Nothing But A Number 2

         Now Mrs. Stevenson, Kendall is happily living, allowing Tyga to move back in shortly after the proposal despite the rules she laid down. She currently owns her own boutique, and awaiting her first child. Which is a non risk pregnancy, and a very healthy baby.

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      Tyga, very faithful as of now. Doesnt even look in another females direction. His friends have dubbed him as "The Boring One." He's excited for his first child, and helps Kendall run the boutique she dreamed of owning for so long. 

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      Kylie, now eighteen and legally able to date Chris has never been happier. They do everything and share everything together, including a house and a one year old child together, that she conceived the very first time they made love. They're engaged , and currently spending Two weeks in Peru to celebrate.

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      Chris, Now a father of one and a fiancee' of Kylie. He feels like all his prayers were answered. Ever since his son "Christian Brown" was born he have taken a strong liking to baby league football, starting his own team in the troubled community of Oakland. He's currently spending two weeks in Peru to celebrate his engagement to Kylie.

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       Honey was in the midst of trying to get her rap career back off the ground. But was arrested for violating the restraining order that Tyga and Kendall had taken out on her, for sitting outside their home and store waiting for Tyga to come out to try and confess her love for him. It got so tiring, happening once a week that they even moved, but she found their new house and did the same thing. Landing her two years in jail. She's currently serving her sentence in jail.

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       We all tried to grab her but it was no use, she had already flew across the room and was grabbing onto Chyna. Chyna quickly stood on her foot and grabbed my sister’s hair, slamming her off the table. “Oh no.” I kicked off my shoes and charged at her.

She was getting the best of Kylie, hitting her all in the face while she was on the ground. “Don’t play with me you little bitch!” She shouted as she punched on her.

I grabbed Chyna by her thick, very thick… and ugly hair and yanked her off Kylie, punching her in the face while I pulled her back. “Off my sister bitch.”

I could hear Tyga and Chris cheering everything on in the background.  

I continued to hit her all in the head while Kylie happily joined in, aiming for her face and wherever else she could get a good hint in.  Her hair went flying everywhere, in every direction. I ignored her cries for us to get off of her, and these five minutes felt like a hour as we jumped on her together.

Punching her, and kicking her. It just felt therapeutic because this was the girl who deserved it all from day one.  I thought about me losing my baby, and her faking her whole pregnancy just to stress me out more. That motivated me to just swing harder, and try to hurt her more. My hits to her head had quickly engaged to hits to her face. Snatching her hair back with one hand and beating her in the face with the other. The tears fell down my eyes with no means to even stop. I didn’t even notice that I had snatched Chyna’s head away from Kylie and began to beat on her myself.

“Kendall…” She said in a hushed concerned tone as she tried to pull me off of her. It was no use, I ran back over to Chyna who was now leaking from every hole in face. Chris and Tyga came over there and picked me up completely.

“Get the fuck out my house. All of you.” Chyna bitched through her now swollen, bloody lips.

“Come on Kendall, lets just go.” Tyga told me as he carried me over his shoulder.  I began to cry, fighting this girl is something I wanted to do for the longest time now. I felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders.

**

I went home and threw my car keys on my night stand, and grabbed my fifth of Peach Ciroc out of the cabinet. “My damn knuckles sore.” I told them, drinking straight from the bottle.

“Yall some hoodrats lowkey.” Chris laughed while Tyga joined in. “Kris and Bruce got some sluggers on they hands.”

“Right, I didn’t even know Kylie got down like that.” Tyga added.

“I was gonna fight that bitch, I told yall that.” Kylie looked at me snatched the Ciroc bottle. “Cool it, alcoholic.”

I shrugged it off and looked at them carrying on right in front of me. I wanted to join in, it was like celebrating that the wicked bitch is dead but… I still had a lot of unresolved issues on my plate, so celebrating was definitely out of the question for me.

I wasn’t pretending to be pregnant, so when I lost my child… I LOST my child. And although Chyna wasn’t really pregnant that still didn’t change the fact that Tyga had sex with her, raw at that. Honey too.  I was stepped out on with two different women, and that wasn’t worth celebrating, and I wasn’t over it.

I looked at Tyga and fought the urge to tell him get the hell out my house. Lord knows I wanted to, but watching Chris and Kylie so happy and smiling while joking with him made me feel a soft spot for him.

