for those who did not pay attention... JESSICA IS NOT A HOE FOR THAT. SHE DID NOT KNOW WHO THE DONOR EVEN WAS. SHE DID NOT KNOW VONTE DID THAT. SHE DIDN'T LAY DOWN AND MAKE A BABY BY HIM. PLEASE PAY ATTENTION.

"A lot of speculation going on." - Moneybagg Yo

ANT

I'm sitting here at this table feeling sick as hell. Jessica's crying with her head on the table. "How the fuck do I explain this to the kids or anybody for that matter? I didn't know he did that I swear it was a set up like he came with a whole sob story for Brittany and Ryan man he knew what he was doing and I was too young and dumb to realize." she goes off. I sigh.

I would go and hug her but I feel too sick to even move. I glance in the direction Vonte is walking away in then shake my head. "Well he here now. Ain't nothing we can do to change it." I mumble, trying my hardest to support her through this crazy shit. The fact that I didn't flip out on her or him by now should show her I really want her back cause if I wasn't trying to make it work I'd be setting it off around this hoe.

Presley's face turns red as he watches Vonte walk away. I watch him stand up then take off running. My eyes widen. He just tackled Vonte from behind, knocking shit over in the process. I watch as he throws punches at Vonte. "Fuck you! If you didn't want me you should've never fucking played a part in making me you bitch!" Presley screams at him, trying to get out my arms while I drag him away towards the entrance of the resturant.  Yep, this Jessica son. He got that tempter.

Vonte didn't even fight the kid back so he know he dead wrong. Jessica follows us to the car. "I'm so sorry Presley." she mumbles. He doesn't say anything as he gets in the back seat.

We just got back to my house. "If you guys don't really want me here I'll leave and never bother you again. I just wanted to know who my parents are. I didn't want nothing in return. I'll just leave if that's what you want." he says. "We don't want you to leave young nigga if I didn't want you here I would've let you know with no problems. That's my brother that's yo daddy so that's why this shit upsetting." I say.

"Wait so my so called dad is your brother?" he asks. "Yes. And he in love with Jessica. He got her name tatted on his chest and everything so he did this sick ass shit. You can stay and meet my other kids if you wanna do that. But we gone have to go holler at whoever you been living with later on so we can see how we gone handle this whole thing." I say. He nods his head.

We walk to the front door. Jessica stops me then grabs my arm. I look down at her. "Wassup?" I ask. "Thank you for being nice to him and accepting him and just being mature about the situation all together." she says. I kiss her forehead. "We'll talk about it later." I say.

She leads him to the movie room. "Woooooow, this is nice. I've never seen a home theater!" Presley exclaims, looking around. I just sent a group text to the kids telling them to come down here. "Your brothers and sisters are about to come down." Jessica says. He tenses up like he's nervous. "Calm down mane. They different from you, I ain't gone lie. But they all cool aight?" I say to him. He slowly nods his head.

All of the kids walk in. KeKe's holding Dream and Amari is holding Jessie's hand. "If this a family meeting about what happened with me and Majesty ion wanna hear it." Jessie says. "Nigga shut up." I demand. "Who is the cute boy with the hair?" Reign mumbles.

I shake my head at her. "Wassup G?" LaLa asks him, extending her hand. "Wassup nigga? You too good to shake a nigga hand?" she asks him as he awkwardly tries to do her hand shake.

"Little girl didn't I say stop acting like a damn boy! You are not one of your brothers so quit acting like it! Stop calling yourself a nigga and if you don't pull yo pants up sagging like a damn boy I will hurt you!" Jessica yells at her, scaring Presley cause he jumped.

"Sorry." LaLa mumbles, pulling her pants up. "Who is this?" Tae asks, looking him up and down. "Hi... I'm Presley. I'm fifteen." he shyly says. All of my kids look at each other then burst into laughter. "The hell kinda name is that? Pretzel head ass nigga." Jessie says, laughing with his head on KeKe's shoulder.

"I look better than you." Presley says. "Hell naw you a rip off version of me. Trying to have the long hair and shit hell naw." Jessie says. "Quit cussing infront of yo momma." I demand. He gets quiet, still laughing.

"For real who is this?" Majesty asks. "This is my son Presley everybody. Long story short it was my egg another woman carried and she gave birth to him and wala here he is." Jessica blurts out. My older kids get quiet. "Wait what? This your son? This a joke?" Noble asks. "No. It's a lot of explaining I have to do y'all then y'all will understand." I say.

"So basically you just came in here and told us another woman carried yo baby and now he appears years later?" KeKe asks. She nods her head. "It's a long story." Jessica says. KeKe stands. "If she said this her son we ain't got no choice but to respect that and get to know the young nigga. All of y'all gone have to treat him with respect and treat him the same way  aigh't? I'm Kentasia, call me KeKe. Nice to meet you lil bruh." KeKe says, giving Presley a man hug. Presley starts smiling wide.

