Zaya & Almond's Jamaican house in the media.

Yall it's gone be a whole lot of Almond P.O.V.s for the ppl who haven't figured it out yet.

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I'm gone need you to say somethin', baby. - Drake

1 WEEK LATER

PROD

"You nervous?" Reshawd asks Ryshawn. We in Chicago right now where the Neurosurgeon, Dr. Parker is about to perform his surgery. Ryshawn slightly smiles at me. "Forget me, apologize to your sexy ass ex wife." he says.

Reshawd starts laughing. I raise my eyebrow. "Mane, forget her right now. This all about you." I say. He shrugs his shoulders. "So? She was there before me." he says.

"Man, nigga, shut up. You ready?" I ask. He nods his head. "I love you, Shawd." he says, winking. Shawd starts laughing. "Nigga so gay. I love yo punk ass too." Shawd says. I chuckle. "Aight." I say, dapping him up. The doctor just walked in, getting ready to push him out in a wheelchair. "Aight. You gone be straight." I say, walking out the room.

I don't think I have ever been this nervous before. "You good?" Shawd asks, sitting next to me in the waiting room. I nod my head. "Daddy, instead of moving away with your grandpa, can I move with ma instead?" he asks. "You just wanna look at her ass and titties, nigga." I say. He laughs. "No, I'm for real. I can help her out. I talked to her on the phone yesterday and she said that it's fine with her and Almond." he says. "Her and Almond? The hell that mean?" I ask. He laughs. "Ask my dead brother or sister you don't care about what it means." he says, then starts glaring at me.

"The fuck did you just say?" I ask. This lil nigga done got bold. "You heard me. You made her lose the baby." he says, shaking his head. "I don't give a fuck what I made her do, you ain't finna talk to me like you crazy." I say. "Why? Cause it's the truth? Man, whatever. Can I go or not? She already said her and Almond cool with it." he says. "Why you keep on saying her and Almond like they together or some shit? The fuck, she ain't dating his faggot ass so don't say that." I say. He chuckles. "Call Almond what you want but real talk, daddy... he gone mess around and marry her and leave you lonely." he says. My blood starts boiling. "They together?" I ask. He chuckles. "I don't know, pray and ask God." he says, snickering. I slap him in the back of the head. I see I gotta take a lil vacation to Jamaica after Ryshawn's surgery.

ALMOND

"How you feel?" I ask Zaya. We never did talk about what I said to her. We just act like it never did happen and honestly, that's irritating. I need her to say something, anything about it but she won't.

She smiles at me, rubbing Keyair's back. "I'm okay. Thank you." she says. "Daddy." Keyair says, reaching for me. Me, Zaya, and Cèlina's eyes widen.

"That's not daddy." Zaya says. "Yes it is." Keyair says. Cèlina unlocks her phone then goes to a picture of her and Prod. "This is daddy." she says. He folds his arms across his chest, glaring at her. "That's Almond." Zaya says, pointing at me. "Al... no." he says, shaking his head. He leans over and reaches for Cèlina. She lays down then lays him across her chest. "Zaya, let me talk to you right quick." I say, reaching for her hand. She grabs mine then follows me out her bedroom.

We walk out and down the stairs. "Jamaica is beautiful. I'm thinking about finding a place and moving here for good instead of just renting this house." she says. I nod my head. "I'm down for whatever." I say. She nods her head. "I want to smoke." she says. "It ain't hard to get weed here." I say. She laughs. "I know but the kids are here. Plus, I refuse to buy that nigga's product. You know majority of the product being sold here is Prod and Roc's. Plus, Tyler was kidnapped by Jamaican drug lords when he was a child and his family's product is literally being sold everywhere here." she explains. "I thought Prod got out the game." I say. She smacks her lips. "Ain't nobody stupid. I found out this nigga got back into the streets. He don't know that I know." she says. I nod my head. I would say I hope he gets locked up for good but it's foul to wish jail on another black man regardless so I won't.

"Zaya, you can't keep avoiding what I said." I say, opening the door to the patio. She follows me out then sits on one of the couches. I sit next to her. "I'm not avoiding it." she says. "Yes you are. You won't even tell me how you feel about it." I say. She looks away at the view. I sigh. "Aight. I get it. You can't be with a man who's been with men. I understand." I say. She laughs. "What? Almond, you know everything about me. Why would I care about that if I've slept with women? You know that, Almond." she says.

I chuckle. "I know but you just let them please you, you didn't do anything else. Me on the other hand, I did the whole thing with men." I say. "So? Your point?" she asks. "You don't find that weird? Zaya, I wish we would've stayed together when we dated back then. You know you literally the only woman I ever loved like that." I say. She smiles. "It was your fault we broke up." she says. I chuckle. "I broke up with you because that guy I was on the low with back then was threatening to tell everyone I liked men and I didn't want you to find out from him." I say, thinking back on how I came out gay to her. It was just like that

"I don't care about your past, Kevin." she says. I chuckle. She only calls me by my real name when she's about to say something deep and serious.

"What is it then?" I ask. She sighs. "I don't want to hurt you or ruin our friendship." she says. I grab her hand. "I understand but Zaya, you know everything about me. We know each other 's deepest secrets. I know how bad you been hurt and that only gives me a reason to treat you right. I'm not Prod, I'm not Tyler, I'm me, okay? You gotta trust me." I say. She starts crying in her hands. I pull her in a hug. "I don't wanna do you wrong and like... I don't want this to be the reason we fall off." she says. I kiss her lips. She stares at me for a second then kisses me back. I wrap my arms around her waist, deepening out kiss. She straddles my lap then throws her head back, moaning as I kiss on her neck.
"Well, well, well..." somebody says.

TBC...

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