Slick thinking about discontinuing this book but whatever 🙄😩

"What's happenin'?" - Webbie

KAYDEN

Kai and I have been on the road for about four hours just talking, listening to music, and enjoying the ride. "I've never been to San Francisco. Why are you going there anyways?" I ask. Maybe, I should've asked him what the hell he's going for before I hopped in the truck without a care in the world.

"Just to handle some things. We coming right back late tonight." he answers. "Handle what? And hell naw. I didn't hop in here to ride six something hours just to do the same thing again tonight." I say. I'm not trying to be a bitch but my butt cheeks are already tired from  sitting here and we still have another two hours to go before we get there. I'm not trying to sit for this long ride again in the same day.

"Why are you suddenly asking questions? No, I'm not about to put you in harm's way. Just chill." he says. I lean back in my seat. I keep my ruger in my purse at all times so I can protect myself if I need to. I don't think he's crazy or anything though. "Don't you think you should've asked questions before you got in here?" he adds, chuckling.

"Whatever. Maybe, I should have. I'm just hoping you aren't crazy." I say. He laughs a little. My phone starts ringing. I answer it then put it up to my ear. "What the fuck you calling me for bitch?" I ask Karlie. This broad got some nerve for calling me. "I'm pressing charges on you. I'm pregnant and you cracked my head at the club last night. I'm having your nigga baby, bitch and I don't give a fuck if you don't like that. Be prepared for the restraining order and the arrest. Hopefully you got a lawyer. And get a box of tissues for all that crying. I took your man and now I'm having the baby he always wanted but you wouldn't give him. How you like that? Now I dare you to lay another finger on me. You will rot in a cell, Kayden. Try me." she threatens.

I raise my eyebrow. "You lil dumb ass bitch. You think I give a damn about your pussy ass going to the police? Go right a fucking head. And what, you want a gold medal cause you a fake ass hoe who smashed your so called bestfriend's husband and got knocked up?  Whoopity fucking do. Good job to you, deceitful ass. And hoe you ain't took shit cause he still blowing my damn phone up. But imma give you him. You can have the bitch ass nigga and y'all can go raise y'all bitch ass baby somewhere else and leave me the fuck alone. Karlie, you a gotdamn fool. How you get em is how you lose em. Don't be shocked when the same shit happen to you." I go off on her.

I did absolutely nothing to deserve this. It's sad and I'm heartbroken. I never felt anything so painful before. "Did you just refer to my child as my bitch ass baby?" she yells in my ear. "Yeah, bitch ass hoe. Fuck you, fuck him, and fuck that baby too. Bye dumb bitch." I say, then hang up in her face before I completely lose my temper.

"Why you even answer the phone call? You expecting an apology?" Kai asks. "I don't want an apology. There's nothing they could say to me to make me find it in my heart to forgive them. I guess I just wanted to hear what she had to say about it." I answer. "It's okay to still care. I mean... that was your supposed to be best friend and husband that fucked you over. You didn't have to call the baby a bitch though." Kai says.

I wipe the tears out of my eyes. "I didn't mean it... just something I said out of anger." I admit. I'm not gonna take my problems out on a baby. "Cut yo phone off and vibe with me." he calmly says. I stare at him for a second. "Just turn it off and relax. That way you won't have to see texts from ol boy or none of that. Just relax. You need to." he tells me.

I agree. I turn my phone off then put it in my purse. "What's your history with dude?" he asks. "Met when I was sixteen. He married me when I turned eighteen. Kai, I did nothing to deserve this. I did everything I was supposed to. I was a good ass friend to her and I was an even better wife to him. I don't know why I wasn't good enough. I never cheated, ever. Hell, I haven't even thought about talking to another man since we met. I took our vows seriously so I thought it was the same for Kevin. I mean... the only thing I did was not want to have a baby but that was because I'm in college on a track scholarship and I'm young and not ready." I explain.

