I could've sworn I put Montana in the media last book but since ppl keep asking, Montana in the media.

"Life’s a game but it's not fair." - Rihanna

JESSICA

I'm in the hotel bed with my legs wrapped around Montana's waist while he lays on top of me. We fell asleep just like this at almost three in the morning. We tried a lot of different stuff last night, it was pretty fun. I missed sex so much.

"Quit squeezing my ass." he groans in an irritated tone. I giggle then squeeze his  booty again just to annoy him. He bites my nipple, damn near  making me cry. "Stop, that hurt." I say. He kisses my neck, then goes back to cuddling on top of me.

"What the hell? You hear the kids rapping?" he mumbles. I listen closely. The kids are definitely rapping. I start playing close attention to see what they say when they think I'm asleep.

"Real savage shit, my daddy is a savage, bitch. Yo hoe on this almighty dick, my middle name Almighty, bitch. I got the glock, I swear I'll up it. Pull it out my momma purse, now that nigga runnin'!" Noble raps. "With his bitch ass, I'll smoke him like I'm smokin' gas. Told her bend over, let me see that ass. I'll put my testicles in her mouth, they her vegetables, that hoe healthy now. Fuck her good, make her cum, she can't take it, she running now." Majesty adds, laughing.

"You stole that last testicles and running part from daddy when we freestyled with him. I still liked it though even though I don't know what cum and stuff means." Noble says, laughing. My blood starts boiling. They got that bullshit from their daddy. Ant has no chill with them and wonder why they so wild now.

"Oooooh! Big brother got bars. It's my turn or Majesty turn?" I hear my baby girl ask. "Oh God, they got her in this mess." I mumble.  Montana starts laughing. "Let em have fun. Imma talk to him and Majesty  later on though." Montana says. "What? He's seven talking like that. I'm gonna beat his ass." I assure him.

"Go Reign." I hear Majesty whisper yell. "My name is Reign. I'm six years old. But  don't let that fool you, I still got hoes. I hate Polly. She a dog  ass bitch. She came from Petco like a gold fish. She such an animal. Eats lots of dick meat like a cannibal. With her fat ass, look like a piece of shit from the past." she  raps. "That's all I got." she adds, giggling. "Don't tell mommy  I said that." she adds to that.

"I still got the best freestyle of all time, nigga." I hear Noble say, laughing. "I told you I can't rap, leave me alone." Reign says, laughing hard. "It was okay. It's my turn. Give me a beat Almighty." Majesty says to Noble. "I can't believe yall actually call Noble by his middle name sometimes." Montana mumbles.

I sigh. "Montana, I feel like I failed as a parent. My kids are that young and know about stuff like that. Those are not ordinary little kid raps. They sound like adults. Ugh, it's all my fault they act like fucking savages. Damn, Montana, I'm a terrible mother." I say, crying hard as hell because I feel so bad.

He sits up,  making me look in his eyes. "Stop crying. You a good momma. Everybody can see that. You try the best you can. I know that for sure, we lived together for six and a half years, I know. You good with the kids. But you gotta understand something. When they ain't with you, they with Ant and his family. Realistically, his side of the family wild. Ant says and does anything that he wanna do no matter who's around so they gone look at that and think it's cool. And I noticed something about them. They act like thugs with Ant, but with you they the total opposite. What I'm trying to say is they copy what  they see. They see they daddy and whoever else doing and saying it and think it's okay." he explains.

"But it is my  fault too, Montana. I've argued and fought in front of my kids. I've cursed people out and everything else. I even listen to trap music around them. It's my fault." I say, crying. I don't know if I'm over thinking it but I feel so bad. "Naw. That's different than what Ant does. Just don't worry bout it, the kids gone turn out good, watch." he tries to assure me. I nod my head, trying hard to not worry as much.

I get  out the  bed then grab a pair of sweatpants and a shirt out my duffel bag. I put it on then get back in the bed. "Noble, Majesty, and Reign come here!" I yell. They get quiet, then start promising not to snitch on each other.

