"It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya fucked." - 50 Cent

JESSICA

I just got to Nathan's house. My eyes widen as I jump out the car. Without closing the door, I start running to the front. It's police officers, ambulance trucks, and a couple of fire trucks all up the street and there's officers all in front of the house. Ant's car is still in the driveway and it's blood all in the grass. My heart starts beating fast as I try to rush in the house. "Ma'am, get back! You cannot go in there!" an officer yells at me, grabbing me. "Nigga, let me go! This is my father in law's house, what the hell is going on?" I yell. He sighs. "What's your name, Ma'am?" he asks. "Jessica Mitchell. What's going on? Tell me something." I say. "Someone broke into the home from the backdoor then shot him in his chest. I'm sorry, ma'am." he says. I swear it feels like somebody just stabbed me in my chest. All I can do is scream and cry on my knees. Nathan is in his seventies. I was literally planning his surprise seventy sixth birthday party. Who the fuck would want to hurt Nathan? He's a harmless old man who jokes a lot. He literally doesn't bother nobody. "I can't take this shit no more." I mumble, crying harder. I'm so tired of shit like this happening. First Montreal then Nathan.

I stand up then call Ant as I walk back to my car, still crying. He's sending me straight to voicemail. Keke starts calling me. "Hello." I mumble, cranking my car up. "Ma... granddaddy Nathan got shot." he says as his voice cracks. I don't say anything as we cry together over the phone. "Who the fuck would do something like this?" he mumbles. "Granddaddy Nathan just a cool ass old man who love everybody. I can't see nobody hurting him." Keke adds.

"Where are you?" I mumble. "The hospital. Mane... daddy in the bathroom breaking down. I feel sick, ma. I don't know what to do." he says. "Text me exactly where yall are, okay?" I ask. "Aight." he says.

Keke texted me earlier. I just got to the hospital. I take a deep breath then get out the car. After walking inside, I rush to the elevators then press floor three. I ride up there, then get off. I spot KeKe, Noble, Majesty, Jessie, Reign, Tez, Vonte, Adam, and Darius sitting down with tears rolling down their faces. "Where's Ant?" I mumble. "We don't know. He got mad and left." Jessie mumbles. Vonte and Tez glance at each other. Vonte rolls over to me in his wheelchair then motions for me to lean down. I squat down. "Trust nobody." he whispers. I look at him funny. "Trust nobody. It's a war, Jessica. Straight up. You loved but when it comes to war, loved ones do get sacrificed in order to win the war. Remember that." he whispers.

"I'm lost." I mumble. He doesn't say anything. Noble stands up. "Majesty, Jessie, let's go." he demands. "Sit down. Go where?" I ask. "I'm finding out who did this to Nathan. I don't care if you try to stop me, momma. You can't. So let's go yall." he says. That just scared me so much. He has that same emotionless look on his face Ant has when he's fed up and ready to let somebody have it.

"Boy, stop it now. I hate this happened but the last thing I want is my kids out here doing crazy stuff. Leave this shit to your daddy, alright? You and your brother ain't ready for the streets, Noble. Think about if something happens to yall. I'll be crushed. I know you don't want that." I say, looking in his eyes. He glares in my eyes. "I love you but ma, this is something I'm not letting go. Somebody hurt somebody close to me. Nathan ain't just a friend of the family. He been like a real grandfather my whole life and now where he at, huh? He in there half dead and the motherfucking doctors can't tell us shit but how he slowly in there dying! I don't fuckin care! I'm not finna be the only one with this feeling, aight? I'm not! Somebody else finna feel it too!" he hollers at me.

I snatch his face to mine by his chin then stare in his eyes as tears roll down his face. "Listen to me, Noble. Right now, you're just mad and trying to act off your emotions. I'm telling you, Noble. The streets ain't nothing to play with. These niggas don't give a damn, they kill babies everyday so what makes you think they won't be heartless enough to kill your sixteen year old ass? It's a grown man world out there. And they will treat you like one. Just stop and use your brain." I say.

He doesn't say anything. "Where Montana at?" he asks. "He was at home. His brother was killed." I answer. "His gay twin, right?" he asks. I nod my head. "Montana always told me he believed in revenge and he always felt like retaliation was a must if somebody did him wrong. He always told me that." he says, looking away from me like he's in deep thought.

