instead of just meatballs. So it looked usual to me.

I picked up my fork and started to gobble some of the food down, joining everyone else in the meal. It was actually good and very tasty, especially the rice and beans on top. So this made it easier for me to just eat and enjoy the family time.

Suddenly Dyme grabbed one of those crescent shape things off the plate and brought it up to my face. I reacted and moved my head, looking to the side while I chewed the rest of my food.

"Come on--it's good" she said, putting it up closer to my lip.

"What is it?"

"A Empanada"

"Babe, what is it specifically?" I looked down at the plate itself.

"Just open your mouth, and trust me"

Rolling my eyes playfully, I opened my mouth wide and took a bite of the Empanada with her assistance. I pulled back and began to chew, tasting a familiar taste in my mouth.

"Mm, it taste like a cheeseburger" I lick my fingers.

"Mhm, my mom always made these when I was growing up. I told you you'll like it, scary cat"

"Yeah yea yeah"

"So, Jay. Where did you two meet?" Her mother asked me.

"We met at--I think Junior prom. Officially"

"Mhm" Dyme agreed.

"Awwe, did you take her to prom?" Her sister asked.

"Nah, I didn't even know her before then. We actually met during the prom"

"So who introduced who?"

"I came up to him and ask him to dance" Dyme commented.

"Oh really, why him?" Her father asked.

"Because I had a huge crush on him beforehand but he acted he never saw me sitting behind him in class" She gave me a look from the side.

"Look, you never said anything" I argued with her.

"Uh duh, the boy is always supposed to speak first..."

"Yeah right..." I smacked my lips.

"So how long have you two been together?" Her mom asked.

"Oh uh--" I looked towards Dyme, watching her do the same.

"We're not together. But when we're it was about....maybe almost a year" She said.

"Oh okay. I only asked because you two seem to get along quite nicely" she smiled.

"I mean yeah, that's because...he's still like a best friend to me. We had a great bond before going our separate ways and I guess it just never went away. *she looks at me* And I still love him, we're just co-parenting our daughter right now" Dyme told them sincerely.

"Still love you too.." I returned back.

"Isn't that just sweet to hear. I'm so happy my daughter has finally found herself someone to love. You know, Diya had kind of a struggle in relationships growing up. But more than anything, she just wanted to feel loved. Sadly, as a mother...I failed at doing so, only because I worked so much and so did her father. It would be days where I would never get to see my children, just because I had crazy hours. But I had to provide for my family right. Just now it really took a toll on my personal relationship with my daughter. Even though I wasn't always around, I still love you hija and I'm sorry for that"

Dyme smiled. "Its okay mom, I already accepted your apology remember"

"Oh and me two. I'm sorry about how I treated you growing up Diya, I was just...a little jealous I think" Mariah confessed.

"Jealous of what?" They all asked in her response.

"Because I was the first born, then all of a sudden she came in and took all the attention. I felt like no one cared about me anymore, so...I hated her for taking my shine. And then, I wasn't on the same kid level as you either, so I misunderstood a lot of her behavior"

"That's understandable, but you should've never envied her. We're family" Their father spoke to both of the girls.

"Well I'm sorry sis for taking your shine, but...it's not like I meant to do it" Dyme said.

"Yeah I know now, but back then...when you're young, you don't look at it that way"

:: 20 minutes later :: 🕞

I sat down on the couch in the living room, watching her kid brother play the Xbox and Diya herself play with Desiree.

"So what chu playin' there?" I asked him, just trying to be friendly.

"Call of Duty"

"Which one?"

"Infinite warfare, you got that one?"

"Nah, I haven't played a game console in years"

"Wanna play? We can play a team death match"

"Sure bud, but I'm a little rusty so take it easy on me" I laughed, taking the spare controller off the table.

"So...you're with my sister again?"

"Nope, we're just friends"

"Oh. Because I see you really make her happy, I can always tell when Diya is truly happy"

"Well, your sister makes me happy too" I turned on the controller.

"Yeah trust me, I know" he said in a dramatic tone.

I chuckled. "Why you say it like that, little man?"

"Cuz I remember when you used to come over the house and you and my sister would go upstairs"

"Oh..*clears throat* I'm sure you're at the age to know...what we could've been possibly doing"

"You were f*cking her, obviously. Which is gross because of all the stuff I heard downstairs. Like the bed constantly rocking and banging,...her you know--moaning and stuff. You two really got into it..."

"Sorry. I know it was probably awkward for you, and how old are you now by the way?"

"11.."

"And you know about sex?"

"Of course I do. I take a class in it right now because some of the girls in my school loose already"

"I hope you listen to them teachers. Always wrap it up, no matter what"

"You wrap it up with my sister?" ..geez kid😬😯😶

"Of course..."

"So how you get her pregnant?" ..damn, he got me.

"Because I--I...um--just start the match kid"

*
:: 10 minutes later ::🕞✨

"Mr. Jay? A word please" Her father came into the living room, asking for my attention.

"Aight, I'll be back" I told James, getting up from my seat.

I walked over and joined her dad in the kitchen, seeing him with a glass of wine and leaning up against the sink.

"Hi,...you asked for me"

"I just wanted to talk to you, since you are my son...in a sense"

"Yeah.."

"So what made you get my daughter pregnant?" He stood up. ...mm😬

"I uh--I really don't know how to answer that..."

"So you got her pregnant just because?"

"I wouldn't say that but...things happened. No, we didn't plan on having a baby. We weren't even together. But one thing is for sure, I honestly don't regret it. Dyme is an amazing mother and...it made us closer by having Desiree"

"Dyme?" he asked, sounding confused.

"That's her nick name too,...well that's what she asked me to call her when I first met her" I shrugged.

"And what does "Dyme" mean?"

"It means...10. Like the dime in change. So basically it means she's a 10 or a..good woman"

"Do you think she's a Dime or a good woman?"

"Without a doubt, sir"

He smiled. "Its nice to see someone so passionate about my little Diya, and who is a male too. You know, I wasn't always there for Diya growing up, just like her mother...I worked a lot too. So..as you can imagine she had a little bit of let's say....daddy issues back then. She went to boys looking for love but being just boys at that age, they broke my baby's heart. But then I heard about her being so in love with somebody,...by the name of JayJay. I never introduced myself personally because I didn't know if you'll be there for long. So my goal was to wait until she brought a nice young man to a family dinner...much like today and introduce us. That's how I know, you're the real deal"

"I understand, sir"

"I appreciate the respect young man and the love for my daughter and yours too. Keep being the good guy. You really seem to make her happy and I know Diya can sometimes be...um--interesting but she means well. She's a lover not too much of a fighter but she will beat your ass"

"Trust me, I'm well aware" I laughed.

"Did she tell you yet?"

"Tell me what?"

"Anything about....uh--the family? Maybe a certain family member?"

"Uh, not that I know of. Why? What is it?"

"Oh nothing then. I'm sure she'll tell you when she's ready. So do me a favor and don't rush her. Let her tell you."

Hey thank you for reading this chapter. Vote for more parts faster and I'll deliver😊😊😊. Jay in the Media.