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xoxorealitygalore · 19 days ago

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Twin Baby Surprise

Jey Uso x Black OC

Summary: Jasmine experiences severe abdominal cramps and is forced to call for an ambulance. While waiting for help, she lies down in bed, only to be shocked when she discovers a baby crowning between her legs. With no time to spare, her boyfriend’s son must step in to deliver the baby, which turns out to be twins.

The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds, casting a soft glow across the living room. Jasmine sat on the couch, attempting to relax after a long week of work. She’d planned to spend the afternoon quietly, maybe catching up on a few shows or reading, but her body had other plans.

The first sign of discomfort came as a dull ache in her lower abdomen. At first, she thought it was just indigestion or perhaps a sign that her period was approaching, but the pain grew steadily worse, sharper and insistent.

Jasmine pressed a hand to her stomach, trying to breathe through the cramps. They felt familiar, like menstrual cramps, but more intense. She shifted uncomfortably, hoping the sensation would pass, but instead, it only deepened, tightening around her like a vise.

She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was nearing 4 PM. Joshua had gone out with his twin brother, Jonathan, for a haircut, leaving Jasmine alone at the house with his 12-year-old son, Jeyce. Her mind raced as she tried to figure out what was happening. The cramps didn’t feel like anything she had experienced before. Her hands trembled as she reached for her phone, attempting to call Joshua, but the pain was so overwhelming she could barely focus.

Suddenly, the cramps intensified, bringing with them a wave of nausea. Jasmine staggered to her feet, clutching the couch for support. Something wasn’t right. She needed help.

“Jeyce!” she called out weakly, her voice shaky. She moved toward the hallway, but her legs felt like jelly beneath her. She stumbled, falling back onto the couch, gasping for breath as another wave of pain struck.

Jeyce appeared in the doorway, his phone pressed to his ear. He looked concerned, his brow furrowed as he glanced at her. “What’s wrong, Jasmine? You don’t look good.”

Jasmine tried to speak, but the words got stuck in her throat as a fresh contraction hit. Jeyce quickly called 911. Jasmine winced, clutching her stomach and letting out a soft moan. Jeyce, realizing something was seriously wrong, quickly pulled the phone away from his ear.

“Operator, I need an ambulance,” he said, his voice calm despite the rising panic in his eyes. “My dad’s girlfriend is in pain. She looks really sick.”

He listened to the operator’s instructions, nodding as he repeated the details of their location. Jasmine’s breath came in shallow gasps, and she struggled to sit up. “I… I don’t think I can wait,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Jeyce’s eyes darted between her and the phone. He could hear the calm instructions from the operator, but he couldn’t focus on them. Something felt wrong—this wasn’t just a stomachache. The pain seemed to build, like an unstoppable force pressing down on her. His mind raced, trying to make sense of what was happening, but everything was happening too fast.

“Jasmine, do you want to lie down?” Jeyce asked gently, moving to her side. He was still holding the phone, but the urgency in her voice made him shift into action.

She nodded, her eyes wide with fear, and Jeyce helped her to her feet. With his support, she managed to make her way to the bedroom, where she collapsed onto the bed, her breath quickening with every passing second. The room felt too hot, the air thick with panic, but she couldn’t control the sensations racing through her body.

“Just breathe, Jasmine,” Jeyce said, his voice steady as he tried to offer comfort. He didn’t know what else to do but follow the operator’s directions to the best of his ability. The calm tone in the operator’s voice only seemed to heighten the sense of urgency within him.

But as Jeyce stood by her side, Jasmine’s gaze shifted downward. Her heart skipped a beat when she realized something was happening that she couldn’t explain. Between her legs, a dark shape was emerging, a faint pressure she hadn’t felt before. She froze, her breath catching in her throat as the realization slammed into her like a freight train.

“Oh my God…” she whispered, her voice trembling. “What… what is happening to me?”

Her body responded on its own as if some primal instinct had taken over. The pressure between her legs grew, and she instinctively placed a hand there, feeling the unmistakable sensation of a baby crowning. Jasmine’s eyes widened in horror and disbelief.