"Nothing has ever hurt me so bad. I don't think I can ever trust or love again. I'm so broken inside. I feel so dumb for not putting the pieces together. I just genuinely trusted them so them fucking was something I never would've suspected at first. Kai, she sat in my house telling me she's pregnant by a married man and because I trusted her so much I didn't think she was talking about my man. Oh my God, why would he do me like this? I didn't do anything wrong! I never would've done them like this!" I vent, crying hard in my hands.

"I'm so sorry for the crying. I just can't help it. I'm so hurt." I mumble. Kai pulls over then puts the car in park. "Come here." he softly says. I look at him. He unbuckles his seat belt then lifts his body up. He wraps his tattooed arms around my body, comforting me without saying a word. He's gently rubbing my back, soothing me a little.

"I just don't understand. Just why?" I ask myself, sobbing on his chest. "It's cool to cry cause you hurt. But don't look at yourself as the problem. Fuck that bitch and fuck that nigga too. If they that foul, you don't need em in yo life. You really gaining instead of losing. You'll realize what I'm saying eventually." he says.

"You smell good." I mumble against his chest. He pulls away. "Let's get going." he says, buckling his seat belt back up. No matter how hard I try to fight it, Kevin is all on my mind. Not only did he sleep with her, he did it and felt no remorse if he continued to do it. I see why people say don't discuss your relationship drama with friends because you never know who's fake and wanting what you have. That bitch pretended to be my friend and gave me advice during the times Kevin and I got into it and was really sleeping with his ass the whole time. Ain't that some shit?

KEVIN

"Are you still texting that bitch?" Karlie yells, walking out of the bathroom in my hotel room. After things got heated and Kayden put me out, I decided to get a hotel room. She was living with Dion but he picked me out. I felt bad and let her stay in my hotel room but I have not touched her this whole time. Hell, I hardly even say two words or even look at her. My focus has been on Kayden. She won't answer the phone and when I went to the house, she was not there. I feel sick and lost inside.

"That bitch is my wife so watch it." I demand. "That bitch wasn't your wife all those times you were balls deep in my pussy." she snaps back. "Shut the hell up. I fucked up by even giving you the time of day. You're a downgrade from her because you are messy and fake as ever. Yes, what we did was trifling but if she was supposed to be somebody who mattered to you, why are you bashing her name? Let it go. She did nothing to us to deserve that." I say.

She chuckles. "Kevin, shut the hell up. Do you think before you speak? She is done with you and you stuck with me, dummy! That bitch wouldn't give you
the baby you wanted so now you got that with me!" she yells. I put my face in my hands. "Karlie, if that isn't my baby you won't hear another word from me." I tell her.

She folds her arms across her chest. "It's your baby motherfucker." she says. I'm tempted to hire someone to kill her ass. If she wasn't pregnant I'd do just that. I'm a lawyer. I know how to maneuver through the system for sure. "Well, Karlie, I no longer have the energy for this shit." I say, then walk out of the hotel room.

My mind drifts to Kayden. I wonder where she's at and what she's doing. An even bigger question is who in the world was that guy I saw her at the club with last night? He looks like some sort of trouble maker. I'm not having that. I'm going to try to find out who the hell that was and have a word with him.

I decided to come to her dad Maurico's house. He lives in a very nice neighborhood. I pull into his driveway behind his red sports car then get out. I walk to the front door then ring the doorbell. Hopefully, me coming to him as a man and admitting my wrong doings doesn't back fire and ends with him encouraging Kayden to forgive me. That's wishful thinking.

Her younger brother Jayden opens the door. He's about sixteen years old but acts much older. He's never liked me for some odd reason. "Why you here? Where Kayden at, square ass nigga?" he instantly asks. I'm not surprised by his choice of words. It's been this way from the time Kayden introduced me to him.

"Well, hello to you too Jayden." I sarcastically say. "You look like shit. Nigga, you been crying?" he asks. "Can I come in? I'd like to speak to your father." I say, checking to see if Kayden texted me back. Still nothing. He steps out of the way. I walk in.

