Lol everybody must be forgetting about how Ant choked the shit out of Jessica & shot her when they met or about how he choked her, almost killing her and throwing her into shit after she got pregnant? Lmao his ass aint perfect... he put them paws on her ass too. Ijs.

"If I open up to you please don't judge me. I want somebody anybody just to love me. It's like I'm only happy when I'm not sober. Just living life sometimes I wish that it was over." - Dreezy

JESSICA

I swear I was mad enough to kill Montana but it's not worth it. I know he is a good dude and he loves me but how he did me is so messed up. I never would've thought he'd shit on me like that. I plan on actually sitting down with him and talking about it without all the cussing and fighting later on. I can't help but feel like it's my fault. It seems like it's always my fault when I get done wrong, so I want to know if that's the case. Maybe, it was something I started lacking that he went out looking for in these other women. I feel so bad about myself right now.

I just pulled into Vonte's driveway. Even though he makes it very known he's in love with me, he still respects our friendship and doesn't do too much around me. He doesn't even know I'm visiting him today, it's a surprise. He'll be so happy. I haven't been over here in a while. Plus, he gave me a key a long time ago. I need to talk to him after what just happened, him and my kids are the only people who can cheer me up right now.

I get out, then shake my head at his crazy ass cars, then unlock his front door. As expected, all I smell is weed. I lock the door, then walk to the back. He isn't in his room at all. I hope he's actually home. I should've just called and told him I was stopping by.

I notice the bathroom light on. The door is cracked. Something doesn't feel right at all. I pull my gun out my purse then take it off safety. I hope Vonte is all good. I push the door open with my gun pointed, then freeze up. My eyes widen, then tears slowly roll down my face. I cover my mouth with my hand. I can't believe I'm really seeing this. He notices me, then drops the needle and spoon he had in his hand. "Vonte, how long have you been doing heroin?" I choke out over my tears.

His eyes tear up a little as he stares at me. I quickly snatch the needle and spoon off the floor, thanking God I shocked him before he got a chance to inject that shit in himself. I flush it down the toilet. I had to flush three times to get it to go down. "Answer my question, Javonte! How long?" I yell. I'm not trying to scream at him, but I love Vonte so much and it kills me to know he's basically slowly killing himself shooting that mess in his veins.

"This would've been the first time I did it in a while. I used to snort pure heroin a long time ago. It was the only thing that made me feel good, ya know? The day I met you when you were seventeen changed my life, Jessica... I liked you so much on the low and I didn't want to disappoint you for some reason. So, I went and got help with my addiction and nobody even knew about it." he tells me, wiping tears off his face.

"What changed then, Vonte? After all these years, why did you try to start back using it today?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Nothing. I'm good. My dıck still big and I'm still fine as hell. A nigga still gone free the whales, so shit good." he jokes, smiling small. I stare at him. "Stop pretending." I say. His smile fades, then he breaks down crying like I've never seen anyone cry before.

I sit next to him against the wall as he punches the floor, crying harder. I wrap my arms around him, lightly crying. Vonte and I have a very special bond that most people don't understand and seeing him like this hurts me so bad.

He lays his head on my chest, still crying as I rub his back. "All this shit... man, this don't matter. I pretend like I'm happy every single day. This shit a fucking joke... all of it. I'm not like this, this hyper ass weird person... it's not me, Jessica." he says. "I'm always the life of the party and I'm always smiling trying to cheer everybody else up. I'm falling the fuck apart on the inside." he tells me.

"Why, Vonte?" I ask. I did think the way he did a complete 360 and started acting crazy was strange, but I never said anything about it. He definitely didn't act this way when we met. "I just want attention so bad. I never really got it. Not on mo jealousy shit, but when my dad found out Ant even existed, it's like I was never even born, like he forgot all about me or somethin. Ant got everything. He even giving him his empire, Jessica. He didn't give me a gotdamn thing. Everything I got, I worked for that shit. The most attention I ever get is from you when you call and text to see how I'm doing or whenever you and Ant's kids come see me. You might think I'm weird for this shit, but loneliness is depressing as fuck. When nobody wanna really be around you... the shit ain't as easy to deal with as judgemental mothafuckas think. It's a difference between choosing not to deal with people and people just straight up not wanting to deal with you." he explains.

