Part II

(3 Months Later)

E'mani POV

| Los Angeles, CA |

It has been 3 consecutive months since me and O'shea last seen or even spoke to each other after that catastrophe. But in all honesty, I think its better this way. I still have a lot of growing up to do and a lot of self-searching before I can really be the best that I can be. Which is why I made the decision to sell my home and move back with my dad for the time being.

As for my modeling career. I still model but I told Tyra that I needed to take a mental break to get myself back in order. Become more Intune with myself and doing some self-healing. I thought she would be upset and void my whole contract. But instead, she told me take as much time as I needed. I still have a few shoots here and there but I also get to spend more time with my family.

It was a usual sunny day in Los Angeles and the warm sun beamed down on my shoulders in my strapless tank top and boyfriend Love Pink Joggers that rested on my hips. I've been staying with Henree and my nephew until I decided I wanted to break the news to my dad about me moving back. I hope he would be more accepting when he see's me. You never know with him.

"You got everything sis?", Henree asked as she placed my Louis Vuitton Monogram purse in the front of my Audi. She dusted her hands off as she placed them on her hips and squinting her eyes from the sun.

"I believe so." I replied as I closed the trunk of my car and leaning on It. "Thanks for letting me stay with you. I could of went back home but I aint wanna hear daddy mouth."

"Girl don't I know it. it's like a hit or miss with him. That's why I try to catch him when he smoking." Henree giggled.

I shook my head. "Give me a hug so I can make my way to that side.", I said as I reached into hug my big sister tightly. We swayed side to side as we shared our sisterly love. I swear I don't know what I would do with out them. Sometimes I wish that all of us could come together and really share sisterly love but I know that would never happen. Erin seems to becoming around and we've hashed somethings out but as far as Daijah, out of sight out of mind.

"I'm call you later to let you know what daddy says or do." I said as pulled away from big sis and circled to the driver side of the car and hopping in.

"Yeah do that. I hope he high for your sake but then again you baby girl. He aint gonna trip too hard." Henree replied as I turned my car on and placed the gear in drive.

"Yeah. We'll see.", I replied before slowly pulling off and heading towards the interstate. I heard a "Bleep" as my phone connected to my Bluetooth speaker in my car and immediately began playing Chris Brown and Tyga's Better.

It was a calm drive to my father's house. I enjoyed the scenery of the palm trees, some kids playing kick ball in the street, the fresh manicured lawns. I waved at some people that watched me grown up over time as I finally reached my father's drive way. I noticed an unfamiliar parked car in the driveway next to my dads' impala, causing me to raise a brow.

I killed the engine and hopped out the car after grabbing my purse and hitting the alarm on my key fob as I walked up to the porch. I swiped my long hair out of my face before using my key to open the door. I felt a gush of central air hit my face as I also smelled the aroma of breakfast linger through the air and the sound of Luther Vandross "Never too Much" blaring through the house

Oh, my love, a thousand kisses from you
Is never too much, I just don't wanna stop
Oh my love, a million days in your arms

Is never too much, I just don't wanna stopNever too much, never too much Never too much, never too much

I smiled as I can only imagine the good mood my dad was in. "Daddy!", I called out as I closed the door behind me. The house was sparkling clean and it even smelled like Yankee Candle's infamous Scent, Sandcastles. This is so unlike my dad. I mean sure, the house was clean but it always smelled like some type of scent bomb spray because he smoked Hella weed.

"Daddy!", I called out as I walked through the house and made my way to the kitchen with a smile on my face but that was immediately wiped off my face as I seen my dad standing in a pair of classic Burberry boxers and his hair all over his head and some strange woman in some boy shorts and a red Victoria secret push bra locking lips with my father. His hands were roaming all over her physique as he snaked his hands down to her ass, and squeezing it.

I've seen enough if you ask me.

"The hell!", I shouted as loud as I could, causing them to jump and look in my direction.

"E'mani?!!!!", daddy shouted as he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "What the hell you doing here?".

He ran to the Bose speaker system and turned Mr. Vandross song lower and grabbed his silk robe that was resting on the bar chair. I eyeballed the woman up and down who smiled at me and made her way over to the stove to continue cooking what smelled like bacon.

"Dad...you just enjoy me being gone from home, aren't you?", I questioned as I my eyes followed my dad every step as he walked up to me.

"The question is what the hell you doing just poppin up and shit?!"

"You didn't seem to mind me popping up before" I retorted as I twisted my lips up. "Who's this?", I head nodded towards the old broad.

My dad swiped his hand down his face and shook his head. "Kimora. This is my daughter E'mani. E'mani this is my girlfriend Kimora."

"Girlfriend?!", I shrieked as I took a step back. "When was you gonna tell me, you had a girlfriend?!"

"When you decided to call me. You seem to be so wrapped up in yo shit so I let you be the adult that you are and handle it."

My nostrils flared up as I glued my eyes on my dad's new girlfriend. I squinted because she looked very familiar. Too damn familiar but I couldn't place where I've seen this woman before.