No. This couldn’t be happening. She wasn’t pregnant. She wasn’t prepared for this.

“Jeyce,” she gasped, trying to form words as she reached out to him, her hand trembling. “There’s… a baby is coming.”

Jeyce’s face went pale as he looked down, his eyes locking onto the sight of the baby’s head emerging between her legs. His mind was racing. He had never seen anything like this. He didn’t know what to do. He was just a kid.

“I… I don’t know what to do,” he whispered to himself, his heart pounding in his chest.

Before he could process everything, Jasmine let out a pained cry as another contraction rippled through her. Jeyce’s instincts kicked in, and he immediately crouched down beside the bed, his hands trembling as he reached for the towels nearby. His gaze shifted between Jasmine’s face and the baby emerging from her body.

“Jasmine, just keep breathing,” he said, trying to steady his own breathing as he wiped his hands on the towel. “I’m going to help you. Just stay calm.”

Jasmine’s hands gripped the sheets, her knuckles white as the next contraction hit. With a deep, guttural push, the baby’s head fully emerged, followed by the shoulders, and then—finally—the tiny body slipped free, into Jeyce’s waiting hands. He gasped, staring at the small, fragile figure in his hands. The baby let out a soft cry, a sound that echoed through the room.

For a moment, Jeyce was paralyzed, unsure of what to do next. His heart was racing in his chest, but he knew he couldn’t waste any time. He gently wrapped the baby in the towels, trying to keep her warm and comfortable. As he looked down at the tiny, squirming baby girl in his arms, he felt a surge of responsibility he couldn’t explain.

“Jasmine, it’s okay,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “You did it. The baby’s here.”

But Jasmine wasn’t done. Another contraction tore through her body, and she gasped, her face contorting with pain.

“There’s another one,” she whispered in disbelief. “There’s another baby…”

Jeyce’s eyes widened. Two babies. Twin babies. The reality of the situation began to settle in. He couldn’t just sit there and wait for someone else to come. He had to act. He had no choice.

“Just breathe, Jasmine,” he said, doing his best to keep his voice steady as he watched her push again. The second baby came quickly, sliding into his hands just as easily as the first. He quickly wrapped the second baby in a towel, glancing between the two tiny girls in his arms.

Jasmine collapsed back onto the bed, her body trembling with exhaustion, her chest heaving. The pain had subsided for now, but she was still in shock. Twin girls. Twins. How was this even possible?

The sound of sirens could be heard in the distance, and Jeyce’s breath caught in his throat. They were coming. Help was on the way. But for now, he was the one who had delivered them.

Minutes later, Joshua burst through the door, panic and confusion on his face. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on Jasmine, lying exhausted in bed with the two newborn babies in her arms. Jeyce stood beside the bed, his phone in hand, snapping pictures of the scene.

“What the hell?” Joshua whispered, his voice shaking as he approached the bed. He glanced between Jasmine and Jeyce, the overwhelming realization dawning on him.

“Dad, I… I delivered them,” Jeyce said, his voice soft but filled with pride. “I named them. Jamari and Jamya.”

Joshua’s heart swelled with emotion. “Jeyce…” he said, his voice breaking. “I’m so proud of you. Thank you for looking after Jasmine. And your baby sisters.”

Jonathan entered the room behind Joshua, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of the two tiny girls in Jasmine’s arms. He stepped forward, his face filled with astonishment.

“Twin nieces?” Jonathan asked disbelief in his voice.

Jeyce nodded, his smile growing wider. “Yeah. Twin girls. Jamari and Jamya.”

Jonathan immediately pulled out his phone, eager to share the news. “Everyone needs to know. Our family is going to flip out when they hear this!”

As the family gathered around, Jasmine felt a warmth she hadn’t expected—a feeling of safety and love, even in the chaos. The twins were finally here, and despite the shock and the surprise, everything was going to be alright.

She smiled softly as she looked down at the two tiny faces in her arms. Jamari and Jamya—her daughters, their arrival was unexpected but now the greatest blessing of her life.

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xoxorealitygalore · 10 days ago

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Always A Bad Girl

Jey Uso x Black OC

Once a bad girl, always a bad girl.

