A Different Kind of Reputation

With thirty minutes and school work separating Talia and Jason apart from each other, they have to figure out ways to be the best they can be for their baby. From being the school bad boy back in high school, to being the football star daddy in college, Jason has to figure out ways to fit back in with the crowd and keep his reputation as a father. From being the school nerd to the scholar mommy, Natalia has to figure out ways to let loose and have fun while keeping her reputation as a mother. Find out what goes on in this crazy life of Jason and Natalia in the second book, A Different Kind of Reputation.


56. chapter Fifty six

Natalia's POV

"Alright, start bringing in some things to your new room. I'll be right there to help you out. Jason will be putting some things in our new room so if you need anything, go to him." Macey nodded and ran up the stairs. Four cars filled with boxes crowded the driveway and the street with all of our things.

"T, where these going?" Addison asked, holding up a box.

"I don't know, what's in it?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

"What's the side of the box say?"

"Pictures," I nodded and pointed to the stairs. Tommy ran across the room to the front door and watched as Sally walked up the few steps and the smile on his face couldn't be mistaken.

"Hi bubby," Sally smiled. He put his hands on her legs and waited for her to pick him up, which she eventually did. "How's everything?" She asked.

"Good. I just can't believe we're moving in a couple weeks. Moving someplace that's not Brooklyn is so new to me. The only real vacation I've been on was when we went to Florida. Other than that, I've never been out of New York."

"Well, then maybe a change of scenery is good. You know, sometimes if you leave a place you've stayed in for your whole life, you can finally live in another."


"I was born and raised in Puerto Rico. My mom and dad were also born and raised there, Jason's grandmother. I lived there until I was about your age when I met Mike. He was on vacation with his friends after they graduated high school. We fell in love and he asked me to move back to New York with him. Of course, I did. I wanted a change of scenery. And after I moved, not even two months, we were engaged with twins on the way and living a happy life. My mom always called me different in Puerto Rico, always had the boys chasing me and I never chased a boy until mike came along. So, with that story, you don't fully live until you get out of a place. For me, it was Puerto Rico, and for you it's New York."

"Was your mom angry that you left?"

"For a little, yes. As you know, Jason's mother and I are half siblings so my father was hers, but she lived here in New York. My parents didn't know I was coming to live with my dad's other daughter, a daughter of an affair. After a while, my mom got over it and loved the fact that I was happy and in love. She didn't talk to me for almost two years, but she ended up moving here after my dad and her got a divorce."

"It must've been nice... having parents who cared so much about you. When I told my mom I was pregnant, I was expecting a dramatic scene like from a movie. But instead I got a smile and a hug and a speech that basically told me I'm a grown up. You flipped out on me more than my parents did,"

"Well, I think just because your parents don't have the best words to say in situations doesn't make them bad parents. I haven't known your mother for that long, but I've known you and I know they did a pretty damn good job raising you."

"They didn't raise me though. Nannies and other people raised me,"

She smiled slightly and took my hand in hers, "whenever I would get into a fight with one of my parents, my mom would sit with me on the couch and tell me, 'honey, you didn't come with instructions. I raise you the way I know, not the way a book says'. Your mom is trying her best with you. And from what you tell me about your childhood, you had it rough. Your parents and the way they are is because of what you've been through. They don't want to keep you locked in a house for a week or... away from people you love because they're afraid something might happen to you."

"I just want you to say thank you. Thank you for taking me in as one of your own and teaching me things my mom never did. You know, it's crazy when I look back to the year Jason and I met. How my personality changed and how my clothes changed. My hair. My attitude. It's crazy how... one guy can change you so much to the point where you don't really recognize yourself in old pictures. When I look at pictures from before Jason and I met, even when we met, I see a girl hiding behind a pair of glasses. I was afraid of opening up and showing who I truly was. But Jason comes around and makes me see this.... this world I've never seen before and changes my entire life and myself. My whole world changed because he stepped into my space."

"What're you still doing up, baby?" Jason asked, putting his arms around my waist as I sat on the bar stool at the new house.

"Thinking," I whispered, careful not to wake up Macey who fell asleep on the couch.

"Thinkin' bout' what?"

"Our wedding song. I know it's not for another couple years, but I'm planning it now and I'm just thinking about it."

"Well, what songs do you have so far?" He asked sitting next to me. I slid the paper over to him and watched as he put his hand on his cheek and read the list I made up. "All good songs."

"I don't know which one to choose from,"

"Listen to all of them and pick the two that relate most to us. That's what Ade did with her and Harrison's wedding song." I nodded and picked the paper up. "But... you need to get some rest. You haven't slept in days," he said taking the paper out of my hands.

"Come on," I groaned. "Tommy's sick and waking up in the middle of the night. I can't sleep knowing he's gonna wake up crying because of his throat."

"I'll stay up tonight with him and you sleep. You have to get sleep before we do anything else with this house, this wedding and our relationship."

"Fine," he kissed my forehead and stood up. He took my hands in his and led me down the hallway to the master bedroom.

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