"So, what you trying to say?" I ask, pulling him away from everybody else. He looks away again. "See... Montana taught me a lot. He taught me to be on point like him. He molded me into another him with a little of my dad. I know something ain't right, momma. I just know. Everything feels suspect. Montreal gets murdered then Montana disappears for two weeks. You go and see him earlier then a little after you left, Nathan is shot in his chest and neck Ma... be real, did daddy kill Montreal to hurt Montana? Cause if he did... this could be a retaliation. Remember when I said Montana always taught me to get revenge when it's necessary. He loved his brother even though they fought. I couldn't imagine losing my twin so I know it cut him deep. So, what if daddy did do it and Nathan getting shot is something Montana put together to make daddy feel how he feel after losing somebody close to him?" he asks as his eyes light up. My heart starts beating fast. Everything he just said is something to think about.

"Listen, baby. I don't know. Your daddy never even said anything about hurting Montana. He always said yall loved him too much so he wouldn't hurt him." I say. He shakes his head. "Ma... look at the bigger picture. We gotta keep a clear mind. We can't sit here being in denial, alright? I'm a nigga and I know good pussy make a nigga do a lot of things. What if daddy did it to eliminate Montana? What if he did it so he wouldn't have to worry about Montana having you?" he asks. "Listen... keep this conversation between us. Don't even tell your brothers. Noble Almighty Mitchell, keep your mouth closed about this. We just gone lay low for a while, okay? We have to. Don't say nothing to Montana or your dad. We gone wait and see how things play out." I say. "I promise on your life I'll be quiet. But momma... can't waiting mess the whole thing up?" he asks. I shake my head no. "Patience is key." I answer.

He slowly nods his head. "Jessica, Noble, we finna go see Nathan. The doctor said we can go in two at a time cause he in the ICU, aight? They just said that he might not make it and that we can go say our final goodbyes just in case." Tez says, shaking his head as tears fall.

I wipe my eyes then grab Noble's hand. "We'll go first. Take us to his room." I say, trying to stay strong for everybody else, especially my kids.

I don't even know what to say as I stare at Nathan's body lying in the hospital bed connected to all of this shit. His neck is swollen from the bullet. His eyes are open and he's looking at me as well. "At least you're alive, old man." I say. He doesn't say anything as he watches me. "Everybody 's here to see you. We love you so much, granddaddy Nathan. Even though you not really my real granddad, you been here my whole life and you a better granddaddy than my real grandfather is. You pulled my first tooth, you taught me how to change a tire so I wouldn't be like most rich kids and not know how to do anything, you gave me my first sex talk before my daddy did, you told me about condoms, you taught me about the ladies, you showed me how to cook, you helped me learn how to fight after I got beat up in kindergarten, you even took me outside and taught me how to do all kinds of stuff for when I get grown with my own family. No matter what happens, Nathan, just know you gone forever live through me and just know I love you, G. And excuse my language but you not gone be the only one with a couple bullet wounds." Noble says, wiping his eyes.

I watch as Nathan weakly smiles. They have him on so much medication. He won't talk to anybody. He's just high. But the doctor said he ain't feeling no pain right now. "Nathan, I love you too, old man. You're more of a father my own daddy never was to me. I remember when Ant would tell me all about you when you guys were in jail together and I remember how you got a phone snuck into the prison and would let Ant call me. I remember when you got out of jail when I opened my home up for you. It didn't feel weird at all. Everything felt right. From that moment, you had my back. You're one of the only people who never turned or judged me when you probably should have. You always stayed  down for me, old man, and I appreciate it so much. I'm sitting here crying so hard because I love you. I hate seeing you in this predicament. I hate not knowing whether you'll live or die. I hate wondering if this will be my final moment with you. I hate how you're in the position where you have to fight for your life. Seeing you like this is not easy but imma try to stay my strongest cause I know that's what you want to happen. I know everybody got a death day but damn, Nathan, please don't leave me. Not this way." I say, crying hard. Noble quickly snatches me into a hug, holding me tight while we cry hard together.

