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"Satellites, satellites. Never really made love, but she gon' get it right." - Kevin Gates

JESSIE

"Jelena... mane, please quit crying. Please, baby." I beg my daughter as if she can understand me. She a week old now. Today is the day of Reign and Drew's prom and I'm supposed to be riding with my momma to go  pick up last minute shit for today but Jelena screaming her ass off and I haven't had the chance to even get in the shower yet.

My dad walks in my room. "You look like you on crack and shit. When the last time you got some sleep?" he asks, chuckling. "Two days ago. Mane, I'm going off about two and a half hours of sleep. She wilding the fuck out with the crying." I vent. He starts laughing at me. "Welcome to my world. You see what the fuck I had to go through now. She ain't comfortable, by the way." He says.

I allow him to take her out my arms as she cries. He cuddles her close to him, holding her head. She starts sniffling as she stops crying. "What the fuck you do to make her quit?" I ask in disbelief. "She wasn't comfortable. You gotta find what she like and how she wanna be held. Do what I just did." He instructs. I gently take her out his arms, holding her how he told me to. She ain't crying no more. She just staring at me like she wasn't just about to make me cry my own self.

"I guess you would know since you got a bunch of kids." I point out. He starts laughing. "Yo momma said you going with her to get some stuff for Reign prom." He says. "I'm supposed to but Jelena on some other shit today and I'm just trying to keep her calm. It seem like she wait until I got something to do to get wild as hell." I say. He starts laughing. "Well, I'll watch her while you go get ready. Imma ride with y'all." He says. I nod my head. I'm thankful as hell for his dumb ass. He way more helpful with my daughter than I expected. He taking that granddaddy shit serious as hell.

I just got out the shower and put my clothes on. I walk out my bathroom and back into my room. I shake my head as I watch my dad tickle Jelena. I didn't know my daughter was even ticklish. I feel like a bad father already and she barely been here a whole week. That shit crazy.

I strap her in her carrier then pick it up. My dad follows me out my room. We walk down the stairs and to the kitchen where my momma is. Torren got Reign sitting in a chair. He braiding her hair down. "You getting a sew in?" I ask. She nods her head yes, smiling wide. "Yeah. I got twenty four inches!" she exclaims, pointing at the bundle of weave. I slowly nod my head. I don't half know shit about no hair so I just go along with it when her and my momma start talking about that shit.

"I meant to ask but what color y'all even wearing?" I ask. "Red. You know since he a blood he just had to wanna wear red." She answers, rolling her eyes. "Just red? Y'all boring." I say, laughing. "Naw, we're including some black." She answers. I nod my head then kiss my sister on her forehead. It's good as hell to see her up and happy since all that shit happened to her not that long ago.

I'm in the truck riding with my parents and watching my daughter sleep. "I'm saying though, big titty, when you gone quit playing with a nigga and let me make us official again?" my dad asks my momma, snatching me away from my thoughts. I shake my head as she blankly stares at him.
"Ant, shut the hell up." She demands, making me laugh.

"Jessie, why she wanna keep on playing and shit? We act like a couple and you carrying my kids and shit but you can't even get back with a G?" he asks. My eyes widen. I just damn near choked on the air. "What? You pregnant?" I ask. "Damn, I didn't mean to let that slip. She almost five months with twins." my dad says. "Well thank you for spilling the beans, dumb ass." She snaps on him. I don't think I can handle another baby hollering and crying. So, now it's about to be Dream, Jelena, and then the twins she carrying screaming through the night. I can't take that shit.

"I know what you thinking, mane. We wasn't exactly  expecting no grandchild or no shit. Keep yo mouth shut though cause we having a special announcement after we learn the sex of em." My dad says. I nod my head, not caring anymore. I'm starting to think my pops be knocking her up on purpose. His pullout game can't possibly be that fucking weak. I refuse to believe that shit.

"Why don't you hang out with your little brother?" my momma asks. "Which one?" I ask. They all different and some want less attention than others so I don't know what she saying. "Presley. He be off to himself. Y'all don't hang out with him." She says. "Cause he run his mouth too much about stuff he not supposed to ever speak on. Y'all better not let him find out pops a whole kingpin behind closed doors cause I swear he'll take the organization down on accident and have all y'all in jail." I say.

