Birthday Treat (Part One)
It felt so good waking up this morning with Stephanie in my arms. It’s been a long time since I’ve held a woman in my arms, let alone slept in the same bed with one I truly cared about. It made me genuinely happy. I got up an hour ago and ran to the market to get some breakfast to cook. I’m not gonna over do it like I did in Mexico, gonna keep it simple. I was making sausages, pancakes, eggs and home fries. Just enough for us two to eat. Grabbing all of Steph’s gifts out of the trunk, I used my free hand to close the trunk. Licking my lips, I hit the lock button to lock the doors. Shaking the keys in my hand, I got to Stephanie’s key before unlocking the main door heading for the lobby. It was pretty quiet this morning and it was a nice day out. New York never sleeps so it was surprising that no one was out and about. Stepping off of the elevator, I adjusted the bags in my hand as I got prepared to unlock the door. Once in, I kicked the door shut and locked it before heading to the kitchen. I placed everything on the island before filling up the vase I got. I bought Steph some orchids too, just to have. I placed them in the water before sitting it in the middle of the island.
I went to the cabinet and got all the needed utensils to prepare breakfast. Pulling my hoodie off, I tossed it on the stool and took my phone out. I scrolled to my Pop’s name and put him on speaker before getting started. “Hello” He answered. “Hey Pop, what you doing?” I asked as I placed the pans on the stove. Slicing the butter in half I watched it fall into the pan before spreading it. “Fussing with your damn mother, she’s upset that she’s not invited to the dinner” He sighed making me chuckle. I spread the butter around before pouring mix for the pancakes inside the pan, letting it sizzle. “Oh, that’s too bad” I said with sarcasm as I smiled a little. “Yeah, I know. She’s been acting super bitchy since you let her have it Trent. We aren’t having sex or nothing” He heaved out making me frown a little. Damn…me and my Pop are in the same boat? Something has got to give. “You too? The fuck is wrong with women today? Sex is a stress reliever, good for the soul” I said with laughter but I was super serious. No; sex does not fix problems, but it could damn sure make them less intense. Think about it, you take out your frustrations and then you can have proper conversation, making the problems easier to solve. “I don’t know…but you? No, really? You and Stephanie never…”He trailed off in complete surprise. “Nah, nope. She’s pure Pop, I’m not surprised though” I stated as I stirred the eggs and put them in the pan next to the pancakes. They were almost done so I put the eggs and sausages on at the same time. “Oh, really? That’s never stopped you before…” He chuckled making me feel a little uneasy but I brushed it off. Let’s just say I have a way of taking things without permission.
“Yeah, yeah… I know. I can’t even tell you why Pop. But that shit is ending today! It’s been too long for me” I groaned. “You’re my son, I know. What time is dinner?” He asked. “At 8. She’s taking off so I don’t know what she’s doing until then. I’m gonna come pass there for a minute and probably just sleep until dinner. I need to go get a refill on my pills” I yawned. Lately, I’ve been extremely sleepy! Bags were under my eyes, not heavily but noticeable. “Yeah, you need that rest. You know how you get. Guess what?” He quizzed. “I’m not gonna guess so tell me” I mumbled as I moved around the kitchen. Opening the cabinet, I grabbed two glass plates, two mugs and some utensils, setting them on the island neatly. “Travis is here, came in town yesterday. And guess what else? He has a woman, she’s a realtor” He informed as my eyes went a little wide. I haven’t seen my little brother in about a year and a half. When he comes to town he spends most of his time and my parents house rather than the city. I’m not always around so when he comes in town I tend to miss him. “Hmph…that’s news. Haven’t seen him in a long time…” I mumbled as my eyebrows knitted together. Me and Travis had an interesting relationship, I should say. I loved my brother of course, but in a way I despised him. He had this thing where he would consider himself the ‘sane’ or ‘perfect’ child versus me. He would call me out on my shit in front of others just for them to see how fucked up I am. Although it is the truth, he doesn’t have to carry me that way. Apparently, Travis thinks he’s better than me because he doesn’t take meds or have a million and one emotions running through his mind like I do. Crazy thing is we’re alike and we get along by actually disliking each other’s ways…if that makes sense.