We pull away from each other. Nathan's still watching us. He has a ventilation mask on helping him breathe but he still hasn't taken his eyes off of us. I notice him moving his fingers a little. I walk over then grab his hand. He squeezes it tightly, still looking at me. I lean down then kiss his cheek. "I love you. I'll be back to see you tomorrow along with Ant. He's shaken up right now. Maybe, I'll be able to get him to come later tonight or in the morning. Everybody else is waiting to see you." I say. His eyes trail to Noble. Noble leans down then kisses his cheek. "No homo, old man." Noble jokes, laughing as tears roll down his face.

Nathan continues to look at him. I wish I could stay in here all night but the hospital isn't gonna allow it. Plus, I can't be selfish. We can only come in his ICU room two at a time and everybody else is waiting so I have  to go.

-

Everybody visited Nathan. KeKe's staying in the waiting room over night so he'll be right here if something happens and the doctor needs to speak with somebody. Right now I'm at home blowing Ant's phone up. I know this shit is hard but I hate when he just doesn't let anybody know if he's even alright.

"Torren, I'm about to go looking for him. He won't answer the phone." I mumble, wiping my eyes as I put my shoes on. "It's going on twelve in the morning. Girl, you know your husband a hoe. He probably somewhere laid up and gone hit you with the excuse of him being hurt and not thinking straight when you find out he cheating." Torren says. "You know what, shut the fuck up. Why you always gotta throw shade and talk down on him? Damn, he messed up in the past. You know my husband's lifestyle. What if he really somewhere hurt? What if? I doubt he's laid up at a time like this! Now ain't the time for that, Torren and I mean it. Now, if you gone come help me look for him, come. If not, get the fuck out my house and go home! Chill!" I go off on him, grabbing my phone.

"I was out of line. I'm sorry." he apologizes as he puts his shoes on. "But you know I got you, bestfriend. Let's go find him." he says. "Thanks." I mumble.

-

We're in my car riding. We've been looking for two hours. "It's two in the morning. You sure you wanna keep looking?" Torren asks. "I'm positive. That's my husband and my kids father who I actually love so much, even when I'm talking shit. So, yes, I'm gonna look." I say. I grab my energy drink out the cup holder then drink some. "Whatever." he mumbles.

My phone starts ringing. I sigh then answer Montana's call. "What?" I dryly ask, not in the mood to talk to him. He starts chuckling. "It's like that?" his words slur out. "You're drunk. Go to sleep." I demand. He chuckles. "I'm sober enough to know you're about to become a widow in a few minutes. Sorry it had to come down to this cause I love you but shit, ain't this how the game goes?" he asks, chuckling. My eyes widen as I hear Ant yelling in pain in the background.

"What the fuck? No, wait, Montana! Please don't hurt him!" I scream into the phone. Torren's eyes widen as he stares at me, wondering what happened. Montana starts laughing. "Nigga, shut the fuck up screaming like the lil bitch you are, mothafucka!" I hear Montana holler, followed by a loud noise and even more pain filled screams from Ant.

"Montana, stop! Don't hurt him no more, cut it out!" I scream, making a U turn. He chuckles. "Babygirl, he more than hurt. He's dying." he says. "No! I'll do anything, Montana, anything!" I scream. "I know where you are. Pull over right now. A black SUV will pull up in about two minutes. Follow all the instructions you get." he says, then hangs up.

My heart starts beating faster as I pull over. "What the fuck is going on?  You know what, bestfriend, we riding this shit out together through whatever cause I love you. Let's do it." Torren says, taking a deep breath. "I love you." I mumble.

I start having flash backs of the memories of Ant and I. I remember like yesterday how happy and proud I made him when he watched our twins come into the world. I remember the big smile on his face on our wedding day. I remember the good, bad, and ugly times. If I lose him tonight, I don't know what I'll do. I can't take no more of this.  First Montreal, then Nathan, now Ant. Why the fuck is this happening to me?

Like Montana said, a black SUV just pulled up. "Get out car." a tall guy wearing a ski mask demands. Torren and I do as told. "Are you serious? Bitch nigga, you messing my mothafuckin' lashes up!" Torren goes off as him and and another guy tie scarves over our eyes. "Make another sign and I'll send you and your faggot ass fake lashes to the grave." of the men threatens Torren as a gun clicks.