"Oh Ms. E'mani Wright. The beautiful E'mani whose gorgeous face I see all over billboards and magazines?!", Kimora said with a bright, but yet nervous smile. "Its nice to finally meet you doll."

"Mhm. Likewise." I said flatly.

"Don't come in here with that attitude E'mani." My dad warned as he shot me that "parent" look, like don't even try it.

"Its fine Eric. I could understand why she is a little confused. I mean you should have told her that we are together." Kimora chimed in as she looked at me with a sly grin.

I can already tell I don't like the bitch. I'ma get her sneaky ass out of here.

"Daddy. Can we speak?" I asked before grilling Kimora. "Alone. You know family talk, blood to blood talk?"

"I aint no blood" my dad quickly stated. I just stared at my dad with a look of disbelief.

"Oh, you aint mean it like that. Oh, my bad my bad", he giggled as he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the den, closing the door behind us.

"Okay" he said before sitting on the arm of the couch. "Talk lil mama"

"Daddy. What is she doing here?!"

"She lives here."

"Excuse me!"

My dad licked his lips and rubbed his hands down his legs. "I said she lives here. She is my girlfriend E'mani. She experienced some bull and lost her home so being that she is my woman I invited her to live with me."

I couldn't believe the shit I was hearing. This man, my father has a whole different broad living with him. Maybe this is what mommy was telling me. She also told me watch her. and ima do such. Watch her ass.

"Daddy you can't be serious. I had a talk with mommy and – "

"Awhh don't start that nonsense." My dad interrupted me and waved his hand in a "yeah right manner". "Now ya mother spoke to you"

My eyes widened. "So, you really gonna carry it like that pops? YES, my mother, YOUR WIFE spoke to me. Daddy you need to watch that lady. That's what mommy said."

My dad looked at me and sighed. "Look. I'm going to forever listen to what you tell me and I know you and mommy has a spiritual connection but I'm happy after a long time E'mani. Kimora makes me happy. All the hurt I feel at night when I lay here in this big house alone thinking about the life I could have had with your mother, she numbs that. She is the one here drying up my tears. She could never take your mother spot but you have to accept the fact that I am moving on with my life."

I bit down on my bottom lip as I stared at my father. To hear my father, speak so emotionally made tears welt up in my eyes. My father is so loving and caring and I haven't heard him speak like that about anyone in a long time. I'll leave it alone for now.

"I didn't think of it like that daddy. I'm sorry." I said as I gave my father a big hug, squeezing him tightly. "But since you all mushy, I guess this will be a good time to tell you that I am moving back in."

My dad looked at me and shook his head. "I should have known yo ass was up to something." He said as he laughed. "What about your house?"

"I sold it."

"So where was you staying?"

"With Henree. I told her not to tell you because I know you would curse her out."

"And ima still cuss her ass out. Yall some sneaky little fuckas." My dad said as he stood up and smiled. "You got stuff in the car? Where is your furniture?"

"I placed it in storage. Don't worry dad I'ma find me a smaller town house closer in this area and move in. my stay won't be long."

Daddy grabbed my hand and gazed at me. "E'mani. I am your father. This is your home. You stay as long as you need to okay. You are my daughter and you was moving way too fast before. You take your time and get it together. No rush. Besides. I miss having you around the house watching TV with me and laughing at shows and shit."

I smiled brightly. "I missed you too daddy. I'm going to hurry up and go get dressed. I told Nana Vanessa and Grandma Kathie I was going to church with them this Sunday morning. Nana said you should come too."

"HA. Yeah the church will burn if I walk in there." My dad chuckled before opening the den door. "But nah baby girl. You go ahead and get it together. As for Kimora and you, we will sit down and have a talk when you get back. Go get dressed and shit. I'll get ya stuff out the car."

I kissed my father's cheek before darting out the Den and upstairs to my bedroom. Opening the door, I chuckled as I seen everything was still the same and intact. Most of the time parents turn the kid room into some junk room when they move but not my daddy.

"Home sweet home" I said as I plopped down on my bed and exhaled at the feeling of my soft sheets. I rolled over and seen a folded piece of paper, causing me to pick it up and open it.

I knew yo ass was coming, back. Erica told me. HAHA. Daddy knows everything baby girl. Glad you home kiddo. Now clean ya room!

- Daddy 😉

I couldn't help but laugh at my father but I am sure gonna kill Erica ass when I see her. I pressed my lips together and looked at the painting of my father and I that hung on my wall from when I was at least two years old. I placed the note down and hopped off the bed to rummage through my closet to find something for church.

I can feel this is a start to a new beginning for me. I feel it.

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And I hope you guys enjoyed this update ! 

More comin upp later but in the mean time;

How yall feel about E'mani trying to turn over a new leaf ?

How you guys feel about Kimora and Eric?

More importantly...Why do yall think no one likes Kimora ?

Keep it locked and stay ruthless ;) 

- Shayy !