That caught me off guard. "What y'all lookin dumb for? Get to know our brother bruh." KeKe demands. All of them always respect what KeKe says for some reason. They respect that nigga so much. But at the same time he'll serve the shit out of them and they know it. He raises his eyebrow at them. "Fine. Hi, I'm Reign. I'm sixteen. Nice to meet you." Reign says to him, shaking his hand.

"My name Majesty and that's my twin Noble. We seventeen." Majesty says, then shakes his hand. "I'm Jessie. You still a rip off me with yo hair but wassup? Nice to meet you lil bruh I hope you ain't a lame. I'm eighteen by the way." he says, nodding his head at Presley. Presley awkwardly tries to copy the head nod like a white man who don't know how to greet black people would. I chuckle. This shit funny. He so caught off guard by how they act.

"Hello, I'm JeMontae. Call me Tae. I'm ten. Ant is my other daddy but my real daddy is Montana but we have the same mommy so you're still my brother. Nice to meet you." Tae politely says. I narrow my eyes at that lil demon. He love putting on a front like he the best child ever. Montana made a young demon. That boy bad as fuck.

"My name Antayla but you can call me LaLa though. I'm nine." she says, nodding her head at him. "Oh and this is Dream. She almost six months and that's Amari. He four." I say to him, poining at the two of them. "It's a lot of us." Presley says, laughing a little. "Noble you ain't gone say shit?" I ask him while he sits in his seat looking at his phone. "Hell naw. The hell I look like accepting his ass? He was a test tube baby. Fuck outta here." he says.

"The fuck did you just say to me? I'm a what?" Presley asks, walking closer to Noble. I pull Jessica back. She was about to slap the shit out of Noble. Noble stands up, towering over Presley. "You heard what the fuck I said. A nigga didn't even stick his dick in my momma to make you homie you a test tube baby like I said." Noble says. Presley draws back then punches Noble in his face.

"No stop!" Jessica screams at Noble as he beats the shit out of Presley. I'll admit Presley got heart for swinging on Noble but they from two different worlds. At least he tried. "Get back." I demand. Noble stands up. "Why you always gotta be stupid? You stay on momma clit bruh damn grow up! How you gone talk to the kid like he some dirt? If she say he her son then he is her fucking son! You having an obsession with momma ain't no excuse for yo behavior! If I catch you dogging him out again imma fuck you up my damn self!" KeKe yells at Noble.

"Whatever nigga." Noble snaps. KeKe gets in Noble's face. "Try it with me, Noble. You hard, right? Talk to me like you talked to him." KeKe calmly says. "It ain't got nothing to do with you bruh get back." Noble says. "That's what I thought. Your demeanor changed cause you know better. You only talked to dude like that cause you knew he couldn't hold his own against you and that's weak. Get the fuck out and think about yo actions, now." KeKe demands. "Mane said think about yo actions." Tae mumbles.

Noble glares at Presley then storms out of here. I sigh then shake my head. "I bet he left though." Jessie says laughing. This gone be a long journey.

PRESLEY

LaLa just brought me a bag of ice for my busted lip. I was just standing up for myself. I'm so tired of being hurt, disrespected, and bullied by people so I reacted how I thought I should have. Maybe I should apologize for punching him in his face. What he said just hurt my feelings so I wanted to attack him. Him calling me a test tube baby was so offensive even if it is true.

"Don't mind Noble. He always like that." LaLa says, helping me up. "It's fine." I say. "Do I look like a boy?" she asks. I look over at her white tank top and baggy gray sweat shorts. She has on a small diamond Rolex watch, a silver chain covered in diamonds, and white and red Jordans. Her hair is also in two braids. "Well... I mean you do have on boy clothes." I answer. "I took it out Tae room. I'm fly right?" she asks.

"Aren't you like nine I think? Why don't you wear regular little girl stuff?" I ask her. "Cause that shit lame G. I don't like bows and shit my momma and Reign be trying to make me wear. When I get older imma be just like my big brothers. Imma be fresh and have all the hoes. My brother said it's good to have hoes so since my brothers like hoes I want hoes. I wanna be just like them." she says.

I stare at her for a second. She only a little kid at that. "Well I think you should be what you are. You're a girl. You're a pretty girl at that. But I like the way you are. A lot of people don't understand you probably and it's the same with me." I say. She smiles a little then nods her head.

I don't know if this is Noble or Majesty who just walked in. I've never seen twins so identical in my life. "Sorry bout how Noble reacted." he says. "It's cool." I say. "You wanna come ride with me, LaLa, and KeKe to the mall?" he asks me. I'm surprised they're so accepting of me, especially Majesty after how his twin acted. "I don't have any money." I say. He reaches down in his pocket then gets his wallet. I watch as he pulls out his license, library card, a couple of gift cards, and a black American Express credit card. My eyes widen. He's only seventeen with a black card. I heard only people with a lot of money can have those.

He hands me his wallet. It's a big stack of one hundred dollar bills in a rubber band in it. "You got money and a nice wallet to keep it in now. Ball the fuck out." he says, laughing. "Huh? I can't keep this." I say, staring at all the money. "Why not? We brothers. I might piss em off but I look out for my brothers and you  gone learn that. Keep the money." he says.