"Dad, Kayden bitch ass husband here and wanna talk to you!" Jayden yells throughout the large house. I've never understood Maurico's parenting. Jayden and their younger thirteen year old twin brother and sister say anything with no discipline. He allows the cussing.

Maurico walks down the stairs. Kayden's dad is a fairly large guy. None of it is fat though. He's brown skinned and looks young. His whole body is muscular. He resembles the actor Michael Jai White a lot.

"What you here for? Something wrong with my babygirl?" he asks. If looks could kill, I'd already be in my casket and six feet under. Her dad has a seriousness about him that instantly puts fear in you and makes you feel threatened. It's no secret that her dad has a very violent history. He's known in the streets and very much respected.

"I thought I'd come to you with respect as a man and confess my wrong doings." I say. "Nigga do I look like God to you? Fuck you confessing yo sins to a nigga for?" he immediately asks, making Jayden fall  out laughing. "Why Kayden marry this lame ass dude, pops?" Jayden asks, still lying.

I swallow hard, ignoring the laughter. It feels like the walls are caving in on me. I take a deep breath. "Sir... I had an affair and she left me." I start. He draws back then punches me dead in my mouth, knocking me straight on my ass. "You what? Stand yo ass up and tell me what the fuck you had the balls to do!" Maurico snaps at me.

I weakly stand up, touching the blood from my lip. "This mothafucka got some nerve in this bitch." Maurico says. I swear it feels like he knocked one of my teeth loose. God, no. I hope not.

"Just hear me out, okay? I've been sleeping with Karlie a very long time. She was dating my guy Dion but we continued to have sex. Yes, I know Kayden didn't deserve that. I regret it all now. Karlie is pregnant and claims I'm the father of her child. Dion found out and forced Karlie to tell Kayden. Kayden beat Karlie multiple times and kicked me out of our house. I've been texting and calling her trying to fix things but she's ignoring me. I love her very much, sir. I wanted to tell you before you found out any other way. I'm very sorry for hurting your daughter." I apologize to him.

"Hold up... ain't that fake ass hoe Karlie her so called bestfriend? Nigga you fucked my sister over that bad?" Jayden calmly asks me. Maurico is just standing in silence, staring at me with a very calm facial expression. How calm they are is crazy because Kayden's the same way. Then, they just unexpectedly snap.

"Yes." I answer. Her dad starts laughing. "Answer this question. What the fuck you think was gone happen if you came over and looked me in my face and told me you fucked my daughter over? You know I'll kill you for that shit?" Maurico calmly asks me, pulling a gun out of his pants that I never knew was hidden.

My eyes widen as I back away. "Sir... sir, please. I thought being honest was the right thing to do. I'm sorry I hurt her. I just want her back." I tell him. I didn't think it would result in him wanting to kill me. I thought he'd respect my honesty.

"Ain't no way in the fuck. I ain't believing this shit." he says to himself, laughing. I scream in fear, begging him for my life as he takes the gun off safety. He presses it to my temple. "Please! Please I'll do anything! Don't kill me, please!" I scream at him. "Open yo fucking mouth." he demands, shoving the barrel of the gun to the back of my mouth, making me choke as my tears roll down and onto the gun.

Kayden's mother Kayda walks down the stairs. "Whoa, Maurico what is going on?" she asks, rushing over here. "I understand your dislike for Kevin, but this shit is too far! Let him go!" she yells in his face. "Kayda get the fuck out my damn face. This bitch ass mothafucka cheated and knocked Karlie ass up." he tells her, still holding the gun in my mouth.

Kayda's mouth drops. "Kevin, you did that?" she asks, shocked. Kayden's dad and brother never liked me but her mom thought I was nice. Kayda and Maurico are total opposites. He's a street dude and she was raised well. So, naturally Maurico wanted a guy he felt was tougher and definitely didn't want Kayden with a lawyer and Kayda thought I was the best man for her daughter.

She roughly pulls him away from me. I start coughing, thanking God for her. "Now what the hell is going on?" Kayda yells. "He dogged Kayden out, ma." Jayden says, clearly pissed. "I apologize for my actions. I'm just gonna go." I say.

