Keke in the media.

We know that we ain’t supposed to be doin this. We know the consequence. But we’re past the limit. And there ain’t no turnin back now." - R. Kelly

ANT

"Get up!" Jessica screams, slapping me. I open my eyes then stare at her as she looks at me, pissed off. "Where am I?" I ask, sitting up.  "On the Maury show, nigga, you are the father." she sarcastically answers, pointing at the lil nigga KeKe.

I passed out. "I thought it was a dream. This cannot be happening to me." I say. I ain't a coward, I'd never leave my kids, but it's no way in hell I'm twenty seven with a fourteen year old. This cannot be real right now. I stare at him  for a second. My stomach starts turning. He seemed so familiar. He had the mean mug on his face that Noble always has. The exact same look.

I sigh. "What?" I ask Kena as she scratches her arms. She smiles wide. This hoe mouth so raggedy and yellow.

"He yours. Look at him, he look just like you. He got those tight eyes, that curly fro, he got those pink lips, and the same bad attitude you got. He ya son, he is your twin." Kena says. I glance over at KeKe then face palm myself. It's almost like I'm looking in a mirror. The kid looks just like me, just a little darker. He even got thick female eyebrows like me. It's no denying his ass and that's what makes me mad.

I start thinking back to my first threesome when I was thirteen. I lost my virginity when I was eleven. I would fuck any female who was willing to give it up. I was a kid who just lost his virginity so I was wild. I didn't think I was able to make babies because I wasn't grown. Nobody was there to teach me about how when a male can bust a nut, he can get somebody pregnant. I really didn't think it was possible for me to get someone pregnant at the time. And when  I turned thirteen, I snuck out the children's home with one of my friends and went to a house party in Baton Rouge. That's where I met Kena and her friend. I ended up having my first threesome and I didn't wear a condom when I nutted in Kena. I barely touched the other girl cause she was too skinny. I never thought I got her pregnant because being able to make babies was the furthest thing from what was on my mind.

"Dang... this too much." I say, fanning my face. I'm suddenly hot. "You fanning yo face like a hoe." KeKe says. "First things first, he ain't mine." I blurt out. Sure, he might be mine, but I ain't going down without a fight. I want a DNA test and even though he looks exactly  like me and it's  a strong possibility of him being mine, I still pray  he some nigga's who happens to look like me or something.

"Why? He look just like you." Kena says, scratching butter off her teeth with her nails, making me start gagging. That shit nasty as hell. "Mane, chill on all that nasty shit. Prune titties havin ass." KeKe says to his momma looking disgusted.

"Why am I just now finding out fourteen years later?" I ask. "The nigga gone be grown in four more years, Kena!" I snap on her. The worse thing a woman can do is hide a damn baby from a nigga who would be a man about it and take care of his responsibilities.

"Nigga, I was thirteen! My momma found out I got knocked up so young and was ashamed! So, soon as I gave birth, she gave me bus money and sent me and my newborn on our way. That's how I ended up here in Miami. And you know what else? I was thirteen selling myself so my son could be aight! We lived on the streets until I was eighteen." she says.

I shake my head. "So, now what? If he is mine, what reason do I have to be in his life? He almost grown." I say. She shrugs her shoulders. "Ion know, figure it out. I don't want the lil bastard no more. He ruined my life. Take him. Don't bring him back neither." she says, rubbing cocaine off her nose.

He shakes his head, then walks out the driveway. I watch as he walks up the street with his head hanging down. I hand Jessica my car keys as she shakes her head. "Drive to the end of the street. Imma take a walk with him." I say. She rolls her eyes, then gets in my car.

I jog up the street to catch up to him. "KeKe." I say. "What?" he dryly asks. "If you are my son, I ain't gone turn on you. I ain't gone ever do you how she do you." I say. He shakes his head. "I'm your son. We look exactly alike. No denying it." he bluntly says.

"Look... I still want a DNA test but if you want, you can come stay with me." I offer. "What the hell? You offering yo house to me and I'm a stranger? What if I wanted to kill everybody in that bitch?" he asks. I chuckle. "You could try, but the people in my house ain't goin'." I warn him.

He shrugs his shoulders. "My kids there, my baby momma, my fiancé, my pops, my therapist, and my lil brother Darius." I say. "Wait... you got yo baby momma and fiancé in the same house?" he asks, shocked. "Yeah, they despise each other though. My fiancé is Polly Sanchez so my baby momma hate her." I say. "Ew, nigga, you wifed a well known pornstar? That's nasty! But let me fuck her, pretty please, I'll buy you a bag of skittles. Matter fact, I'll get the big bag and them bitches ain't cheap." he says, smirking.