My mom walks in here. It's weird calling her that because I'm not used to it. She's holding a shoe box. "You wear a nine?" she asks me. I nod my head yes. "Okay this is the right size. Ant still had these because Nike sent him the wrong size but they're a nine. He told me to give them to you until he buys you more shoes tomorrow." she says, handing me the Jordan box. I've never owned any Jordans.

I open it. "Are these custom? Oh my God I can't take these. They cost way too much I'm sure. They're custom made and is this Michael Jordan's real signature?" I ask. She laughs. "Yeah they're custom and yes MJ signed them and sent a note and all." she answers. "No... I can't take it." I say.
"Nigga get the shoes or I will. They my size anyways and my daddy ain't got my Jordans signed since for me since I was a kid." Majesty says, laughing.

I laugh a little then take them. "We gone have to get rid of that outfit. You can't wear no custom designed shoes with a dingy white tee and jeans on." Majesty says. "Well I don't really have other clothes." I say. "Well it look like we wear about the same size shirts but you short so my pants won't fit. I got some basketball shorts you can wear til we get you more pants. Imma let you in my closet. Get whatever you want out of my shirts. Half of em still got tags." he says.

"Aww look at you being a nice big brother." my mom says hugging him. "I can't control it so I might as well accept it. Now we gone have to teach you how to fight bruh. LaLa could probably  beat you up." he says, making me laugh. "Not gone lie, I do got hands." she says.

"Nobody gone be doing no more fighting." my mom says, handing me another stack of hundreds except this one is way bigger. "Ant told me to give you that as a welcome to the family gift." she says, laughing. I stare at it.

"Let's go y'all or KeKe gone leave us. I gotta get you a shirt and some shorts out my closest first though. You ain't wearing that." Majesty says, laughing. I smile. I think I'm gonna be closer to him and LaLa out of all of my siblings. I never in a million years thought I'd have this many biological siblings.

I look down at the money again. I wonder how they're so rich. What do they do for a living? I want to ask but they might think I'm weird. They have so much money. I can't help but wonder. They don't act like the regular rich business people I see on TV.

VONTE

I'm in my bed smoking and thinking. Even all four blunts I've smoked ain't helping me. Every time I think about this shit it blows my high. I hear my front door open. I ain't bothering to get up and see. I got my gun under my pillow  but I doubt I'll need it.

Jessica walks in my bedroom. "So you my lucky guest." I say. She doesn't say anything. She got on a long fur coat and some heels. I watch as she takes it off. My eyes widen. I feel my dick hardening like a mothafucka. "Am I high or did you just use the key I gave you and come in my house then open yo long fur coat and show me yo naked body?" I ask, staring at her pussy. She just came in here butt naked under that coat.

She walks over to the bed then takes the blunt out my hand. "Fine ass." she mumbles kissing on my neck. "You know I've wanted you for a long time?" she asks. "Take the coat off." I say. She got it open but she still wearing it. She kisses me on my lips then grabs my dick. "Play with this pussy." she demands. I stick my finger in her wet pussy. "You tight as fuck." I say. She reaches in the side of the fur coat then pulls out some hand cuffs. She grins. "Let me cuff you and have my way with you Vonte." she says.

"Hell naw. I ain't with that. You let me cuff yo ass." I say. That's how I get down. I like to do the kinky stuff to women but I don't like them doing it to me. She lays me back then pulls my dick out my boxers. I lift her up then sit her on my face so I can eat it. I notice a gun fall from under the coat. She jumps then tries to hide it.

I stop then move her off me. "So you trying to act like you finna put yo pussy on me so you can set me up,  huh? For real Jessica you that mad you gone try to kill a nigga? My dumb ass was really falling for yo lil freaky set up too." I say, shaking my head. "Look at what you just did to me! You fucked shit up! My kids are confused as fuck, I'm lost and shit is just crazy! You ever thought of how this would end when you did that set up ass shit?" she screams in my face, crying.

I sigh. She stands then closes up her long fur coat. "Honestly Vonte I had every intention in the world to come over here and set you up then blow your damn brains out but I ain't even gone do it. You ain't worth it you trifling bastard." she says. "And then how dare you look that child in his eyes and tell him you don't wanna be there? He didn't ask to be here and if I'm correct you fucking set shit up and made him so you better step the fuck up!" She adds, then storms out my bed.

I sigh, looking down. It ain't much in this world that'll make me get serious or wanna even shed a tear but that did. I fucked up big time for that but I was selfish back then. I need to find a way to somewhat make it right between me and her. I care about Jessica way too much.

Sean and Drew walk in here."What?" I ask. "Can I drive your car to go get some stuff to make Tacos? We hungry." Drew says. I grab my keys then toss them to him. I need to be alone anyway. "Come straight back home and get me a lighter." I say, handing him a hundred dollar bill. He nods his head. I watch them walk out then bury my face in my pillow. I feel so fucked up.

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