But the fact that he thought everything was over, just because Chyna was a spiteful female made me really question his love for me. Instead he was on the couch getting tore up with my sister and Chris.  I turned around on my heels to search the liquor cabinet again. I needed some type of buzz so I wont be such a party pooper.

I rummaged through the cabinet, pushing my hair out of my way and searching as hard as I can.  It had to be something in there, I found the Patron and it felt as though I found a DaVinci painting. “Yes.” I whispered as I stood up and undid the top.

“What’s your problem?” Tyga asked startling me, and taking the bottle before I could even get a sip.

“Just give me back the bottle, I don’t want to make a scene.” I told him.

“What’s your problem?”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me further into the kitchen, away from Chris and Kylie. For what seemed like forever we just stared at each other in silence waiting for the other to finally break the ice and say what needed to be said.

“How could you Tyga? How could you just chill out and party like everything okay?” I asked. “Chyna false pregnancy don’t change the facts.”

“Listen Kendall, I know that. For one, I wasn’t laughing I was sitting in the living room contemplating on what  to say to you. Secondly, I know it doesn’t change anything.” While he talked to me I searched his eyes to see was he sincere about what he was saying. “I love you, I know I made a mistake and I also know that what I did was wrong. VERY wrong, and I don’t expect for you to forgive me right away…”

“But you expect me to forgive you?” I said cutting him off.

“You know what, yeah I do. Eventually I expect you to forgive me.” Tyga told me matter of factly. “Because I love you, and nothing in this lifetime would keep me away from you.”

I looked at the floor, and twirled my feet.

“You remember when we first got together, and you lied about your age? I could have went to jail. You remember that day you made it hot in your school, and niggas was looking at me funny. Remember when I went to your parents and confessed my love for you…not knowing how the fuck they would react.” He caressed my face as he talked to me.

“Yes, I remember.”

“I’m not trying to say tit for tat Kendall, but doesn’t that stand for ANYTHING? Doesn’t that goes to show that our love is strong?”

The tears began to stream down my face. I nodded my head and started. “Yeah it is.”

“I love you, Kendall. I’m not expecting for you to forgive me right now, but maybe we can work on it.”

Before I could give an answer he was getting down on one knee. “What are you doing?”

“I never been so sure about loving someone in my entire life. Besides my mama, you’re the only one who I knows love me unconditionally.” He flicked open the black box to show the biggest diamond ring I’ve ever seen in my life. “We can have a long engagement, I’m not expecting to get married fast. I’m willing to work to build up your trust no matter how long it takes.”

“Okay.”

“Kendall Nicole Jenner… will you become Kendall Nicole Stevenson?”

This was the moment I was waiting for, for like forever. Different circumstances of course but never the less this was the moment I’ve been waiting on, one that I felt was way deserved.  I covered my face with both of my hands. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Say yes, girl.” Kylie smiled walking in hand in hand with Chris. “When you find true love, it’s worth saving.”

Chris eyed Kylie and kissed her forehead and looked back at me. “Right.”

“Hell, look at Kourtney and Scott, and he prolly did more women then Ted Bundy in the 80’s.” Kylie said.

We all fell out in laughter.

“Of course I’ll marry you Michael.” I leaned down and kissed his lips. “But first, you’re not moving in until six months of fidelity, you have to take me on EVERY tour you go on. Chyna is out of the question FOREVER, AND no more female rappers on your label.”

He smiled before answering. “Anything baby. I’ll do it.”

       I knew it was too good to be true. When I got back in the car he demanded that we went back to my house. Thinking that he was playing I continued to go to Vegas until he grabbed my neck in the midst of me driving and yelled at me to turn around.

I didn’t know what had gotten into him, but I didn’t want to mess anything up and force him to cancel the wedding or what not. Or I don’t know if it was canceled already but I didn’t want to push his buttons too much.

Yall know how I am.

I wanted to cuss his ass out severely, but I bit my tongue. Something I rarely do.

“Tyga okay, we’ll go home, but what’s the problem?” I tried to talk calmly to keep from blowing up on his stupid ass, and that sorry ass headline he has.

“I gotta show you something.” He said smiling.

I knew it was a catch, I mean Tyga was phoney but not THAT phoney, to the point that he wants to get married and then divorced the next.  Him smiling reassured me everything would be alright. I drove home in a happy silence, as he continued to rub my belly from time to time.