Summary: When a group of girls shows up to fight his nieces and their friend, Joshua is stunned to find that his niece’s friend’s mom, Divinity, is the woman he’s been unable to forget after a one-night stand. The chemistry between them is undeniable, and Joshua quickly realizes he wants more with her. But as their connection deepens, he’s about to learn that Divinity’s wild side may be more than he bargained for.

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Joshua had imagined his day at the park would be nothing more than an ordinary, peaceful outing. It was a simple idea: he, his twin brother Jonathan, their cousin Joe, and a handful of other relatives would spend some time outdoors with the kids, bonding over nature, food, and simple pleasures.

It was meant to be a break from the constant grip of screens and digital distractions, a chance for the younger generation to experience the world beyond their phones. He wanted to show them that there was more to life than the constant notifications, the endless scrolling, and the constant pull of the virtual world.

The morning had started as expected. The park was calm, the weather perfect, sunlight spilling through the trees in warm golden rays, the smell of fresh grass and earth filling the air. The kids, a mix of rowdy and restless, had initially complained about how boring being outside was.

But after the first hour, they had started to settle in. Joshua’s nieces Joelle and Jayla began exploring the park, and Jenova, their friend who always had a spark of energy to her, quickly became the leader of the little group. The peace Joshua had been craving was beginning to settle over him.

That peace was short-lived, however.

What began as a few loud words between Joelle, Jayla, Jenova, and a group of girls quickly escalated. Joshua looked up from his seat, sensing the shift in the air. The playful banter had turned into something sharper, more charged. His eyes followed their gaze to a group of girls that had appeared at the edge of the park, their presence slowly becoming more menacing.

At first, it wasn’t clear what was happening, but as the girls exchanged angry words with Joelle, Jayla, and Jenova, it became apparent that things weren’t as innocent as they had seemed.

This wasn’t the first time these girls had clashed with his nieces and their friends. The previous day at school, an argument had erupted—one that was now spilling into the park. When the girls saw Joelle, Jayla, and Jenova, they took it as an open invitation to settle things with fists, rather than words. The tension in the air was thick. A fight was brewing, and all of them could feel it.

“Let me call my momma!” Jenova shouted, her voice tinged with defiance and frustration, as one of the other girls' mothers marched over to her, clearly angry.

Joshua’s stomach sank. He had known Jenova for years—ever since she was just a little girl—but he had never met her parents. He knew her grandmother well, though, and that had always been enough. Her grandmother was strong, a no-nonsense woman, but Jenova’s parents? He had never heard much about them. Now, standing at the edge of the conflict, Joshua was forced to confront the reality of what was happening in front of him. This wasn’t just a kid’s fight. It was a mess of adult emotions too, and that was about to become all too clear.

Before anyone could stop it, the situation spiraled further out of control.

A car engine roared to life in the distance, and Joshua’s gaze snapped toward it. The unmistakable sound of a high-performance engine grew louder, and soon, a white Lamborghini Aventador LP 740 Roadster appeared, its sleek, aggressive design cutting through the park's serene atmosphere. The car’s wing doors opened with a dramatic swoosh, and a woman stepped out—curvy, striking, and undeniably confident.

Joshua’s heart stopped.

There, standing in front of him, was Divinity. She was Jenova’s mother.

And as the shock of recognition hit him, the puzzle pieces of his life suddenly fell into place in the most unsettling way.

He had known Divinity from that one night in Miami—an unexpected encounter that had never left his mind. A one-night stand that had seared itself into his memory. They’d met, they’d been together, and then she had disappeared as quickly as she’d arrived. Joshua had spent months trying to forget about the fiery woman who had ignited something in him that he hadn’t been able to shake.

Now, here she was, standing just a few feet away from him, a confrontation brewing as she locked eyes with the woman who had been yelling at her daughter. Joshua’s body stiffened. He had known nothing about Jenova’s mother, and certainly nothing about the fact that Divinity was the one raising Jenova. But there was no denying it now. Divinity was here, and she was livid.