I shake my head. "Shut the fuck up lil
nigga. And stop cussing." I say. "You can't come in my life tryin to tell me what to do." he says. "Yes the hell I can. You gone learn real quick fuckin with me." I say. "Mane, aight. But how many kids you got?"  he asks. "I got twin boys, Noble and Majesty. They six. I got a lil girl, she my everything. She five and her name Reign. And I got another son by a different woman but she dead. His name Jessie and he seven. I thought he was my oldest but clearly, I was wrong. And I got you if you mine." I say.

"Pull out game too damn weak. See, that's why you should let me fuck Polly. Naw, scratch that, let me hit that Jessica lady. She yo baby momma? She finna be my baby momma now, shiiiiiiiit, fuck a nigga mean? I'll juice her ass. On everything I'll handle her lil fine ass." he says, jumping around biting his lips like he getting horny thinking about it.

I yank him by his shirt then punch him in his jaw. "Rule one, you ain't finna disrespect her like that, period." I say. He spits blood out his mouth. "How come you not defending yo fiancé then?" he asks. "Because... nigga, just get in the car." I demand, walking towards my car Jessica parked at the end of the street where I told her to.  "You talk too damn much." I add.

He jumps infront of me then opens the door. Jessica gets out then thanks him for opening her door. "You welcome Ms. Jessica. Anybody ever tell you that you sexy as hell?" he asks. I shake my head, trying to control myself and not snap his neck. "I don't play with kids. Get in the car." she says, smiling, then walks over to the passenger seat.

"Let me drive." he says. "You fourteen for one, hell naw." I say, getting in the front seat. He smacks his lips then gets in the back. I can feel Jessica glaring at the side of my face. I won't dare look at her.

We just got back to the mansion after stopping to get him some chinese food. This nigga right here about to drive me crazy. He flirted with Jessica and complained about how hungry he was the entire ride here.

"Damn, you rich or somethin? How you get this big ass house? I only see shit like this in music  videos. What you do, you a lawyer?" he asks as I walk him to the room near mine I want him to sleep in. "Lawyers don't got this kind of paper. Quit asking questions." I say, opening the bedroom door.

"Daaaaaamn! This room big as hell!" he yells, staring at what's now his room. "You really never seen nothing this nice?" I ask. It's really nothing compared to my house in California.

"Sure. Imma bring you somethin to sleep in, some deodorant cause you stink, and show you how to work the shower in a minute. What's your full name?" I ask. "Kentasia Jalia Mitchell. Ion know how my momma came  up with that gay ass name. I don't even know why I got the last name Mitchell." he answers. "She named you that cause my name Antasia Janelle Mitchell. It's weird, but yeah." I say. He shrugs his shoulders. "I'll be back with all yo stuff." I say.

"You for real I can stay here? When imma get to meet everybody?" he asks. "Yeah, I'm for real. Don't pull no BS though, trust me, I'll know. But you'll meet em in the morning most likely, all of them went out with my pops Nathan. I don't know when they'll be back." I answer. He nods his head. I turn around then walk out. I can't believe this is happening to me right now.

-

I got KeKe settled in a couple of hours ago. That nigga is knocked out sleep like he hasn't slept in forever.

It's close to four in the morning. Polly is sleep next to me in the bed. Everybody else is sleep too. I'm bored. I got a million things on my mind. Deep down, I know KeKe is my son but I still want that test. It's so crazy. Why would she wait all these years to finally let me know I have a son? I don't even know how everybody else will take it, especially my kids. The only person who knows about this is Jessica. I don't know how to tell the rest of them.

Polly farts, then goes back to snoring. I scrunch my nose up. She constantly snoring and farting like she a nigga sleeping next to  me. "Aw, hell naw." I mumble, throwing the cover off me. She got my room smelling like a frog ass or some shit.

I get up, then tip toe out of the room. I walk down the spiral stairs to the bedroom beside the game room where Jessica decided to sleep tonight. I open the door up. I'm surprised she still up. She sitting against the headboard looking at something on her phone. "What? And nigga, go put some clothes on. Nobody wanna see your dick swinging through your drawls." she says. "Shut up. What you doing?" I ask, sitting next to her.