The door opens. "Hey. This is such a nice hotel and presidential suite, mommy. You so pretty. Can I get the new  Barbie that comes with the real diamond necklace, pretty please? I want to add it to my doll collection." Reign says, trying to act innocent. "You want a new doll  or a new nigga to add to your hoe collection, Ms. I Got Hoes?" I ask, folding my arms across my chest. Her whole face turns  red.

"Huh?" she asks. The boys start giving her the shut up look. "Yall ain't safe neither so don't even try to get her to not snitch on yall. Yall done lost yall lil minds. Yall are some gotdamn kids and think yall grown. Go  get my belt off the sink, Imma show yall asses who's the adult and who's the kids around here." I say, getting pissed off.

They start staring at me in shock. Reign is crying and the boys are looking scared for their lives. "What the hell yall waiting on?  Go get my belt!" I yell, shocking them and making them rush to get it. "Yeah, I bet  yall heard me that time, hell!" I add.

Montana shakes his head. "You need to chill." he says. "What? Shut up, Montana. You don't have no fucking say so. You and Ant can condone their behavior all you want, but I'm not. They were wrong and they know that. It's called discipline." I snap at him. He looks at me crazy.

"Where all that come from? All I said was you need to chill. Instead of whooping on them every time they do something, how about you sit down and talk to them about what they doing wrong. Whooping ain't gone change shit if they ain't being properly taught. That's all I'm saying." he says.

My eyes tear up all over again. I draw back then slap the shit out of him. "I already feel bad about myself as a mother, you don't have to sit here and make me feel worse treating me like everybody else do!" I yell. He blows. "We can talk. You don't gotta be slapping me. And I didn't say it to offend you, I feel like you a great mother. I'd love to have kids by you Jessica, I put it on the Bible I ain't lying." he says.

"But all I was trying to say is you should sit em down and talk about it. See, watch this. Noble, Majesty, Reign, come here right quick!" he calls. The kids come out the bathroom. Noble has my belt in his right hand.

"Sit down." Montana demands. They sit on the bed. "Look... what made yall think saying the stuff yall said was okay?" Montana calmly asks them. "Daddy, duh. Daddy said it's nothing wrong with free styling and he let us say bad words but only when we freestyle with him." Noble answers. "Don't you know the stuff yall said wasn't good though?" Montana asks. All of them slowly nod their heads yes. "So, why yall do it then?" he asks. "Daddy said we could." Reign mumbles. "And he told us not to tell mommy." Majesty adds. "Yes. Our freestyle battles are our little secret. Well, now yall know but still." Noble says.

"I know that's your father, but that doesn't make everything he say and do right. If he jump off a cliff and drown, are yall gonna do it to since he did it?" Montana asks. Reign  and Majesty shake their heads no. "Weeeeeell, honestly, I probably would cause I heard little kids like me always die and go straight back to Heaven and I wanna see Jesus and be his friend. Oh, and I'm gone ride for my nigga Ant even though I don't like him most of the times." Noble answers, snickering.

I get up and pace the floor to keep from snatching him up and tearing his ass into pieces. Montana chuckles. "So, Majesty and Reign, yall realize what yall did was wrong?" he asks. Those two nod their heads yes. "Well, go apologize to your momma. Noble, you think what you did was wrong?" he asks as Reign and Majesty hug and apologize to me.

"Um... well, I only feel bad cause mommy's mad at me but other than that, nope." he answers. Montana nods his head, then hands me my belt. "Go ahead." he says. Noble's eyes widen, then he takes off running into the living room of the suite. "Oh hell naw." I mumble, running after him. His ass is mine.

ANT

I'm finally out the hospital. They released my this morning. I got physical therapy in two days. I'm flying back to California tonight. I gotta get back to Jessie, KeKe, and make some more money.  I'm trying to get in touch with Jessica so I can tell the kids bye before I go. I just hope they don't do a lot of crying cause I'll feel bad.

"Dang, so, can you walk? Are you paralyzed?  I love dick too much, how the hell can we fuck if you paralyzed?" Polly whines, rubbing my dick while I lay in my hotel bed.

I narrow my eyes at her. "No, I ain't. I don't have much feeling on the left side of my hip but I don't care cause I can still move and shit almost like I used to. And my back just hurts, the doctor said it might hurt every once in a while for the rest of my life but I can walk so I don't care, like I said." I say, annoyed.