Jonathan’s wife, along with a few other women, recognized Divinity almost immediately. They knew her well from the reality television shows she had been on, where her infamous temper and ability to fight had made her a fan favorite. They knew better than anyone what was coming next. The air crackled with tension. Something was about to happen that Joshua never could have anticipated in a thousand years.

Jenova dashed toward her mother, her anger fading slightly as she pointed toward the woman who had been in her face. Without a second thought, Divinity strode toward the woman with an icy determination in her step. She spoke, her voice sharp and commanding: “Anybody wanna fight?”

Before anyone could react, Divinity reached the woman and, without warning, grabbed her by the hair. In a single, fluid motion, she pulled the woman toward her and struck her hard. Chaos erupted as the others rushed to separate them, but Divinity wasn’t done. She wasn’t backing down. Again, she lunged toward the woman, this time leaving her with four painful knots on her head. The scene was pure mayhem, a spectacle that drew the attention of everyone nearby.

Joshua’s heart pounded in his chest. He couldn’t just stand there. He had to act. He rushed over and grabbed Divinity, pulling her back.

“Chill, Divinity,” he said, his voice low but urgent, trying to steady the situation before it escalated even further. Her body was tense, her anger barely contained, but his words seemed to have an effect. For a moment, she stopped struggling.

The situation was tense, but through a combination of force and quick thinking, they managed to get everyone out of the park before the police arrived. The children were shaken, and the adults were exhausted from trying to manage the chaos, but somehow, they all made it out without anyone getting arrested. The tension hung in the air like smoke, and Joshua could feel the weight of everything that had just happened.

Jenova, still visibly upset, walked over to her mother. There was a quiet conversation between them, too soft for Joshua to hear. He could see the affection and worry in Divinity’s eyes. Despite everything, she was still a mother, and she cared deeply for her daughter. And that, in a strange way, was the moment that Joshua understood Divinity a little more. Behind the bravado and the tough exterior, there was something softer, something human.

As the group made their way to the parking lot, Trinity leaned over to Joshua, her eyes narrowed in curiosity. “You know that woman, don’t you?” she asked.

Joshua nodded slowly. “Yeah. Divinity... I didn’t know she was Jenova’s mother.”

Trinity raised an eyebrow. “Small world, huh?”

Joshua couldn’t help but laugh softly. “Too small,” he replied, though his mind was still spinning.

Later that night, as Joshua sat at home, the events of the day replayed in his mind. The way Divinity had shown up out of nowhere, the anger in her eyes, the intensity of her presence. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. But now, the idea that she was Jenova’s mother and that she had been living so close to him, in a way was dizzying. There was a connection here that he hadn’t expected.

The next morning, Jonathan showed up at Joshua’s house. He had questions. Lots of them.

“Trin thinks something went down between you and Divinity,” Jonathan said, sitting down heavily on the couch. His eyes were wide with curiosity.

Joshua’s mouth went dry. “She’s right. Divinity... she’s the girl from Miami. From that night.”

Jonathan’s eyes widened further. “No way. You’re telling me that this whole time, you’ve been thinking about her, and now you find out she’s under your nose all along?”

Joshua nodded slowly. “Yup. I didn’t know she was Jenova’s mom, or that she was even connected to Joelle and Jayla. If I had known, I would’ve been all over her.”

Jonathan smirked. “I’m not surprised. You’ve been thinking about her nonstop, haven’t you?”

Joshua didn’t deny it. He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s crazy, right?”

“What’s the plan, man? Are you just gonna keep thinking about her, or are you gonna actually make a move?”

Joshua didn’t know. The truth was, he hadn’t even processed what was happening yet. All he knew was that Divinity was out there, and he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

Meanwhile, across town, Divinity was talking to her older sister, Serenity. The conversation, of course, turned to Joshua.

“You mean to tell me your daughter’s friends with the nieces of the man you’ve been thinking about since Miami? The one who had you begging for his babies when he was deep in your guts?” Serenity teased.

Divinity rolled her eyes. “I regret telling you that, but yes.”

Serenity grinned. “Girl, what are you going to do about it?”

Divinity’s gaze darkened. “I want him. I want him bad.”

Serenity raised an eyebrow. “So, Jenova’s getting a little sister, huh?”

Divinity smirked.