“Who’s this girlfriend?” I asked with a dry voice. Travis always had something to say about my line up of women, didn’t agree with me. Did I care? Hell no. But did it annoy me? Yes the fuck it did. Nothing gets on my nerves more than somebody being in your ear telling you that your gonna fuck up, how women shouldn’t be with you. Or how they are too good for you and blah blah. My flaws and shit were soap operas to Travis. “Her name is Morgan. She’s a well put together young lady, intelligent. Goofy and I can tell she loves Travis, so that’s all that matters. You know your mother gave her hell, still is” He said. “Oh, I know. That’s exactly why her ass is staying home while we party. Travis and Morgan can come along with you though, I don’t mind” I shrugged. “Stephanie doesn’t know them” He laughed. “So? She’s gonna meet you for the first time. It’ll be good for her trust me! Her parents are supposed to be coming down, so it’ll be my first time meeting them too” I informed him. “Oh really? Well, I guess that’s good…with the exception of Randy. At least I’ll get to meet them when they come” He found some good in the event. “Yeah…it’ll be good. But listen let me get back to breakfast, I’ll be by later” I said quickly before hanging up. I slid my phone further back on the island before finishing breakfast. I couldn’t wait to give Stephanie her first gift of the day.
Opening my eyes, I almost had a mini heart attack because I smelt food. Just as I sat up it hit me that Trenton had spent the night with me last night. Being in bed with him felt different; good but, different. I’ve never had a man hold me with such grip as he did. He held me like he was cherishing the moment forever, didn’t want to let go. Like, it was the last hug we’ll ever give each other. I felt so safe and comfortable in his arms I slept damn good. A yarn slipped through my lips as I climbed out of bed, instantly shutting off the alarm on my phone. I don’t know why I set a reminder to keep me notified that I was turning 30. I felt important but old too. I unlocked my phone to e-mails, facebook notifications, text messages and a missed phone call from my Daddy. Smiling, I took a minute to scroll through and thank people for the birthday wishes. After doing that for a few minutes, I headed straight to the bathroom to freshen up. I had some running around to do today before my dinner tonight. First, I had to go grocery shopping with Lissa for tonight’s menu. Then, I made myself a hair appointment, mani and pedi too. Then of course I had to find something to wear for dinner. I wanted to be grown and sexy tonight, so looking for something to fit that. After finishing in the bathroom, I went back to the room and slid on my slippers. Dressed in nothing but a t-shirt and some baggy PJ shorts I made my way to the kitchen. Before I could see Trenton I smiled at the sound of his voice, he sounded amazing. He was singing ‘Say Yes’ by Floetry. I entered the kitchen mouthing the words to myself as I moved my hands along the beat like a choir director. His voice was extremely beautiful.
As the song came to an end, I clapped my hands and did a faint cheer, causing him to turn around. He smiled at me, licking his lips and shaking his head. “Goodmorning birthday girl!” A sexy smirk painted his face as he finished up at the stove. “Morning baby” I smiled, looking over the food he had on the island. He didn’t over do it this time, thank God. “Happy birthday…sleep well?” He asked, holding his arms out for me to walk into them. “Thank you. Yes. I think you had something to do with that” I cheesed as I hopped in his arms, legs wrapping around his torso. I loved being held by him already and it was only last night when I got the chance to. He was just so cuddly and he always smelled good. “Oh, yeah? How so?” He asked as he placed soft kisses against my neck. I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip to hide the moan in my throat. Just like Trenton, I had been very needy in the love department. It’s funny how you crave something you’ve never had before. “Just being in your arms…it felt good” I admitted as I pecked his lips repeatedly before engulfing him into a long kiss. His tongue danced with mine as he held me up in the air against his pelvic area. I could feel him rising just as I was heating up. “Babyyy” I whined wiggling in his hold, we had to stop before things went too far. Groaning he gripped my butt in his hands, biting into the side of my neck. “You started this, now you want to stop?” He grumbled as he let me down. I touched where he had bit and fixed my shirt. “We have to eat” I giggled as I sat in the stool, pulling a plate toward me. “We don’t HAVE to eat, you just don’t want to get taken down in this kitchen. Why you get so hesitant baby, don’t want the neighbors to hear?” He asked with a smirk as he took his seat. I sprinkled salt and pepper on my eggs before giggling at him. “No…I-I don’t know” I mumbled in embarrassment. “You do know, so tell me. Scared of pleasure? Think I’m gonna just take the goodies and leave?” His voice was humorous but I could detect some seriousness in it. Here I was in need of some good loving, 30 years-old and still running from it. I said nothing for a couple of minutes as I ate some of my food. Trenton had his eyebrows high in the air as he ate his food so perfectly, waiting for an answer. “Are you gonna watch me eat?” I asked through a laugh as he bit his lip. “That’s not why I’m watching you, baby. I want you to tell me what it is. We’re grown here, you’re 30 today so act like it” He pushed as he reached to grab his mug. Once again his comment about my childish ways made me upset. However; they were true, but it was still something I didn’t like to be pointed out.