She sighs in relief. "Good. Thought I would have to replace you." she jokes. "I don't give a fuck if you do or don't replace me, I'd rather die lonely than deal with your stupid hoe ass anyway." I say.

I stare at her to see how she'll react. I only said that for a reason. Majority of the times I have a big ass motive behind the things I say and do. Sometimes good and sometimes bad, but still a motive.

She looks unbothered. She suddenly frowns. "Shut up!" she snaps in the most dramatic tone I've ever heard. I pull my boxers down. "Suck it." I demand. She grins then gets on her knees. I'm a fuckin' king, she need to do what I tell her to anyway.

My phone starts ringing. I grab it off the pillow next to me then push Polly's head down further. "Wassup? I know you saw me call you, Jessica." I say. "Ant, fuck you. I'm sick of you. Before you walked out of their lives, you let them see, say, and do shit they had no business doing then make them promise not to tell me.  And now that you back in their lives, you doing that shit again. They told me about how you let Majesty taste one of your weed brownies, you trifling no good ass nigga!" Jessica screams at me.

I sigh. "Look... Jessica-" she immediately cuts me off.  "No, don't look Jessica me! What in your right mind made you think letting Majesty's seven year old ass taste a gotdamn weed brownie? You ain't shit, Antasia, I swear you ain't! Why did my stupid ass have to get pregnant by your idiotic ass of all niggas in the world? You a fucking idiot, you setting them up for failure you fucking dumb ass! They told me so much shit you let them do and make them keep quiet about! You buy them all types of shit just to make them be quiet, Ant! I don't want my kids to end up like your fucked up ass and I don't want them to end up like me cause I'm far from perfect myself, I want them to be better! Why would you let them learn shit that could make them wind up dead or in jail before they even turn eighteen? My seven year old son should not be familiar with the feeling of being high, Antasia!" Jessica screams, not even giving me time to say anything.

"How bout you calm the fuck down and listen." I say. "Excuse me? No, I'm not gone calm down! You know what, they were better off when your ass went missing cause they were behaving, now all of a sudden they back to being wild and disrespectful like they were when you were in their lives!" she screams at me. I close my eyes tight, trying not to let her words get to me. I'm so pissed and irritated. I haven't been taking my medicine cause I've been taking my pain medicine  instead.

I allow Polly to take my phone out my hand. I feel my body shaking from anger, I'm on the verge of losing it. Polly puts the phone on speaker. "Bitch, who you think you talking to like that?" Polly asks. "Bitch, now ain't the time for your shit! This is between me and the father of my children! If we have an issue, that stays between me and him, not his hoe so put him back on the phone!" Jessica yells.
"How bout this, me and my fiancé gone take your stupid ass to court and get custody. I'm better as a momma than your unstable ass anyway." Polly says, laughing. "Now what, bitch?" Polly asks.

Jessica starts dying laughing. "Hoe I'll kill you, him, your lawyer, and the mothafucking judge before I let yall get custody of my kids. You a hoe, I pray you don't have kids cause I'll feel sorry for em. Hoe, you know what, I'm fed up with you. Quit talking nonsense and tell me where you at. I'm on edge, where the fuck you at, Polly? Imma show you better than I can tell you." Jessica says. I hear her cock her gun in the background, making Polly's eyes go wide. "Fine. You don't gotta tell me where you at with yo scared ass, I got a nigga with me who can find you within one minute." Jessica adds.

"Jessica, calm down. Don't come trying to do nothing dumb cause you mad. Sit down and think for a second." I say, trying to calm her down. When Jessica gets mad to a point of no return, she blacks out. I keep on telling her she need to get help too but she don't think so.

"I'm tired of it, Ant. I'm so, so, so tired of you and her." she says, crying all of a sudden. "That's okay though, I swear it's okay. Cause after this,  I'll never have to deal with anyone's drama." she mumbles. "Wait, what? Jessica, what the fuck you bout to do?" I yell, springing out the bed, ignoring the pain I'm in. She hangs up in my face.

I scroll through my contacts, then dial Montana's number. I hate that nigga but I know he know where she at and the one thing we got in common is we care about Jessica.

