Good morning OSLS members. Welcome to all our newbies tapping into ur newest addiction to FB. shout out to all the hardworking Polys wether your working for a Boss or you are the boss . To all our single parents raising the future. *bows* Nothing but mad respect . Lets see what happens next with Amo and Lilyanah shall we?kickback wiv ur boy #Lilcub I cant take my eyes off you 5 The yelling grew louder to the point where Isaiah ushered his mum and and the younguns outside to protect their ears from the profanity that was spilling out of Amos guku. Where the hell do you get off speaking to my son like that Tia? he knocked into me!Its obvious he wasnt raised with manners or respect running through the house without saying tulou in respect Her insult to me rubbed me raw. She wasnt only just disrespecting me but my deceased grandparents. Dont you dare speak ill of Lilyanah. She raised my son right and on her own. So why has she suddenly showed up now with her son when she managed to do it on her own before?how do you even know the child is yours? Are you stupid or just blind?He looks just like me. My son is apart of our lives now so get use to it because when were married you will acknowledge him wether you want to or not and Ill be dammed if I let you slight my son just for being born out of wedlock so you get that people are going to gossip about this!did you think about the consequences and how people are going to view us? Its already making the rounds. How do you know shes not just trying to claim a stake to your dads inheritance he left for you? Suga. Where do you get off accusing me of going after Amos money! Me and my son never askd to live here! Tias facials distorted with anger. You live here?! She turned her wrath to Amo. You brought your ex and bastard child to live here?! Have you no respect for me as your fiancé or the rumors that are going to fly around!!...*Slap* The anger that simmered underneath my calm demeanor finally snapped through. I was ready to murder. Dont you ever call my son a bastard child. The reasons behind his birth is my fault alone so dont you stand there spewing filthy words against my son or Lord help me I will lay all you sh** bare and give all the faikakalas youre so concerned about something to really talk about! Tia was holding her bruised cheek. Her hatred towards me evident in her eyes. Are you just going to stand there and let her touch me like that Amo! What would you like me to do Tia when that slap was well deserved. You insulted her as a mother and a woman with virtue. Now hold your tongue. I dont care who talks ish about me as long as it doesnt extend to my son. Now are you going to stand beside me when it happens is what I want to know. Tia wasnt happy one bit. She slapped Amo across the cheek before removing her engagement ring and throwing it at him. Like hell am I going to marry into this family while you house your harlot under your roof and stain my familys good name just because yours left when your dad died. Gaining your lastname isnt worth the talks... Tia took a fearful step back when she saw the look that came into Amos eyes. Ur right. Getting married isnt worth the crap that comes with you so youre free. But I warn you now Tia if I so much as hear a whisper or slander against Lilyanah or my son I will be paying your family a visit. Now leave. Tia held her head high giving Amo a fake smile. She grabbed her handbag and walked out with her last parting words filled with promise of trouble. Im the least of your worries. Once ppl hear she lives with you. Its your mother thatll be affected by the talks and her goodname that will be ruined. Once she left I felt drained. Not realising the consequences of my living here and how it will affect Amos mum and brothers and my sisters but worst of all my son hit me full force. The gossip mill will be turning full ball. Im moving out. No Amo just listen. Maybe you can handle the gossip that will surely follow after today but Im not going to let my son get caught in the middle of it. you keep saying your son like he isnt mine either or are you going to claim to be the next virgin mary?! You are such a sh**head! How many times do I need to say sorry for you to finally accept it! Yes I ran when your mum refused to accept me or OUR child and yes I shouldve had more courage to approach you when it happened or say a proper goodbye but I was 19 and scared and was not about to be the reason you turned your back on your family! I made my bed and laid in it. I will not apologise for the choices I made to keep my baby safe! So you know what? Get over it because I cant undo the past but can only try and control how my sons future will play out! Were moving out. Like hell you are! I let you slip out of my life once,youre fooling urself if you think Im about to let you dissappear for another five years with my son. Im not running away anywhere you idiot Im just moving back to Malies place. Youre hurting because youre engagement is broken and for that Im sorry. I never meant to come between you and your fiancé and I think you should try and fix things with her. But my mind is made up. Well be leaving as soon as I get our things packed. If you dont want to drop us off thats fine too. Ill take yous I spun around to see Isaiah at the door. Amo didnt seem happy at all. Bro cant you see were having a private conversation yeah and she seems done with it . Ill bring the car around and dont worry. Amo wont stop you from leaving. Are you challenging me Isaiah? Yeah I am. She isnt yours to boss around. If she wants to leave than she has a right to unless you can give her a reason why you dont want her to leave without using your son as a excuse? Amo glared at Isaiah. he stood arching his brow waiting for Amo to answer him. The last thing I wanted was for the brothers to clash. Shes free to leave if she wants to With that Amo walked out the back swearing under his breath. Turning back to stare at Isaiah, he winked at me with a cheeky grin before walking back outside to get the car....
Posted on: Wed, 04 Jun 2014 00:45:29 +0000
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