“Are you scared?” He randomly asked making me frown in confusion. “Of what?” I asked. Shrugging, he scuffed down the rest of his food before cleaning his mouth and hands. “I don’t know, you tell me. Pleasure? Pain? Anything?” He said with a light chuckle. “Not scared…just cautious. It’s not too soon to you? You know how you were feeling in the beginning? Cautious or unsure…I don’t want sex to make things complicated” I let out freely with a breath of relief. I’ve told him that before but not with as much detail. I just don’t want to have sex and let that be the foundation our relationship. “We talked about this, Stephanie. What will it complicate?” He asked out of frustration, I could sense some crankiness. He hasn’t had as much sleep now that I think about it. “Our-I-I just think-” His sudden movement cut me off as he got up, swooping his empty dishes in his hands. His jaw clenched as he placed the things in the sink. “You done?” He asked over his shoulder as he began to wash his dishes. “Yeah…” I muttered quietly, I had upset him. I could tell because his mood changed that quickly but it could be his lack of sleep too. He took a few short steps over to collect my things just as I stood. “Babe-I-I didn’t mean to make you upset…” I played with the ends of my t-shirt. I was making my own birthday a disaster already. “Don’t worry about it. You see your orchids?” He threw the conversation in another direction again, pointing to the island. I honestly didn’t pay those any mind. “I didn’t, thank you…” I smiled. “No problem. What are your plans before dinner?” He asked. “Uh have some grocery shopping to do, nails and feet, hair appointment too. Why?” I asked. “No reason. I’m gonna see you later alright? Probably wont be back until dinner” He said before placing a sweet kiss against my temple, leaving me in the kitchen alone. Poking the inside of my cheek with my tongue, I palmed my forehead. Great Steph, just great.
Mr Bersem’s POV:
“I don’t even know why I’m doing this” Linda gritted as she came out of the bathroom. We got to New York last night and we stayed at The Manhattan Hotel at Times Square. I called Stephanie to let her know but she didn’t answer the call. I figured we’re gonna surprise her. “Linda, it’s her birthday for Christ sakes” I stressed as I looked up from my tablet. Scoffing she rolled her eyes and switched earrings. We are going out for breakfast then heading over to Steph’s place to show our faces. “I know what today is Michael. I-I just don’t understand what made her want to come to New York. There’s nothing out here for her, she had better at home” She shook her head. I hit the off button and put my tablet back into the pouch in my suitcase. “That’s what she wanted Linda, let it go. It’s been months, have a heart. She misses you and she really wants us at this dinner on our best behavior” I said as I stood and wrapped her in my arms. That same sneaky smirk she always does was on her face. “Oh…I will” She said with confidence. “Good” I nodded before kissing her lips.
I was ecstatic to be out here for my baby’s birthday! We haven’t seen her in a couple of months and she barely calls us. I was gonna try my best to keep Linda in check but I knew that would be hard to do.