"Imma kill you. Know that shit." Maurico says, breathing heavily as he glares at me while Kayda takes the gun out of his hand. "I cannot believe you. Get out of our home." Kayda demands. "The only reason I ain't killed you is for my wife sake. Don't sleep on that shit though. Now get the fuck out." Maurico snaps at me.

I walk to the front door then open it. "Weeeell, I don't give a fuck." Jayden yells, then tackles me out of the house, immediately  throwing punches. Oh my God.

KAI

"Kayden, get up." I demand, shaking her. She slept the rest of the ride. We're in San Francisco and I just pulled up to my baby momma's house. "Where are we?" she sleepily asks, putting a piece of gum in her mouth. "My baby momma house." I answer. She looks at me funny. "Um, no. I don't want nobody's baby momma thinking I'm smashing their baby's father." she says.

"Chill. It ain't even like that. My BM claim she gay now anyways." I say. After she realized don't no nigga really want her ain't shit ass she switched to eating pussy and dating studs. I don't give a shit though. As long as she keep her several different bitches she deals with away from my daughter, it's fine by me.

"Are you sure?" Kayden asks. "Yeah. Come on real quick." I say, getting out of my truck. She gets out then follows me to the front door. I pull my key to her house out of my pocket then unlock the door. Kayden follows me in.  "Ameka, where the hell you at?" I yell. She walks down the stairs. "Kai, what the hell are you doing here?" she asks, almost like she panicking.

"Move. Where Kaila at?" I ask, referring to my five year old daughter. I got Ameka pregnant when I was fifteen and she gave birth when I was sixteen. Ameka never mattered to me. She was that girl most of the niggas in the hood could say they smashed. She out the blue got pregnant and swore it was my baby. I denied that shit so much until she gave birth and got the DNA test. She moved to San Francisco when my daughter was one but not even distance can keep me away from my baby girl.

"Kai, what the fuck are you doing here? You can't be just pop up at my place demanding to see Kaila. You need to call before you come!" Ameka goes off. "Ameka, shut the fuck up. I ain't making no mothafuckin' appointment to see my damn daugher. And who the fuck send you rent money every month? Me! So imma pop up at this bitch any time I please." I say.

I ain't trying to have another argument with my baby momma infront of Kayden. "And who the fuck is this you brought to my house, Kai? You not finna have yout hoe around my damn daughter!" Ameka goes off. "Hoe? I'm nobody's hoe." Kayden says, looking at her crazy. "Chill. Ameka I didn't come here to fight. And how the hell she my hoe if she married as fuck? Get the fuck outta here." I say. Something I can't stand about her is her jealous behavior. That shit ain't ever been cute to me. Not even a little bit.

"Well, come back later. I'm doing something." she says, blocking the stairs. I raise my eyebrow then push her out my way. "Kai, stop!" she yells, trying to grab me as I walk up the stairs. I walk down the hall to her bedroom while she chases after me. "Kai do not go in my room!" she yells. I shove her out my way then kick the door in.

"Bitch imma kill you!" I yell at Ameka, wrapping my hands around her neck, squeezing as tight as I can. "Kai! Kai, stop!" Kayden screams, trying to pull me off. I snatch away then rush over to my daughter. This dumb bitch got my baby girl laying on the bed with her long hair flat ironed, a full face of makeup, and no clothes on. She got marks all over her body and a damn hickey on her flat chest. Plus, her legs are wide open and her private area is red like it's sore. It's also a camera set up right infront of the bed. I can tell she gave Kaila some medicine or some shit cause she not even aware of shit. She just in a daze staring at me, laughing.

"Bitch you got a nigga molesting my daughter and got the nerve to record that shit?" I yell at her, snatching the camera. "Oh my God. Kai, calm down. Please, calm down." Kayden begs, standing between me and Ameka. I go to the gallery on the camera. My stomach drops. I feel sick to my stomach. It's all types of naked pictures of Kaila in here, majority of them are pictures with her tiny legs open. It's videos with a nigga dressed in all black with a ski mask on feeling on her or fingering her.