"Why the fuck you calling me?" he immediately asks. "Where Jessica at? Find Jessica. I don't know what she finna do, nigga, just go get her." I say, panicking trying to find my shoes. "Fuck. My gun in the room. Shit." he yells, then hangs up in my face.

I feel like I'm about to lose my mind. I bend over then throw up all in the floor. I'm so scared, my stomach turning. I'm not scared of her, I'm scared of what she about to do. I just know she about to do something that'll ruin her life.

"Can she really find me?" Polly panics. "Yes, you dumb ass! Montana ain't no mothafuckin' pussy, Polly! If she say so, he gone kill you for her." I answer. I'm far from scared, but that's the truth. That nigga will kill Polly just for making Jessica mad.

"You gone let him kill me?" Polly cries, almost making me laugh. "I don't know what to tell you." I answer. I try calling Jessica again to see what she doing.

MONTANA

I was walking around the hotel with the kids cause Jessica needed to talk to Ant alone. This nigga called panicking. I got some of my niggas here in Memphis  that came with me. They staying in the same hotel we in, so I'm taking the kids to one of their rooms right now.

"Why we rushing?" Majesty asks. I ignore him, knocking on my nigga Tim and his wife's door. She comes to the door. "Something popped off? You need Tim?" she immediately asks. "Uh... I need yall to watch the kids. Something going on with Jessica." I say to where the kids can't hear me. The kids and Jessica know them. Tim is my right hand so we trust them. Her eyes widen, she immediately lets them in the room.

I turn around then rush up the stairs instead of the elevator until I get to the presidential suite. I unlock the door then walk in. I walk to the bedroom where Jessica is sitting down staring at the while while shaking and blowing out of anger while tapping her leg with my gun.

"Nobody about to come near my kids, Montana." she growls. "What you talking about?" I ask, walking over to her. "I wish they would try to get custody of my kids! Fuck it, I'm killing them right now!" she screams, jumping up. She storms to the door with my gun in her hand. "My kids don't need Ant no way." she says.

I rush over to her then pick her up.  "Put me down! I'm going to find and kill  them, I'm sick of it!" she screams, kicking around and trying to punch me off of her. "Quit." I calmly say, then kiss her on her neck trying to calm her down. "Stop and put me down." she demands, calming down a little.

She drops my gun and starts moaning a little. I lay her down. "Please, calm down." I say, kissing around her belly button. She doesn't say anything. This wasn't part of the plan, but if me fucking her to sleep will calm her down, I'll do it. Hopefully it works cause she hasn't been that mad in a while.

DARIUS

"So... do you always give random girls head?" Karmen asks, laying next to me in the hotel room in Beverly Hills. Montana would've killed me if I brought her back to his house so I had to get a hotel room.

"Nope. You were the first." I answer. "Do you enjoy doing that?" she asks. I get on my knees then spread her legs. I go down on her, sucking her clıt. I look at her. "Do I enjoy doing this?" I ask, going back down.

She gasps and moans. My phone starts ringing. I stop pleasing her, then answer it without looking. "Hey, baby." Yanda says. My eyes widen. "Yanda?" I yell in confusion. "Yeah. Tell the nice white woman Ms. Regina I said thanks for letting me go free. Your brother's a dead man walking." she says, then hangs up.

My head starts spinning while I call Montana. He ain't answering his phone at all. I keep on calling. "What?" he grunts into the phone. I scrunch my nose up. All I hear is Jessica screaming and moaning his name in the background.

"Ms. Regina let Yanda go free. She must've heard her in there when she came over to drop me off something to eat and use the restroom. Yanda called and said you a dead man walking, Montana! Gotdamnit, now what?" I panic. "Damnit, ain't that a bitch? Didn't I say don't invite nobody no matter who it is to my house for no reason?" he asks.

"But she family, she probably didn't know." I say. "Well, lil brother, I guess it's war time. Stay safe." he says, laughing. My head starts hurting. I don't see how he can live so wild like this. I'm scared as hell.

"You okay?" Karmen awkwardly asks, rubbing my shoulders. I put my face in my hands. I gotta some type of way get Yanda on my good side or something. I don't know what to do. I wish I never broke the rules.