“Soooo, how does it feel to be 30, finally?” Lissa sung as we walked to the entrance of the supermarket. We both grabbed a cart before strolling inside the market. “I don’t feel anything, honestly. Feel the same as yesterday, just hornier” I admitted as she gasped, a sneaky smirk following. Since our girls night out Lissa and I went a little distant as far as hanging out, we never did stop calling or texting. No it didn’t feel the same but we needed the time apart before things went any further. Now we’re back in motion like nothing happened. “No birthday sex?” She questioned sadly as I shook my head. “Trenton stayed with me last night but nothing happened, we were tired. This morning at breakfast I started something and didn’t finish, I made him mad” I frowned just thinking about it. Why couldn’t I just let it happen? I do want it…I just don’t know. “Steph, now why did you do that? That could’ve changed your life” She giggled. “I don’t know Lissa! I just don’t want it to complicate things” I sighed as we strolled over to the freezer. “How would you do that? You guys are together…right?” She asked as I nodded. Licking my lips, I swiped my hair behind my ear before picking up a pound of steak. “We are…we are. I don’t know, guess I feel guilty” I shrugged. “Guilty? Guilty about what?” Lissa asked curiously. I’ve mentioned Joel to her a few times and even asked her about going out with him as friends of course. She told me her opinion. Even though she didn’t really like Trenton and I’s relationship, she made it clear that I shouldn’t have. Simply because he was my man and Joel was trying to be. If I was happy with Trenton then I wouldn’t venture off with someone else, right? Not saying that I’m not happy with him-just taken by surprise. He’s the only real man I’ve been with and he wants to shower me with the best. I just want to keep Joel around.
“Joel and I went out last night. Lunch, paintball shooting and he paid for my nose piercing” I rushed out biting my lip out of wrong. God I know I’m wrong but I just want the bond. I feel like if I tell Joel off then it will disappear. He’s a pretty understanding guy though, won’t know until I try huh? Lissa sighed, shaking her head as she placed some meats into her cart and strolled away. I strolled behind her before catching up with her on the side. “You’re wrong” She stated plainly not even glancing at me. “I know” I whined. “What’re you doing Steph? You have to stop it before it lands you in some trouble. Does Trent know about him? As a friend?” She asked. “No. I was gonna tell him I swear but I don’t want him to misunderstand. Joel and I are just friends that’s it” I said with confidence. Sure we both have some sort of attraction to each other but I don’t want to take it any further in steps. “Every time you say that I find it more hard to believe. I may not be a fan of you and T but I will not be that ‘yes ma’am’ friend either. What you’re doing is wrong and you know it. You need to tell both Joel and Trenton what it is and how it’s gonna be or you’ll have both of them questioning the relationship” She advised truthfully. I just stayed silently taking in everything she said. It was the truth; harsh, but truth. I have never been in this situation before and as you can see I don’t know how to handle it. I’m afraid that I’m gonna mess up everything by playing the selfish role.
Lissa and I had split about 20 minutes ago to go our separate ways. She went on home to start the food and I came back home to get ready for my hair appointment. “Daddy!” I answered the phone with a smile. I haven’t talked to them in months! Every time they called I was either at work or just too wrapped up into my ‘love’ life to answer. “Hey Tweety! How are you babygirl?” He asked, calling me by my childhood nickname. When I was younger my dad gave me the name Tweety because I was like a bird. Chirpy and hype about nothing in particular, just life itself. He said it fit my bubbly personality so that’s what he’s been calling me. “I’m fine daddy, just got back home. I’m getting ready for my hair appointment. How are you? I miss you” I fired off as I moved around in my closet. I wasn’t dressing up until later but I had to look presentable to get my hair done. Holding the phone between my ear and shoulder I looked through my drawers. “I’m fine, I’m fine. Happy birthday baby! I have bad news though…” He sighed making me frown and look at the phone with an eye roll. I knew this was coming. “What? You’re not coming?” I said knowingly in a dry voice. Of course he wasn’t because my mother from hell wasn’t coming. “Baby, listen. I think its best if we don’t come anyways, you know? You and your mom aren’t even on good terms. If we come down she’ll ruin it for everybody” He explained. “It’s fine… I get it” I mumbled as I wiped a stray tear. Yeah he had a point but did I care? No. It was the truth but not an excuse to not come and visit his daughter on her 30th birthday. “Don’t be upset baby, it’s your day. Enjoy it the way you’d like…we’re sending our love and gifts” He said with a smile in his voice. “Yeah…okay. I have to go daddy. Talk to you later” I said with a sniff before ending the call. I tossed my phone to the floor before crying into my hands. So far my birthday is a complete mess.
Later that day.