"She five years old you stupid ass bitch and you... bitch!" I yell, swinging at her face hard, instantly knocking her over. I get down then start swinging, beating the fuck out of here. I'm totally blacked out. It ain't shit her or Kayden can say or do. I knee her in her mouth, knocking one of her teeth out. "Mothafuckin' sick ass bitch! Who the fuck is this nigga in them videos, huh?" I yell, lifting her up by her hair.

She doesn't say anything as she cries. I draw back then punch her in her face over and over again. I ain't into beating women but imma fuck this hoe up some more for this shit. And if she wanna call the police, I don't give a fuck. An ass whooping gone be waiting for this bitch when I get out of jail.

"Kai, stop!" Kayden yells, pulling me back. I hit Ameka one more time them slam her into the wall. She dazed and bleeding hard as hell and I could care less. I rush over to Kaila then pick her tiny body up. "Shit." I mumble, fighting back tears. Ain't no telling how long this been going on. She been making child porn of my daughter. The only reason I didn't shoot her in her head by now is because Kayden is here and I don't want her or my daughter to witness me kill this hoe.

I glance at the open window. "Who the hell was in this bitch? I see he snuck out the fuckin' window and jumped or some shit. Ameka, tell me who the fuck it is." I demand, handing Kaila to Kayden to hold her for me real quick. "I don't know, Kai! Some dude who saw me in the store with her a year ago and asked to do business! He pays me a few thousands to touch her or let his guys do it! He's into human trafficking and child porn but I don't know his name. Kai, I'm sorry." she screams.

I'm in so much shock. Let me get the fuck out of here before I shoot this bitch in her face. "Kayden, take my daughter to the truck. I'll be out in a minute." I say, pulling my gun out my pants. "No, Kai. Let's just go." Kayden demands. I shake my head. I wish I would've left her in Los Angeles so I can handle this how I want to without risking her snitching to the police if I kill her or some shit.

"You a piss poor ass, sorry excuse of a mother and imma have yo ass dealt with. Mark my words, Ameka. You stupid ass bitch. You really sell yo five year old daughter for some thousands... pathetic!" I snap on Ameka. "He never raped her! He just touches her, Kai!" she sobs. "Unbelievable." I say, shaking my head. I don't believe that shit at all. I'm taking my daughter to the hopital right now.

"Go to the car." I tell Kayden, handing her my keys. I jog down the stairs and into the basement. I open up my safe then pull out my duffel bag of money I had here. Ameka don't even know it was here. I usually keep some drugs here but I sold that and left the money in here.

Holding the bag, I walk by up the stairs. I look out the window, making sure Kayden is in the car with Kaila. They in there. I pull my lighter out of my pocket, flicking it. I walk into the kitchen then grab her bottle of cooking oil. I'm making a trail of that shit every damn well as I walk out of the house. I pour some more of it around the outside of the house then set it on fire.

I rush to the car as the house engulfs in flames. I'll be damned if I let that hoe live another day on this earth. And if she survive, imma still kill her ass. I get in my truck, avoiding eye contact with Kayden. "I know you probably gone go to the police but I don't give a fuck." I say, pulling off. "Did you... did you really just set her house on fire?" Kayden asks, shocked as hell. "Yep." I answer, driving away. "She deserved that shit." she mumbles, catching me off guard.

My mind so fucked up right now. "She was selling my daughter... fuck." I say to myself, still in disbelief. Kayden reaches over then grabs my left hand while I steer with the right. "It'll be okay. At least you caught her before this whole thing could've gone any further." she says, flashing me a warming smile.

I shake my head. She starts rubbing my hand. "Just relax." she softly says. "Google the nearest children's hospital or hopsital period. I'm getting her looked at." I say. I ain't having this shit no more. I'm getting full custody and if that hoe don't die in the fire, she gone wish she did.

Thinking about updating again... got some ideas.

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