People asking why Montana's character changed. It didn't lol. He the same nigga. The people who really have been paying attention understand Montana is obsessed with Jessica and he's possessive. The whole time he's been that way and I've been showing yall small signs of that for the longest. Now it's in full force. Idk if yall remember but somewhere along the line Darius hinted at Montana getting obsessed with what he loves, for Example :) Think about it, Montana had somebody watching her or would randomly follow her without her knowing for no apparent reason. Remember when he lost his cool and beat her ass in book 2? He had fucking pet crocodiles on top of that. He told her he killed his uncle at a church in book 1, yall come on now, these were the signs of him not being 100% lovey dovey and a lot of yall didn't catch on. That aint making him the "bad guy" in the situation. I told yall I wouldn't pick a side Personally so That was the warning :)

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"Nigga, don't trip, you don't want that. Boy, you gone fuck around and get yo ass capped." - 50 Cent

JESSICA

I close my eyes as Montana gently kisses me on my neck. "You pregnant again?" he mumbles in my ear, then goes back to kissing on me. I gently push him away then sit up. "No. Why did you ask?" I ask him. "Cause you know what we did a month ago." he answers. "I went to the doctor already. My papers are in my purse. I'm not pregnant." I answer. I'm so glad I'm not pregnant once again. I literally just had a baby. I got pregnant at the end of November and gave birth in August. It's January now and she's five months old.

Honestly, I don't know if she's Ant's or Montana's. Before Montana went crazy and made me have sex with him in front of Ant to get me pregnant, Ant was fucking me raw a little while before that. Montana is positive my daughter's his though so that's how it's gonna be.

"I told you I wanted three kids together. We already got two. Why won't you give me my baby?" he asks. "We have a baby girl who's only five months and we have a ten year old son. That's good enough. And I got grown kids, I ain't trying to have no more." I say. "What? They aint that damn grown. I mean... Jessie just turned eighteen, KeKe and Jessie not yours no way and he what, like twenty five, right? And then Reign just turned sixteen and the twins only seventeen. And Lala nine, Amari four. Why you have that nigga kids every time he wanted one but can't do it for me?" he asks.

"I had Tae for your selfish ass. Then you forced me to have Dream so I'm not finna have no more kids, period. Plus, I haven't seen my fucking kids since you forced me and Tae to move down here to New Orleans. You made me divorce Ant completely. You had my damn name changed so nobody could find me and everything. You are so trifling for that." I say. "Here we go again..." he says with an attitude.

"No, it ain't no here we go again. You let your possessiveness and jealousy ruin my life. You could've at least gave me a choice." I say. "I did give you a choice. I let you pick. You could've let that bitch made ass nigga die or be with me. And you chose to be with me." he says. "So, that's right to you?" I ask. "You acting like you unhappy. You acting like I don't treat you special. I'm totally loyal to you, I give you anything you ask for with no questions asked, and I don't stress you out. Shit, I make everything easy and I love you." he says. I fold my arms across my chest then raise my eyebrow. "If you do everything I ask, why the fuck am I not allowed to see my kids when I beg you every day and night? Every time you say you'll make it happen, you don't." I say. He sighs then looks away from me. "You don't want to know the reason behind that." he says. "Yes I do. Get to talking." I demand. "I try to reach out to the kids all the time. I feel like they deserve to at least meet our daughter and then Tae miss em, I honestly miss em, and I know you do too. But all of them say the same thing. They say fuck both of us. I'm not even bullshittin', I can show you the texts between me and the kids. They said fuck us and they don't need us no more." he says, handing me his phone.

My eyes tear up as I read the messages that came straight from my kids' phones. "Life is good and drama free. If she wanna be a dumb ass and choose my trifling Daddy's life over her own kids then fuck her too." I read aloud. It hurt even more because Majesty is the one who said that. "I didn't even do this to be trifling... I thought I was doing right. I didn't want them to lose their daddy." I mumble to myself, crying hard.