“I love you.” I told him.

“You too.”

**

I was annoyed pulling up, it was a hour and half drive from where we were back to my house and he only said two words to me. He spent the whole time texting on his phone, I stepped out the car and slammed the door shut behind me.  Stomping up towards my house with Tyga behind me.

“So Chyna.” He started.

“What?”

“Anything you wanna tell me?”

I wasn’t for his tantrums he went through every so often. They were becoming more frequent and more annoying. I didn’t have the time to sit and fight with him all the time, if that was the case I should have stayed messing with females. At least they would have a reason to be acting like bitches.

“Like what TY?” I asked him, making the annoyance in my voice as obvious as I could.

“Like why TMZ was texting you thanking you for the tip.”

“What are you talking about?”

Oh shit.

I should have known better from my stripper days to never leave my phone lingering around, especially without a code on it. I was slipping, badly.  I mentally beat myself up for doing so.  

“You know exactly what I’m talking about.” He stood at the door with his arms crossed and leaned against the wall.

“Well more importantly, why the fuck were you going through my phone.” I stood up and approached him. “When I get out of the car, that’s not an invitation for you to put your stubby lil fingers on my shit.”

“Are you serious right now Chyna?”

“As a heart attack.”

I could tell he was becoming infuriated. I can see it on his face. “You lucky you pregnant man, I would beat your ass like a heart attack.”

I frowned my face up at his lame joke or whatever it was.

BANG BANG BANG!

“WHO THE FUCK IS IT?! Banging on my door like you don’t got no sense.” I screamed through the door.

Tyga pushed me back some, and opened the door.

In walked Chris…

And Kylie…

And Kendall.

They must’ve thought I was on drugs or something, or maybe they high as a bitch. Because I KNOW they didn’t bring his little white bitch up in my house, like it’s a tea party or some  shit. “Um excuse me what the fuck are you doing here?” I mugged all of them, but the statement was directed to Kendall.

“I was invited.” She smiled.

“Bitch, I don’t know who invited you. But consider this your walking paper.” I approached her.

Tyga stepped in between us. “I can’t let you do that Chyna.”

Kendall shot me a smile over Tyga’s shoulder.

“Are you serious TY?” I fought back the tears in my eyes. I’m always the one getting hurt in the long run. By the same nigga at that.  “This BITCH…”

“BITCH?” The other little white one asked.

“Yes… BITCH..” I told her before turning my attention back to Tyga. “She is the reason why you were in jail. She’s the reason why I had to come bail you out, and you gonna do me like that?”

“But what about all the shit you’re the reason for.” Chris chimed in. “Me and Tyga fighting and shit.”

“Me and Chris breaking up.” Kylie added.

“Me losing my baby.” Kendall silently put her two cents in it.

I looked at all four of them and chuckled. “I cant believe this shit, let me get this straight. You’re with this little girl Chris?”

“I’ll show you a little girl.” She replied.

“BITCH for the last time I wasn’t talking to you.” I pointed in her face.

She slapped my hand out her face and charged at me, just to be held back by Chris. 

“Chyna, so what. That’s none of your business.” Chris said.

I chuckled. “Yall niggas like em young huh? Why? Cuz the pussy bald?”

“Because the pussy tight bitch! And your stripper ass pussy is run through.” Kylie screamed.

“My god…” Kendall whispered.

I can tell this little girl wanted me so bad. She was itching to fight me, I don’t know why because she would get her little ass whipped, but I admired her heart.

“Bitch please, you or your nigga wouldn’t know shit about good pussy if it hit yall in the face.”  I patted my pussy and smiled in her face. “Ask yo nigga, he was all up in this twat, talking about how good it was.”

I knew that would hit home.

“See bitch, that’s where you got it all wrong. I don’t have to ask my MAN, because he already told me about yall two.” She flipped her hair and smiled. “So whats next.”

I looked at Chris as stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “NOW.” He mouthed.

“I don’t give a fuck, yall sick. I don’t want my baby around none of yall. Since yall niggas like kids.”

Tyga looked on silently and chuckled the whole time.

Kendall approached me and pushed me on the counter. “Don’t keep calling me no kid.”

My home phone answering machine hit the ground and began to play my unheard messages. 

BEEP!

