PalomaStone: My hero 

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The documentary was a commercial success which is something that I did anticipate but it's breaking records out there, some that I knew nothing of. It was two and a half hours of pure honesty which is something that people are not used to and it shows in the response.

If we lived in a world with no internet then I would have never had my daughters watch the documentary as I was brutally honest about everything. There were clips of me fucking women, engaging in sex parties and engaging in some major drug use which I had captured on my personal camera.

A personal favorite was doing cocaine off a woman's pussy but that's not a part of me that I wanted my daughters to see.

"That was a lot." Angelo breaks the silence as we sit in our office. "Next time censor the part where you're fucking bitches because we didn't need to see that but the family stuff was tough to watch."

"I have never seen you open up that way." Isaiah looks at me with an unreadable expression. "I would love to say that you faked certain emotions or recreated clips but that was you. Hearing you talk about the impact of our parents death really hit home because we all went through it but were unable to come together."

I sigh deeply, "I fucked up."

"You abandoned us." Angelo corrects me with a scoff. "You abandoned me and as much as I hate you... it hurt to see you cry like that. It hurt to see you going to their graves year after year and balling your eyes out. It hurts because you didn't c-call."

Angelo covers his face and I wrap my arms around him like I should have done when we first lost our parents.

"We all had to grow up fast." Isaiah shakes his head. "I went from pursuing my career to becoming a father to my eleven brother and trying to figure out where the hell you went. We've talked this out but it was insightful to see that stage through your eyes."

"The irony is that I never filmed that for the world, I filmed it for you guys." I tell my brothers. "I have so much more that I want to share with you guys because I didn't know how to properly convey how I felt. I didn't want to deal with the emotions of losing somebody because who the fuck wants to say that they lost their parents. Our whole lives changed in a split second, from five to three without a goodbye."

Angelo pulls himself away from me as he wipes his eyes.

"I am willing to move forward from everything that happened." He finally says as a moment of silence. "It's been twenty four years and I can't keep coming to you as the hurt eleven year old boy."

I rub my lips together, "I'm so sorry."

"Thank you."

My brothers and I spend the next hour discussing my documentary which was almost like an open diary. I apologised to them individually in the documentary while explaining my reasons for leaving them in the dust.

I recorded my own version of Dust in the Wind which was played over a montage that I had actually put together and edited. There were no plans to release the cover but upon thousands of requests, I released the full audio version with the performission from Kansas.

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BrianaSnow: The Man.

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Briana surprised me with a two day trip to Miami which is nice since I am usually the one flying people out and surprising them with stuff. I wanted to spend some time with my children but they are trying to process the reality of who their father was and is.

Their mothers have suggested that I give them some to get their heads wrapped around the deaths mentioned, the near suicides and the broken side of their father. I understand that it was a lot to unveil onto people which is why I made a note of it not being something for the fainthearted.

"You look beautiful." I compliment my woman as we share kisses on the jetski. "How did I get so lucky with you?"

"I'm the lucky one." She winks at me while rubbing my chest. "I have a surprise waiting for you."

"What could it be?" I chuckle while looking around as we're one of five people out here in the water. "Is it back in the house?"

Briana shakes her head while pointing to the sky and I look up to see a small plane circling around us.

"I'm going to be fucking pissed if that's the paparazzi." I go to stand up when white smoke starts coming out of the end of the plan. Briana wraps her arms around me as we watch the plan spell out words that I was not expecting to hear again.

"I'm pregnant." Briana smiles as they draw a heart in the sky. My mouth falls open as my eyes flicker to hers and the smile on her face could light up a million stars.

"What?" I quietly ask myself as she places my hands on her flat stomach which feel firmer than usual. "H-how?"

"I'm pregnant, Micah." She throws her arms around me before pulling me in for a passionate kiss. "We're having a baby." 

Having another child is something that I have not put into my mind as I already have two daughters. Things between Briana and I are pretty serious but we have not spoken about having children so I never knew where she stood on that.

We have briefly spoken about marriage as that is something that I see in our future despite my thoughts against it. Briana has truly changed me as a man but I did not see myself becoming a father again especially now that I am forty years of age.

Three children by three different women is scandalous and not something that I can be proud of. My only hope going forward is that Briana is the only woman that I stay with and should more children follow, I hope that it's with her.

"Time to get sniped." I joke and relief washes over her face as I finally begin to react to her words. "Holy shit, I'm going to be a third time dad at the age of forty."

"Are you happy?" 

"I am." I smile while nodding my head. "I finally found the woman that I never knew I needed and I am ready to start my forever life with her. Didn't think about having children again but I've learned not to second guess what life has to offer and I'm blessed to having this child with someone as amazing as you."

Briana starts to cry in my arms and I kiss her head a few times.

I can only imagine the amount of stress that she must be going through as this will be her first child while it's my third. 

"How are you feeling?" I ask while moving a piece of hair out of her face. "Are you ready for the pregnancy journey?"

"I didn't think that it would happen this soon into our relationship but I'm really happy to be going through this with you." She tearfully smiles as I place my hands on her stomach. "I thought you would get mad and throw me off the jetski."

I laugh loudly, "If you had met me five years ago then I probably have."