"I got feelings too. I never act like I'm too hard to cry and all that." he says, wiping his face. "That's why I smoke so much weed and pop so many pills. It make me forget all about the world... I hate when I'm sober. It's like I can't function." he says. "Why the heroin, Vonte?" I ask. "I remember the high I used to get from it. I remember how it took me to a whole different level of high. The weed ain't enough... I need something stronger and heroin used to take me to a whole new level of not giving a fuck. I would get so high. Then I'd be passed out for days and nobody would even check to see if I was dead or some shit. That shows how much they didn't care." he says, shrugging his shoulders.

"Remember that day I got you all dressed up and took you as my date to my dad's event and you didn't know Ant was my brother just like I didn't know he had met you first?" he asks. I nod my head yes. "You saw how me and Ant didn't like each other?" he asks. I nod my head. "Now you know why. Over the years, we got close, but we used to try to kill each other almost everyday. No joke, we would shoot my daddy's house up, dead serious trying to murder each other. His guards had to break us up plenty of times. It would get bad." he says, shaking his head.

"And you remember how he got mad because I showed up with you, but he still acted like he didn't want you?" he asks. I nod my head yes. "Well, when we told you I was moving back to New Orleans, that was a lie. It was an agreement. You'll probably be mad, but I made him pretty much buy you from me. We got into a fight cause you were the girl both of us wanted. I knew you liked me too and all that, I could've easily just kept you. But I made him pay $500,000.00 for you. Eventually, I didn't care no more. That's when me and you had a lil thing going on. All the times I did wrong, it was cause he was paying me to get rid of you so he could have you." he says.

I nod my head. I'm not even mad about it. "Why have you always been so crazy about me?" I ask. "For one, I don't understand why you so insecure. You got that shit niggas like me would kill for. You always looking out for me and you show me so much love. I can't really explain it, you just real special to me." he says.

I nod my head, then lay my head on his shoulder. "Vonte, I think you really should go to counseling and get help with your drug addiction. The fact that you almost did heroin until I caught you scares me, and you need to talk to somebody about that and the depression you feel instead of holding it in, pretending like you happy all the time." I say. He shakes his head no. "I love weed too damn much, I probably will never quit smoking, to be honest. And I don't need them folks treating me like I'm crazy if I go to counseling." he says. I sit up, then wipe his face.

"Let's make a deal. If you go to counseling, I'll go with you and we can go through it together." I say. He smiles a little. "You would do that for real?" he asks. I nod my head, then laugh. "Hell yeah. Lord knows you helped me through a lot of shit when we were younger. I'll do it. I only wanna see you doing good." I say. He nods his head. "Preciate it." he says.

I stand, then extend my hand. He chuckles, then grabs it, standing up. "Come on. First thing first, let's get rid of your stash." I say. He nods his head. He moves a picture off the wall, then pulls two big bags of weed out the wall. He opens up the drawer, then hands me a whole pack of needles and little baggies of pure heroin, and some black heroin. I open the toilet, then flush it all.

"I got some more weed in the closet, come on." he says, leading me out. I follow him into his closet. He hands me a backpack. I unzip it. "Gotdamn, Vonte." I say, laughing. This nigga got huge bags of weed and plenty of blunts packed in here. He smiles a little. "I'm only going through with this cause I love you." he says, handing me bags of pills. "And I want you to be happy with me." he adds.

I flushed all of his stuff. "Go get dressed. I want to take you out to eat, then we can go to Ant's house to see the kids. Oh, and then we can stop by Nathan and Ms. Regina's house. You know, she's Ant's therapist so she probably knows some really good therapists." I say. I'm so happy for Nathan. He settled down with Ant's therapist, and Ant looks at them as his parents, so my children consider them grad parents. It's really cool.

He nods his head. "Aight, give me a second." he says, throwing a condom wrapper in the garbage can. I nod my head, staring at the old picture on the wall of him kissing my belly when Ant was acting dumb and I was pregnant with twins. I smile small, thinking about it.

DARIUS

"Uncle Darius!" Majesty yells. Before I can say anything, Noble pushes me in the pool. I laugh. "I tried to warn you." Majesty says, laughing. Noble jumps in the pool, then wraps his arms around Reign as she floats around in her floating ring. "Come on, Uncle Darius, help teach Reign how to swim." Noble says. "Noooo, I don't want to swim. I like my floaty." she says, splashing water in Noble's face.