I grab her leg, then lay it across my lap so I can massage her ankles like I used to. She stares at me for a second. "Um... I was doing a background check on your lil hoe Rita. Something ain't right and I can't have you getting caught slippin'." she says, still scrolling through her phone. "Damn, why you looking out for me like that?" I ask. She ignores my question, smirking.

I pull her in my arms. "How you just gone ignore me?" I ask, squeezing her tight. She laughs. "Ant, get off me. Go put some clothes on." she demands, laughing. "Nope. You put some clothes on. All you got on is a big tee shirt." I say. "Because I was minding my business." she says.

"Why you out of bed anyway?" she adds. "I was bored." I answer, shrugging my shoulders. "So, I'm your back up plan since you were bored?" she asks in a fake funky attitude. "Shut up." I say, them thump her neck.

She slaps my hands. "Let's go to the pool." I suggest. "Now? It's like, four AM." she says. "Yeah. Why not?" I ask, getting out the bed. She shrugs her shoulders. "Let me brush my teeth first." she says. I follow her into the bathroom and watch as she brushes her teeth.

She finishes, then follows me out the room. "Stay quiet until we get out there. I ain't trying to wake nobody up." I whisper to her. She nods her head, then follows me out the glass doors that lead to the pool area.

We sit down on the teal and black colored outdoor couch that's near the pool. "So... I really think KeKe is yours. He looks like you and he makes that weird, mean face Noble makes. It's the exact same face." she says. "Yeah, I know. I never would've thought I would have a child that old." I admit. She shakes her head. "It's okay. Shit happens." she says.

I nod my head. "Ion know how Polly gone take it." I say. "Who cares?" she dryly asks, making me laugh. "Ay, come here right quick. I need to show you something." I say, standing. I lead her over to the edge of the pool. I smirk at her hard nıpples underneath her big tee shirt. "Nigga, quit being perverted. What you want to show me?" she asks. "This." I say, then push her into the water.

I fall out laughing as she stands up glaring at me. She snatches me in by my boxers, making me go underwater along with my boxers. She starts dying laughing. "Ant, go get your drawls! They floating!" she exclaims, dying laughing while pointing at my Tommy Hilfiger  boxers as they float to the deep end. I already wasn't wearing a shirt, so I'm butt naked in this pool.

I throw my middle finger up. I go under the water, then pull her shirt over her head as I come up. "Oh shit! Ant, what the hell?" she exclaims, trying to cover her naked body. I smirk. "We even now. You might as well uncover your body, I saw it plenty of times." I say. She moves her arms. I bite my lip, trying to control my hormones. Jessica always had a nice body, but over the years, it changed. Her body is sexy as fuck. I'm trying hard, but I can't keep my eyes off her.

"When you get that?" I ask, touching the tattoo of a colorful crown with Reign's name underneath it on her lower stomach. "The year after she was born." I answer.

She starts tracing the tattoo of her face on my chest. "I'm surprised you didn't get a cover up or remove it." she says. I shrug my shoulders. "I used to regret it after you broke my heart and all. I kept it cause you still a part of me. You probably gone think I'm lying cause of what I do, but you then only woman I have ever been deeply in love with. Real shit." I admit. She shrugs her shoulders.

"I thought you were in love with Polly? What happened to that?" she asks. "I never said I was in love or even loved her. I said I care about her." I answer, pulling her in a close hug. My dıck is poking her thigh, but I guess she don't care because she hugging me back like the moment means something to her.

I pull away a little, then kiss her lips. She hesitated for a second, but eventually gave in.  I hold her tighter, letting my hands explore every part of her body while we passionately kiss in the middle of the pool.

"I'm sorry for all the shit... like with your brother and sorry for hurting you. I didn't choose Montana over you to be spiteful back then, I really thought he'd be the one. I ain't looking for love or nothing from you, I just wanted to say that." she says, staring in my eyes while I continue to hold her. I nod my head. It don't even matter no more. I go back to kissing her.

I pick her up, then sit her on the edge of the pool. I spread her legs, then stand between em, still in the water. She wet as fuck, ain't I ain't talking pool water.

"Wait... I thought we were staying celibate." she moans as I massage her clıt. "We are, but my tongue ain't." I say, then go down on her.

I never even came close to eating Polly out or any other woman. I never even had a desire to. I haven't done this shit since me and Jessica were younger. I still like doing it with her though. It was no point in stopping if we already went far enough with the kissing. But I'm not gone fųck her, I'm trying to keep my promise to not have sex again until I'm married.