Montana gives me an uneasy, guilty look. "Look, a year ago when I lost my brother, I didn't know how to cope with it. I just knew Ant did it so I was drunk and high and decided it was time to hurt him. So, when I shot Nathan, I did that to hurt him more. Nathan like a father to Ant and I knew it would cut him deep just like killing my twin hurt me. That shit hurt me so mothafuckin bad. Just like Noble and Majesty came in the world together, me and my twins came in together. And I never imagined losing one of em, especially cause somebody thought he was me. That still to this day kills me inside but I realized I had to toughen up for the kids. So, when I found Ant at my grandma house trying to kill her, I snapped. I beat him, I stomped him, I had him jumped, I pistol whipped him and everything else but it still didn't amount to the pain he made me feel. I knew he really didn't care about dying so that really wasn't gone cut it. And I knew you were his weakness so that's why I had sex with you and got you pregnant in his face. It was wrong as fuck so I'm sorry." he says.

"I can't even accept that shit. You are a psycho and you covered that up well. You showed your true colors that night." I say. He shakes his head. "I'm not a psycho. I was losing my sanity and I snapped. I never imagined doing that to you. I was so focused on revenge at the moment." he says. "It's nothing you finna tell me that's gone make me forgive you for ripping me out my kids' lives. Nothing. Because now they fucking hate me. You wouldn't even let me contact Ant in any type of way. And I don't know what the fuck you did with my phone. And I swear you blocked my kids' phone numbers. You always got somebody watching me, like damn, can I live?" I ask. "I didn't block nobody, they blocked you." he says, looking at me funny.

"Whatever, Montana, Dream is crying so go get her." I say, tossing him a bottle of breast milk I pumped for my baby. He grabs it then shakes his head. "Whatever." he says. I watch as he walks out the room.

He walks back in holding our daughter as she drinks her milk. He sits down on the bed holding her between his legs as she drinks milk while staring up at him. "You want another brother or sister, Dream? Why mommy won't give you one?" he asks her in a baby voice. "She don't understand your stupid ass, shut up." I say. "Your mouth getting real foul." he says. "Yeah, and my anger is too. I should kill you in your mothafuckin sleep. All I want is my babies and I can't even get that." I say. He doesn't say anything as he stares down at Dream's face. "I love you, Jessica." he finally says. I ignore him as I walk into our walk in closet.

He follows me in while holding our daughter in his arm. "Where you going?" he asks, watching me grab my Rock Revival jeans off the hanger. "Somewhere you're not." I answer, going through my clothes to pick a shirt. He ignores me then walks out. I continue to search for something to put on.

"What?" he asks, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. "Get the fuck off me. Let me guess, you gonna put me in a fucked up situation with fucked up choices and make me have your baby again like you did with Dream, right? Fuck off!" I yell, pushing him.

He doesn't say anything. "Dream is in the other room falling asleep. Stop hollering and let my daughter rest." he says in an irritated tone. I put my hands on my hips then lean back on the wall. "You sure she yours, psycho?" I sarcastically ask. "Yeah. I got a DNA test a long time ago, ass hole." he answers.

"You... you get on my nerves. Get off of me." I demand as he kisses me on my neck and face. "The last time we made love was a month ago. I miss you. I'm tired of you being mad at me. Let's be honest, it came about in a fucked up way but don't I treat you like the queen you are?" he asks. "You are manipulative, narcissistic, and you're a psycho path and you know that. After what you did, I don't wanna hear none of that sweet shit and I do not trust you. You remind me of the devil." I say.

He leans in then kisses me. "Listen... just give me a chance to fix this." he says. "You got a lot of fixing to do. A whole lot. Get off me." I demand. He sighs then pulls away. I grin a little. I do want some dick right now and I'm gonna use that to get what I want out of him. "You know what... come here." I say, walking out the closet.