-

I don't know where I am. Now that we're inside, they took the scarves off our eyes. They lead us to a room in the back. I scream in fear as I look at some crocodiles in a cage like thing in the corner of the room. They even have chains around their necks. What type of sick ass person is Montana beneath all of that sweet shit he be talking?

"Keep walking." one of the men demands as they lead Torren and I to the back. "Wassup?" Montana asks, smoking a blunt. He looks high and drunk out of this world. "Why are you doing this?" I ask, crying. He ignores me. My eyes trail behind him. I start screaming at the top of my lungs. Ant's tied up to a pole and his body is slumped over. He's so beat up and bloody to where I can't even recognize his face. The only reason I know it's him is because of the tattoo of Majesty and Noble's newborn footprints on his forearm.

"What the fuck did you do to him? You a bitch, Montana! Fuck you, bitch!" I scream, then spit in his face. I start punching him anywhere I can. "Lowdown ass punk!" I scream at him.

He starts laughing as he gently pushes me away. "Imma let that slide." he says, getting a baby wipe off the wooden table in the corner. I watch in anger as he wipes the spit off his face. "But guess who I saw creeping in my grandma's house with a gun? This nigga. Usually, I would've killed on spot but this is different. As you see, the mothafucka is beaten and broken. He barely holding on over there. And I'm sure you saw my new hungry crocodiles, Ace and Spades. He about to be their dinner. It's on you." he says.

"You a sick, twisted bastard." I say. "Well, that makes two of us. Who do you think is responsible for my brother's death? Who do you think was trying to take my granny out today? I'm sure that's equally sick. Like I always say, retaliation is a must. But today's his lucky day." he says.

"Montana, no!" I scream at him as he lightly presses his machete into Ant's neck. I stare in Ant's swollen eyes, crying hard. He's giving me a look that's saying so much. It's almost like he's saying he loves me and that he knows this is his final moment here on earth.

"Say what you gotta say before I go ahead and chop his head off. I know your pops told you the only way out the game is death if you a bitch. Only the strong survive. Too bad you weren't strong enough, Ant." Montana says. "Fuck... fuck you, nigga." Ant weakly says as he spits blood out his mouth.

"Wait! I'll do whatever, Montana, just let him go!" I scream. "Anything?" he asks. I nod my head. "Be with me. Right here, right now. Everybody get out!" he hollers at his niggas. I watch as they do as told.

"I'll do whatever. Just promise on our son you won't kill him." I say. "Lay down." he demands. I lay down on the floor. "You having my baby. And this bitch ass nigga gone watch us make it." he says. "No! Just kill me! Don't do this shit, don't make her do that cause she don't wanna do it! Kill me!" Ant yells, kicking around.

"It's okay, Ant. It's fine." I say. I close my eyes as Montana kisses my neck and chest. I gasp then arch my back as he eats me out. I'm trying so hard to not think about the situation. Ant's hollering and crying is hurting me so bad. I know this hurts him more than any physical pain ever could and Montana knows that too. He knows this hurts Ant more than anything else.

I close my eyes tight as Montana roughly strokes in and out of me. He's been at it for ten minutes. He bites down on my shoulder. I immediately start crying harder as he nuts in me. "Sorry we had to do it this way. You know I'm in love with you." he says. "You can't love me if you just degraded me like this and made my husband watch." I dryly say, putting my clothes back on.

"Kiss me. Let me know you gone have me forever. You my rib Jessica, and I mean that shit from my heart." Montana says, looking in my eyes. I lean in then kiss his lips. I'm just trying to keep Ant alive. He walks out. "Don't hate me for this, Ant. I just want you alive." I say. "I'd rather be dead. The fuck imma do now, huh? He won. He wins, Jessica. He fucking wins." he says. I lean down then kiss his swollen and bloody lips. "You'll always be number one in my heart, forever and always. Just know that." I whisper, putting a small smile on his face.

I quickly step back as Montana walks back in with his niggas. "Let him down, take the bitch ass nigga to get checked up." he demands. I watch as they let Ant down. I stare at him as he gets carried out by a big man. As long as he's alive, I'm happy.

Montana looks at me. "Fuck... see, this the last thing I wanted to happen. But let's go. We getting Tae and we out." he says. "The hell do you mean we out?" I ask. "Time for a new life, beautiful." he says. I feel like shit.

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