“Maybe two or three, if everything goes my way.”

Serenity chuckled, shaking her head. “Girl, you better make sure he’s top tier, or you’re gonna regret it.”

Divinity smiled, pulling up Joshua’s Instagram profile. “Oh, trust me, he is.”

As she scrolled through his photos, her smile widened. “I love a man who knows he’s fine.”

Serenity laughed. “Just don’t like any old posts now.”

But of course, Divinity did exactly that. She shrieked, flustered. Serenity giggled, and Divinity quickly unliked the post.

“So, what’s the play?” Serenity asked.

Divinity’s eyes gleamed with determination. “I’m going to show up at the next family gathering. Get to know the people my daughter spends so much time with. And show Joshua I want him.”

Serenity raised an eyebrow. “A little late for that, don’t you think?”

Divinity shrugged. “It’s never too late.”

Serenity sighed. “Just don’t let Jenova feel like you’re ignoring her or using her to get close to Joshua. You don’t want her to end up like how we were with Mom.”

Divinity’s expression softened. “I’ll make it up to her. I’ll do better.”

And as the conversation came to an end, Divinity knew she had her plan in motion. It was time to make her move.

The following week seemed to stretch endlessly for Joshua. Every morning he woke up, the events of that day at the park replayed in his mind like a movie he couldn’t stop watching. His thoughts kept drifting back to Divinity. The way she had stepped out of that white Lamborghini—cool, confident, and undeniably magnetic. The sheer intensity of her presence had caught him off guard. He had barely been able to process what was happening before she was in the middle of the chaos, throwing punches and drawing everyone’s attention.

What was even more surreal was realizing who she was the woman he couldn’t forget from that one night in Miami. The one night that had haunted him in the best and worst ways. He hadn’t been able to forget her, no matter how hard he tried, and now, here she was standing in front of him, angry, fierce, and entirely different than the woman he remembered. Yet there was a pull, something deeper that made him rethink everything. Was he just imagining things, or was there some unspoken connection between them that had been lying dormant for all these months?

The following Saturday, Jonathan called.

“You ready for this family gathering today?” Jonathan’s voice crackled through the phone. There was something oddly knowing in his tone as if he already knew the answer.

“Yeah, I’m ready,” Joshua replied, but his words lacked conviction. He wasn’t sure if he was more anxious to see Divinity again, or if he was simply bracing for the awkwardness of what lay ahead.

“Uh-huh,” Jonathan said. “Just don’t make things weird with Trin, okay? She’s been talking about you and Divinity, and I swear, if you start acting strange, I’ll lose it.”

Joshua chuckled softly. “I’ll behave, I promise. But you’re right. This is gonna be... interesting.”

When they arrived at the gathering, the tension in the air was immediate. It wasn’t just about catching up with family or reminiscing over old memories. The kids were running around, their laughter loud and carefree, but the adults had a different energy. The women exchanged knowing looks, and even the men seemed to have a heightened awareness, glancing over at Joshua and Jonathan every few moments.

Then, she appeared.

Divinity walked into the backyard like she owned the place, her curvy frame moving with a confidence that made it hard to look away. She was wearing a fitted black dress that hugged her body in all the right places, her hair styled perfectly, and her makeup flawless. She was the kind of woman that commanded attention without even trying.

Joshua’s heart skipped a beat. He felt the pull again, the way he had felt that night in Miami. Only this time, it was stronger, more undeniable. He tried to calm his nerves, but it was hard when Divinity walked right up to him, her presence almost overwhelming.

“Well, well,” she said, her voice smooth but tinged with something playful. “Small world, huh?”

Joshua’s mouth went dry. “Yeah, too small,” he said, trying to sound casual, but his voice betrayed him.

Divinity smirked. “I didn’t expect this, but here we are.” Her eyes scanned him for a moment as if she was taking him in all over again, the way she had the first time.

The conversation felt strange at first—awkward almost, like two people who had once shared something private, only to have it thrust back into the public eye. They spoke in small bursts, light and easy, but there was an undeniable tension. Neither one of them could pretend they hadn’t been thinking about the other since that night in Miami. But neither was willing to address it, at least not directly.