I go lock the door then lay him down. I watch as he undresses himself. "You're so fucking sexy." I mumble, biting my lip while taking my clothes off. "Shit." he lowly says as I kiss all over him. He grips my ass, slipping his thumb between my legs and directly on my clit as I lay on top of him.

I start gently kissing all over his neck and his chest tattoos, then gasp as he slips his finger in my pussy. "You love me, right?" I ask him, staring in his eyes while grinding on him. "To death." he answers, sending chills all over me. It scares me when he says that because I know he means it. I truly do believe he'll kill and destroy anybody before he lets me leave him.

I kiss his lips then put my tongue in his mouth. He flips me over to where I'm on the bottom. "I wanna get on top. You work so hard, baby. Let me please you." I say. I'm glad he's falling right into my trap and I'm honestly barely turned on. I'm on a mission right now.

He lays on his back. I position him between my legs then slowly slide down on his dick, earning a couple of curse words and moans from him. I start riding fast and hard as he groans and digs his nails into my ass. He slaps me on my ass cheek then goes back to gripping them. "Fuck... I love you, mane." he says, looking in my eyes as I slow down. I lean down, putting my titties all in his face as I bounce on his dick. I bite my lip as he licks and sucks them.

He lifts me off of him then nuts on my stomach. I watch as he walks to the bathroom. He comes back with a warm rag then wipes it off of me. "That shit was good." he says, grinning, laying back down. I climb back on top of him then kiss him. "Go to California and get my kids to understand. Get them to talk to me." I say, staring in his eyes. "What, that shit..." he stops talking as I get down on my knees. I kiss the tip. "Do it." I say, then lick it. "Fine." he says. I lean down then grab my machete I keep with me from under the bed. I put it to his neck then smile wide as he looks at me crazy. "As in now. Book your flight, mothafucka." I demand.

He sits up then grabs his laptop. "Fine, Jessica." he groans, opening it up. "It better be booked by the time I get out the shower and I'm not even playing. You made your bed now you gone have to lay in it. And you better hope you come back from California alive." I say, walking into the bathroom.

I took a nice, long shower. I can't lie, I was thinking about Ant. He got on my nerves but I miss him. I'd do anything to argue with him right now but Montana got it to where he'll be killed if I come near him. I wonder what my kids look like now and what they're doing. I can only imagine how much better Amari is talking and learning now. I shake my head as I wipe my tears away. Montana doesn't abuse or disrespect me or anything but I'm not happy. All I have is him, Torren, and Tae. I miss the rest of my family like crazy.

I walk out of the bathroom then over to the bed. "You booked it?" I ask. "No. I can't do it. I got business to handle in Dallas." he answers as he stands up. "Which gotta be handled tomorrow so I can't go to California right now. But I'm about to go pick Tae up from school. You coming with me?" he asks. "Nope. I'm about to go somewhere with Torren." I answer. He nods his head then puts his clothes back on. "You really about to go get him smelling like sex?" I ask. "Cologne. I'd rather pick my son up on time then take a shower instead of making him wait. That's selfish." he says.

I ignore him as I walk to Dream's nursery. She immediately starts crying as she stares at me. "What's wrong... don't cry princess." I say as I pick her tiny body up. She starts making faces as she cries. "Eww, you taking a dump in mommy arms?" I ask, laughing a little. She starts smiling a little. I walk out of her nursery then back to my room with her in my arms. "Why was she crying?" Montana asks. "She's five months old so she can't tell me her exact reason for crying but I believe it was because she was taking a shit." I sarcastically answer him.

"Jessica, on some real shit, you making me mad." he warns me, following me into the bathroom. "I've been mad for a long ass time so that makes two of us, Montana." I respond, laying Dream down on the black, teal, and white baby changing station we have in the corner of our bathroom. "You really don't gotta bitch every two seconds. I understand I fucked up but that don't mean I wanna hear about it when I'm in the process of fixing it." he says. "It ain't easy as it sound. Really, you'll enjoy being with me a lot more if you let that shit go, allow me to fix what I broke, and allow me to be your man cause regardless of what I did, I'm in love with you and our kids." he says. "No, correction, you're obsessed with me. It's a difference." I say. "No, I'm deeply in love with you." he says. I ignore him as I wipe Dream's butt.