Ever since I left Stephanie’s house earlier I’ve been sleep. I went to get a refill on my pills so I was knocked out. I hate having to depend on medication to make me do right. I want to just do right because it’s in my nature but I guess that means I have to put effort into it, right? I was leaving the house now to pick up P. She was gonna cruise with me to go pick up Steph’s gift. I had to leave earlier before I went off on her in that damn kitchen. Her hesitance made me think back to that little lie she told yesterday night. I’d hate to have to show that side of me to Stephanie, really I do. But I refuse to be lied to and played with by someone who belongs to me. I’ve never lied to her so she shouldn’t have to lie to me. And why do people lie? They lie to cover up guilt or wrong, so that means she’s hiding something from me. I’ll find out though. I always do. Since it’s her birthday, I’ll let her enjoy this day while she can because afterwards she has some explaining to do.
“You ready? I’ll be there in 15 minutes” I asked into the phone as I entered my car. “Yeah…been ready. Where are you? You always fussing about time, yet your ass is late” She fussed making me chuckle. I put my phone in its usual spot before pulling off down the street. “Girl, hush. Your ass better be on that porch when I get there” I said sternly before I heard a beep. She hung up on me. Licking over my lips, I pressed down on the gas and sped to her house. I asked P to be my guest for the afternoon to calm down. I obviously needed one of those ‘unconscious therapy sessions’. This is the time where I needed her advice on which route to take. Although I might not take it, it’s still good to have. In exactly 15 minutes like I said, I pulled up to P’s house, and just like I told her, her ass was on that damn porch. “I see you listened to daddy” I joked as she entered the car. She mean mugged me for a minute before slamming my door and putting on her seatbelt. “Don’t slam my shit” I gritted while looking over at her. P was definitely my type, feisty and strong. She reminded me of Angie in some ways that’s why I keep her around. I can’t get rid of her-I won’t. Like I said before I can live with her and I can’t live without her. “T shut the hell up and tell me where we’re going” She demanded. “To pick up Stephanie’s gift, I told you that” I mumbled earning a teeth suck from her. “Obviously. But from where? I don’t understand why you had to have me go along with you” She sighed as she flipped the mirror down and looked into it. “You want me to drop your ass back off, P? Starting to annoy me with this shit” My irritation level was rising due to her curiosity. Shit, I’ve been annoyed since this morning and her questioning me is making it worse.
“T what you can do is watch your damn tone and answer my fucking question. What’s bothering you?” She asked as she stopped fooling with her hair, looking over in my direction. Smirking a little, I shook my head and sighed. “I think Steph is cheating on me. Now; you know me, assumptions drive my actions. And before you go off, I’ve noticed some strange behavior” I clenched my jaw at the thought of Steph seeing someone else. She couldn’t be that crazy, could she? I mean; did she take me for a joke? I meant what I said about hurting her or anyone else for this love. “What do you mean strange behavior…?” She asked weirdly. “Last night she ‘claimed’ she was with Alaina while they did some running around or whatever else. I saw her get out of a strangely familiar car and it wasn’t a woman” I explained getting amped up at the thought now. I had anger flowing through my body but it was nothing I could do about that right now. “Okay…well, did you ask her about it?” She asked. “No. And I’m not…at least not yet. She lied to my face P, why? I don’t know. This is why I am the way I am with these women. When I try to do right they always do some shit to fuck me over then I get crazy! Why would she lie to me if we’re supposed to be honest with each other?” My voice rose a few notches as I moved around in my seat. It’s amazing the affect P has on me, I tell you. If I was home or in Steph’s presence I know I would not be this calm. “T chill out okay? I think you just need to calmly pull her aside and talk to her about y’all. Maybe you need to set some boundaries or just see how she’s feeling. I’m not saying she’s cheating and I’m not she isn’t but, you need to pipe it down and talk. No violence just talk to her” She advised. “Yeah whatever. It’s not gonna be much talking if I find out she’s been with another nigga, fuck that” I gritted with venom. I hear what P is saying but I ain’t listening. Besides, even if I am, it’s still no telling what I’d when face to face with her. If I find out some shit I don’t like, I’m telling you Steph is gonna see some shit she doesn’t want to see. I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t want that as a birthday treat.