As the afternoon wore on, the conversation shifted. The sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the group. The food was laid out on the picnic tables, and everyone had gathered around, catching up, and reminiscing about old family stories. It felt almost like any other gathering until Divinity sidled up next to Joshua, leaning in just enough to make his pulse quicken.

“I heard you’ve been thinking about me,” she said, her voice low, barely a whisper between them.

Joshua swallowed hard, his heart hammering in his chest. He hadn’t been expecting her to be so direct. But then again, with Divinity, he should have known better.

“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again,” Joshua admitted, trying to keep his voice steady, though his body betrayed him.

“Well, we always seem to find each other, don’t we?” Divinity’s lips curled into a small smile, her eyes glinting with something he couldn’t quite place. It was playful, but there was an undercurrent to it—something he couldn’t ignore.

Before he could respond, Jonathan appeared beside them, his eyes flicking between the two of them with a raised eyebrow.

“Alright, lovebirds,” Jonathan teased his tone light but knowing. “Don’t make things awkward for the rest of us.”

Divinity chuckled, her laughter smooth and easy. “Relax, Jonathan,” she said, turning to face him. “I’m just getting to know the family better.”

Joshua glanced at Jonathan, who gave him a knowing look before nodding in acknowledgment.

As the day wore on, Joshua and Divinity seemed to drift further into their little world, talking and laughing, exchanging glances that no one else seemed to notice. There was a subtle tension between them, a silent understanding that neither of them had put into words. They didn’t need to. They knew what was happening. It was the kind of connection that didn’t need any explanations.

However, as the evening wore on, Joshua couldn’t shake the feeling that Divinity had an agenda. She was too deliberate in her actions, too confident in the way she carried herself. She wasn’t just here to get to know the people who her daughter was with all the time. She had a purpose, and Joshua wasn’t sure what that purpose was. But he knew one thing for certain: she was determined to get what she wanted.

Later that night, after most of the family had left, including Divinity and Jenova, Joshua and Jonathan lingered outside, sitting by the fire pit with a few of the other relatives. The conversation had turned to old stories, and for a while, everything felt comfortable again. But then Jonathan turned to him, his expression serious.

“So, what’s the deal with you and Divinity?” Jonathan asked bluntly. “Are you gonna make a move or just keep pretending like nothing happened?”

Joshua chuckled nervously. He didn’t want to admit how much he had been thinking about her, but there was no denying it. The connection was undeniable.

“I don’t know, man,” Joshua said, running a hand through his hair. “It’s complicated. It’s not just about what happened in Miami anymore. There’s more to it.”

Jonathan raised an eyebrow. “More to it? You mean you want to pursue her?”

Joshua’s silence answered the question for him. He didn’t know what he was feeling, but something about Divinity had sparked a fire in him that he couldn’t ignore. The woman was a force, and no matter how hard he tried to stay detached, he couldn’t deny that she made him feel things he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Meanwhile, Divinity was at her own house, lounging on the couch and scrolling through her phone. She had been waiting for a sign, a message from Joshua, something to indicate that he was just as interested as she was. She had made her intentions clear, but there was something about him that intrigued her. He wasn’t like the others.

She heard her phone buzz with a notification. When she glanced at it, her lips curved into a smile.

Uceyjucey started following you on Instagram.

Joshua had finally found her. Divinity felt a surge of excitement. It wasn’t just about the following, it was about the message it sent. He had been thinking about her, just as she had been thinking about him. This was the beginning of something, she could feel it.

“About time,” she muttered to herself, opening Joshua’s profile and scrolling through his photos. A smirk tugged at the corners of her lips as she saw the images of him, his confident stance, his strong features, and that undeniable charm.

She hit the follow button. Let the games begin.

When Joshua arrived home, he couldn’t help but grin when he saw Divinity’s name flash on his phone screen. It seemed she was on the same timing as him.

“Let’s do this,” he muttered to himself.

As he scrolled through her photos, he knew things were only going to get more complicated from here. But part of him didn’t mind. The tension between them had been building, and now, it was about to explode into something neither of them could predict.

Next: Chapter Two

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