He pulls his phone out of his pocket, dials a number, then put it on speaker phone. "Why the fuck you calling me? The shit say unknown so who the fuck is this?" a deep, smooth voice yells into the phone. My heart starts beating fast. I know the voice of Noble and Majesty from anywhere and that was Noble because his voice was always a little softer than Majesty's.

"This is Montana. I called you unknown since you blocked my other number." Montana says. "Why you on my line?" Noble dryly asks him. "Look... I wanna talk to you, son." Montana says. Noble starts hysterically laughing. "Son? You got a lot of nerve, Montana. Your balls a lil bigger than I thought they were. Look, young nigga, you ain't my pops and I ain't yo mothafuckin' son. My name ain't JeMontae. That's the only son you got. Don't call me that shit no more." Noble snaps, making my eyes widen.

Montana doesn't say anything as his face goes from straight to hurt. He quickly straightens his face up. "No need to disrespect me, Noble. Respect me as a man before anything. I always taught you that." Montana says. "Nigga, fuck you. I'll never respect a man who do pussy ass shit. You taught me that too. Remember?" Noble asks in an emotionless tone, sending chills down my spine.

I swallow hard as my eyes tear up. "Pussy shit? Noble, I advise you stop smelling yourself, shut the fuck up, and listen. You don't know what's going on and you probably was fed a bunch of lies." Montana says. Noble starts laughing. "Stop smelling myself? Shut the fuck up and listen? No, you shut the fuck up and listen. I ain't the Lil Noble who tried to be like you last year. Nigga, we can go to war, Montana." Noble says.

Montana chuckles. "You starting to sound like your father. I'll never go to war with a seventeen year old boy I raised who think he grew some balls." Montana says. "My balls bigger than yours would ever be, pussy." Noble says.

"We need to talk." Montana says. "You can talk to this Ruger. Isn't that your handgun of choice? It would be a shame to die by the gun you love." Noble says, chuckling.

"Listen. I want to meet up with you and talk face to face."Montana says. "You won't leave alive. I wouldn't step foot in California if I were you. You in some deep shit." Noble says, laughing extremely hard, scaring me. He sounds like he's going crazy like his dad.

"I love you, Noble, but I'll kill you before I let you take me away from my son. Keep that in mind, son." Montana says, instantly making me cry. It wasn't supposed to be like this. "I ain't worried. Fear nobody but God. Remember you taught me that since I was a kid. I'm a fearless mothafucka, I ain't scared of you, nigga." Noble says.

I shake my head, looking down at my daughter as she looks around while playing with her little fingers. "Like I said, I love you but ain't nobody taking me from my kids." Montana says. "Kids? As in more than one?" Noble asks, laughing. "Nigga, listen to how you sound right now. I don't give a fuck about taking you from Tae and whatever other kids you got. You took my momma from me and you took my dad too, that nigga ain't the same no more. So I'm out here damn near with no parents and shit trying to figure my fucking self out on my own. Don't you think your kids deserve to know how it feel to get your parents taken away? Yeah, I think they should know." Noble says.

Dream starts crying loudly, kicking her legs. "Shhh... don't cry." I whisper, rubbing her belly. "Somebody got a daughter, huh? It'll be a shame to see her dressed up with her lil cute dress at your funeral." Noble says.

"Noble, cut it out." I demand, taking the phone out of Montana's hand. I don't need this shit turning into a blood bath. He doesn't say anything. "Who the hell is this?" he asks. "So, now you don't know who this is?" I ask, wiping my eyes. "This Jessica?" he dryly asks, making my eyes widen.

"What? Jessica? Excuse me, Noble?" I ask. "What you want, Jessica? A whole year flew by and you didn't try to talk to us not once. So, why you wanna play mommy all of a sudden? I don't even have shit to say to you." he says, then hangs up in my face.