I just finished up. I went at it for a good forty five minutes. She sits up, breathing heavily, then gets back in the pool where I'm standing. "I'm going back to bed, aight?" I ask. She nods her head, then pecks my lips. I gently grab her chin and turn her head to face mine, then kiss her deeper. She pulls away, blushing. I hug her tight. "Aight, imma see you when everybody wake up and all." she says. I kiss her lips again. "Yeah. I love you, mane. Real shit." I say. "Love you too." she says.

I watch as she climbs out the pool and wraps her towel around her naked body. I get up, then shake my head. Jessica looks between my legs and starts laughing. My shit pointing directly at her. I'll go get the lotion or wake Polly up and make her suck me off or something.

I wrap the towel around me, then follow her into the house. I lock the door, then tip toe to Darius' room. He knocked out, hanging off the bed. I shake my head then quietly open his drawer. I grab a pair of Jordan gym shorts, then put them on.  I walk into his bathroom then throw my wet towel in the tub. I can't take no chances on Polly finding out. If I come in the room wet, it'll be hella obvious I was somewhere other than in the house.

I look at my neck. "Shit." I mumble. Jessica gave me four hickeys and they are red as hell, completely visible. I shake my head. I'll just make something up.

I walk out of his room, then up the stairs to my bedroom. I open the door. "Hey, baby." Polly says, smiling. "What you doing woke?" I ask, trying to hide my neck. "I had a bad dream. Where you been? You must've been in Reign's room singing to her?" she asks. "Yeah. Then I went to get something out of Darius' room." I lie. She nods her head. "I wanna fuck." she whines. "I'm not in the mood, I'm tired." I lie. I'm damn sure in the mood. My shit won't go down at all. I just don't wanna break my promise.

"At least let me taste him." she says, pointing between my legs. I pull the gym shorts down, then walk over to her. She gets down on her knees and starts doing her thing. My mind immediately drifts off to Jessica. All I can think about is Jessica's lips being wrapped around my dıck right now and that's sad cause I'm engaged. I bite my bottom lip, trying hard to not say Jessica's name.

Polly takes me out of her mouth. "You wanna see my new film?" she asks. "Yeah, why not?" I ask, shrugging my shoulders as I pull the gym shorts back up.  She goes and grabs her phone. "It was interesting. You won't believe it." she says. She hands me my phone. My mouth drops, watching me eat Jessica out while I was standing in the pool and she was laid back on the edge of it.  Her legs were wrapped around my neck while I was going in.  She scrolls to the right on her phone, then starts playing the video of me and her passionately kissing, butt naked in the pool. "Yall were loud. So, I looked out the window and saw this shit." Polly says, chuckling.

I forgot you can see the pool from my bedroom. "You never ate me before... you never look at me or even take yo fucking time kissing or pleasing me like you did with that bitch! She a home wrecker! Why she still around?" Polly yells in my face. I sigh.

"Look, I care about you so imma be real with you. I love her... not on no dating, in love shit no more, but I still love her. We been through a lot... a whole lot you can't imagine and I can't lie, she was my first love. I really didn't wanna hurt your feelings, Polly, for real. I just always get caught up with her. I can't describe it." I explain. She shakes her head, then kisses me. "I ain't mad at you, bae. I understand how that whole first love shit goes. But if I find out again, you won't like what I do to you or her. We clear?" she asks. I shrug my shoulders. "Yeah, sure." I say, not really caring about what she just said.

"Now go back to sleep." she demands. "I gotta take a shower." I say. I really gotta go handle what Jessica made happen. Not even Polly could satisfy me this time and that's bad. "Hurry." she says, walking back to the bed.

I grab some boxers out the drawer and my phone off the dresser, then walk into the bathroom. I close and lock the door, then turn the jacuzzi tub water on, light the candles on the counter, grab a rolled blunt out the drawer, then get my bottle of lotion from under the sink.  The mood gotta be right for this shit.

I unlock my phone, then go to Jessica's name. I know I apologized to Polly, but Jessica is tempting as fuck. I send her a text.

Me: I love you. Polly found out but ion gaf. Rest up, beautiful.

I bite my bottom lip, then send two kissing face emojis, the pink double heart emoji, and the 100 emoji next. I lock my phone, then sit it on the sink. I don't even really feel guilty like I probably should since I'm engaged.

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I TRIED 2 MAKE THE FINAL UPDATE 4 A WHILE A LIL LONGER OR W/E. My break will be a week long btw and maybe a few more days, ion know. I might update at some point in between, who knows?