I notice Jessie sitting on one of the lawn chairs with an attitude. I get out of Ant's pool, then walk over to him. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Leave me alone, Darius." he says with an attitude. "Why? Spoiled ass, lose the attitude." I say. "I'm mad because Noble said daddy ain't my real daddy and he laughed at me because I never met my mommy because she died." he says.

I shake my head. "Don't listen to him. Your daddy gone handle him, trust me. Come on." I say. He stands. I lead him to the storage near the pool that Ant keeps all of the supplies to clean the pool and the kids' water toys in. They are so fucking spoiled. I've never in my life seen seven, six years olds, and a five year old who owns their on custom painted jet skis. They can barely fit those things.

I grab two super soaker water guns, then two buckets. "You want to shoot him with the water guns or dump water on him?" I ask. He smiles. "Let's dump him." he answers. I smirk, then turn the water hose on. I fill the buckets up. "Stand here. I'm about to tell him to come here, then dump him when I say go, okay?" I ask. He smiles wide, then nods his head.

I walk over to the pool. "Ay, Noble, come here right quick. Yo daddy told me to tell you to come get some toy you left in the storage." I say. He groans, then gets out of the pool. He follows me over there. I look at Jessie. "Go." I say. Noble starts laughing, trying his hardest to run as we chase him with the buckets. I snatch him, then pin him to the edge of the pool. "Now!" I demand. Jessie starts laughing, then dumps the bucket on Noble's head. Noble starts screaming and laughing, trying to get away as I dump the other bucket on him. I pick him up. "Talk some more shit." I threaten, laughing. I throw him into the twelve feet.

He laughs then swims off to the three feet. I slap hands with Jessie. "Go have fun." I say, then push him into the water. I watch as he swims underwater to the other side of the pool.

"Darius!" I hear Polly call. I face palm myself. I can't stand her. I walk over to where she is. "What?" I ask, wiping water off of my forehead. She bites her bottom lip, then looks down. My eyes trail to what she's looking at. This nasty hoe is playing with herself in my face. "Ant won't mind, come and let me give you your birthday gift." she says. Polly is fine as hell in my opinion, but sleeping with a nasty ass pornstar is something I'll never do. I lost a lot of respect for Ant the second I saw him kiss her. "Ant is only with you because he's desperate and doesn't want to be alone." I say.

"He loves me. Anyway, I want you, so come on." she demands. "Get out of my face, Polly. Why your titties so far apart?" I ask her, looking at her chest. She rolls her eyes at me.

I check the time on my waterproof watch. "Goodbye. I really have to go back to the hospital to check on my friend, Liah right now." I say, then walk away from her. I talked to Liah the entire night I stayed and I really like how she can relate to me and the things I'm interested in. I promised I'd come see her around this time. I might stay the night in her hospital room too. I haven't talked to Yanda. I've been ignoring her calls all day.

I go get the kids out the pool, then walk back into the house. Ant walks downstairs eating chocolate pudding. "Daddy, are you still doing my hair?" Reign asks him as she dries off. I chuckle. Jessica taught him how to braid, and ever since, he does Reign's hair. I really think he secretly enjoys doing hair. He nods his head. "Go take a bath, I'll wash it in a minute." he answers.

"Where you getting ready to go? You going back home?" he asks. "Naw. Going to the hospital to visit Liah. You got a get well card you haven't used?" I ask. He shakes his head no, then smirks. "What?" I ask. "Let me find out, D." he says. "Find out what?" I ask. He chuckles. "Nothing. Just know that I know." he says. "Know what?" I ask. "Honestly, that Yanda bitch made you look dumb. But you and the other one you finna go see just... mane, let me find out." he says, laughing.

I put my middle finger dead in his face. He laughs. "I need a favor though." he says. "What?" I ask. "I told Jessica I'd watch the kids and all but tonight I need to catch a flight to New Orleans so I need you to stay here and watch them until tomorrow morning." he says. "Why you going to New Orleans?" I ask. "My father wanted to talk to me about something drug related most likely. He said Vonte didn't answer his phone, so I gotta try to get in touch with him and tell him he wanted to see him too." he answers. "I had plans to stay with Liah, but whatever." I say. He nods his head. "I owe you. I won't leave until ten." he says. I nod my head.

I actually had plans but whatever it is has to be important if his dad is all the way in New Orleans wanting him and Vonte to fly there immediately.

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I TRIED 2 MAKE IT LONG OR W/E. HAPPY 4TH OF JULY