"What the fuck?" I scream in frustration as I throw his phone at him. "My kids hate me because of your selfish ass and they don't even understand what's going on!" I scream, swinging on him. He grabs my arm then takes Dream out my arm. "Stop acting dumb as fuck when you holding my child." he calmly says.

"And I'm tired of you getting on my ass like I'm the only mothafucka who fucked up. That mothafucka killed my twin and I caught his ass trying to kill my grandma and you expected me not to do shit? Fuck outta here with that dumb shit, Jessica! You so fucking stupid and childish sometimes!" he yells, earning a strong slap in his face from me.

He bites his lip. "I'm Finna go get our fucking son." he says, walking out with Dream in his arms. "Give me my daughter." I demand. He ignores me as he storms down the stairs with my daughter in his arms. He grabs her coat out the coat closet then puts it on her along with her booties. "Fuck you." I mumble as he walks out the front door. "You know what, fuck you too, Jessica." he says, then slams the door in my face.

I snatch it back open. "Low down bastard!" I yell as he straps Dream in her car seat. I roll my eyes as I walk back in the house. It's too cold for that shit.

REIGN

"Daddy... you want to go watch a movie?" I softly ask my daddy as he stares at the ceiling while smoking weed. He doesn't say anything. "Come on, daddy, you forgot to eat and shower again." I say, grabbing his arm. My dad doesn't even talk to people anymore. My uncle said he used to shut down like this but damn, my daddy ain't himself anymore.

"You need a haircut too." I say, touching his long, curly hair. My dad gives no fucks. He let his naturally curly hair grow to the middle of his back like Jessie's. He snatches away from me then stands. "Oh my God, daddy, put some pants on!" I yell, covering my eyes. He has on boxers with his man land sticking out of them as if I want to see that.

He ignores me as he walks in his bathroom, still smoking. I walk in. "Dang, daddy, you musty." I say. "Get the fuck out then so I can wash the fuck up. Call an Tell Tanya to come over." he mumbles, shocking me. I haven't heard him speak in a while. Tanya is his new girlfriend. She's nice to him so I don't care. She could never compare to my mom though. My momma made my daddy feel like he was on top of the world. Even when he got mad and claimed he hated her, his eyes would still light up when he saw her. My momma is the only woman on earth who could make my daddy blush and act like a teenager who fell in love for the first time like he was with her. But now she's gone for good and so is the old him. My daddy don't disrespect Tanya or nothing. I think he actually trying to build with her since my mom is gone. He treats her right but she never gets the treatment my momma got when they weren't having problems.

"Tanya won't wanna smell your stinky weed smelling room." I say. "Bye." he mumbles, taking his tank top off. I watch in silence as he stares at the portrait of my mom on his chest in he mirror. He traces her name with his finger then sighs. "Daddy... maybe, she miss you too." I say, trying to make him feel better. He told us she moved on to another man and ain't coming back but KeKe said he thinks it's way more to the story than just that.

He shakes his head. "That'll never happen and I don't miss her. Get out." he demands, turning the shower water on. I walk out of his bathroom then grab his phone off his bed.

I unlock it then go down to Tanya's name. I call her then put it on speaker. "Hey." she says. "My daddy said come over." I say. "He okay?" she asks. I grin a little. She's nice or whatever but I want to be a bitch right now. "Yeah, except he miss the woman he's really in love with." I answer just to be petty. I really don't know why I say and do these type of things but I get a thrill out of it so I don't care.

"Oh. Well, maybe, I'm the last person he wants to see." she dryly says. "He never would've asked for you if he didn't want to see you. Honestly, he might want to pretend like you're her or something. I don't know." I say. "Reign, what did I do to you, young lady?" she asks. I start holding back my laughter. "Nothing. But yeah he want to see you." I say, then hang up in her face. I give no fucks.

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