“Hello Ms. Washington. This is Doctor Alexander, I was calling to tell you that we found out what’s wrong with you. You don’t have a tumor, you just have a gas like bubble resting in your stomach. So the cancer scare is over, its very funny actually all you have to do is pass gas every time you feel the urge, and your stomach should be flat again in no time…”

I scrambled to hurry and try to cut the machine off, but it was no use.

“…and you can stop looking PREGNANT as you would say.”

         “So did you love birds makeup?” I asked Kylie as she came from behind the wall. “I see you all blushing and stuff.”

“Yes, we did make up.”

I loved seeing my sister happy, her smile made me smile. I loved anyone who could bring happiness to my family members. I shook my head and smiled as I thought back on how their love reminded me of mines and Tyga’s. I glanced down at the ring he gave me and twirled it on my finger.

All the jokes he told, all the stupid gesture’s he made, was definitely worth remembering. I didn’t know what it was about him, but I couldn’t just let him go like the way I was portraying, but I knew I couldn’t get back with him.

If he did it once, he’ll do it again.

And not to mention this is the second time Chyna been in the damn picture while I was with him, and on top of that he screwed me over more than once this time. Honey and Chyna, both pregnant with his babies.

How do you forgive something like that?

You don’t right?

Right.

Same thing I said.

I shook my head and tried to shake the thoughts of him out of my head. I couldn’t get week now, I’ve been doing so good without him. Although his presence in this house was definitely missed.

The random piggy back rides.

The play fighting.

Him teaching me how to play the game, and letting me record a rap just because.

Our relationship was so perfect to me.

The more I thought about it the more I missed him, but the angrier I got.

Because when you got something so good, why must you ruin it? It just doesn’t make any sense to me in the slightest.

“Kendall…” Kylie waved her hand in my face, snapping me out of my daze.

“What girl?” I finally came to.

“Did you hear what I said?”

“No, what was it?” Damn, I must’ve really been gone. Every time I zoned out I had a hard time catching up with the conversation.

“I said I’m heading over to Chyna’s house with Chris.”

“Um, why? Don’t tell me you’re her friend or something.”

Kylie looked at me like I just gave her the worst insult I could think of. “Hell no I’m not.”

“Then what did I miss?”

I didn’t understand what was going on.

“Well, come to find out she set Tyga up with the whole television thing. She’s the reason why everything was so broadcast.”

“Okay?” I didn’t understand how Kylie played a part in that.

“So she’s the reason you lost your baby Kendall… don’t you understand?”

“Correction, Me and Tyga is the reason why I lost my baby.” I pushed my hair pass my ears and continued to talk to her. “So, thanks but no thanks.”

“I’m planning to drag her across her apartment, so suit yourself.”

My door bell ringing interrupted our conversation.

“This isn’t over Kylie.”

“Yeah yeah, go answer your door.”

“Who is it?” I screamed through my door. I was really hoping Honey didn’t do anything crazy like reporting us to the police.

“Chris.”

I let out a sigh of relief and opened the door.

“Hey is Kylie ready?” He asked flashing his smile.

I pushed him out the door and stepped out. “I need to talk to you.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Look, my sister loves you. She takes you very serious. I didn’t expect her to give you the time of day but she did…”

He opened his mouth to say something, but I waved my hand signaling him to be quiet.

“I know about the bet you made, I overheard you and Tyga talking about it one night.”

Looking down at his feet he started. “Man I know that was shady but I…”

“Do you love Kylie?”

“Yes I do, and I know that shit was cruddy but its not even like that anymore.”

“If you hurt my sister, I mean EVER hurt her. I will try my best to make your life a living hell.”

I turned on my heels and began to make my way into the house.

He grabbed my arm and looked at me.

His eyes showing a sparkle that said forgive me, showing the most sincere sorry face I ever saw. “Kendall please don’t tell her. I know I’m wrong for asking that you hold a secret from your sister but…”

“It’s cool, I can see you really love her. So its fine.”

Kylie opened the door with her jacket thrown over her shoulder. “Well hello handsome.” She gazed at his hand on my arm. “I’m not interrupting anything am I?”

“No girl, we’re just talking.”

“I can talk to my brother in law cant I?” I chimed in.

Kylie laughed. “Oh okay, as long as you not trying to Honey and Chyna me.”

I shook my head and slightly pushed her.

“You ready?” Chris asked her.

“Yep got my tennis in my car. I’m gon whip her ass.” Kylie said.

“Any more room for one more?”