"I agree, Jessica. Presley ass stay dry snitching." My dad admits. "He don't know no better. Cut him some slack." She says. "Let me guess, you gone say that shit when we locked up for all types of shit I be busting my ass to keep on the low?" he sarcastically asks. "No, I'm just saying he don't know no better." She says. "Aight, Jessica. I'm telling you now and I mean no harm when I say this shit. I'll be damned if I get snatched away from my family cause his ass get in his feelings and wanna call the police or accidentally snitch and shit. Before I spend the rest of my life locked up and away from you, my kids, and my granddaughter, I'll kill Presley. I ain't saying that to hurt you or nothing Jessica, but you know how the game goes just like me." He warns her.

I look down at my shoes. I don't wanna see Presley dead but that's the reality. Everybody getting to know him and growing to love him but  realistically, he a stranger in our house. Nobody love that nigga enough to go to jail cause he can't shut the fuck up. I know it'll hurt my dad if he end up having to kill him but that's what it is, sadly.

"You not killing my damn son!" she snaps on him. "You taking it wrong as hell, Jessica. That nigga straight up called the feds to Vonte house and reported Drew as a drug dealer cause he was in his feelings. The lil nigga do spiteful shit that could end bad as hell. He know what the fuck he be doing. I like him and everything but like I said, I'll kill him before I go to jail cause he can't shut his ass up." He goes off on her. I shake my head, zoning their arguing out.

"Like I said, Antasia, he's trying to fit in and he learned from his mistakes but of course you don't know that cause you only spend two seconds with him and ignore him after that just because he ain't your fucking son! You selfish as hell! You claim you love Tae too but you barely give a shit about what he gets into just cause he ain't yours! You treat Tae and Presley different from everybody else and it's like you don't even try to hide the shit no more!" she yells at him, becoming emotional. Yep, she definitely pregnant.

"Quit hollering with my granddaughter in the back trying to rest, Jessica. You doing too much and turning this into something different. I don't play favorites with none of these kids but I ain't gone pretend like they my sons neither cause they not! The fuck you want me to do about that, mane? I love Tae but I'll never love him as my blood cause he ain't my child!" he goes back off on her.

She stares at him in disbelief as he focuses on the road. "I took two of your children by other women in and never once complained even when we weren't together. I have always loved them as my own but you got a problem when it's your turn to do the same!" she screams. "Aight, can y'all quit arguing? I think y'all just having a lot of miscommunication right now. Pops, She got a point. She ain't ever turned her back on me from the beginning so she expect  the same with Tae nem." I explain.

He shakes his head. "I'm done talking about this shit with you. You know I love Tae to death and you know I'm growing to care for Presley and that's that." He says. "I don't even care no more. Ant, be quiet." She demands. I swear my parents act like a crazy ass teenaged couple but that's nothing new. I bet they 'll be cool later today.

We just got to this designer's place and got Reign's dress. "How much this shit is?" my dad asks the gay ass white man who designed it. I've seen the lil nigga on TV for his dresses he make and shit. "It's four thousand dollars." He answers. My dad shakes his head as my momma innocently smiles and whistles. "That's the only reason you invited me to come. Yo ass want me to buy the dress." He says, chuckling.

"You right so go ahead." She says, taking his stack out her purse. I watch as he counts the money out in hundreds. He hands it to the man. One thing I admire about my parents twisted  relationship is how they always keep it G. She tote the guns and she tote his stacks and when he wanna get high, she got the weed in her bag too. That's that thug ass love I be wanting in my life sometimes.

We stopped at a million places for shit for Reign. "So, the backdrop will be black with the red balloons and I can't wait to put the red carpet out for them to take pictures on." My momma exclaims to my dad like they weren't just arguing not that long ago. "Mane, I got a bad feeling about this prom shit but I don't know... Imma have security follow without her knowing it cause I can't shake the feeling I got." He admits. I thought I was the only one with that feeling. I guess not.

TORREN

I don't know why this baby wanted a sew in when she got a head full of beautiful hair that's longer than the weave I'm installing.
"Ain't you thankful for your uncle Torren? You got the best weave stylist in Cali doing your shit for free." I joke, making her laugh. I cleared my schedule just for her beautiful ass. "Thanks. I'm nervous about tonight." She admits.

"Why? Drew a handsome lil boy. He don't look cheap. Don't worry, you won't have to pay for your own food." I joke. She starts laughing. "What if he don't like how I look?" she asks. "Fuck how he feel, child. If he got a problem  with anything you wearing to his prom, tell him he should've asked some other bitch to go." I answer. One thing I've learned about Reign and even Jessica is that they're very insecure behind the tough act they like to do. Both of em are gorgeous but don't even realize it.

She sighs. "What if he stand me up and go with another girl?" she asks.  "Quit thinking like that. He ain't about to do that." I tell her. I look at the front door as it opens. Ant's cricket looking ass just walked in behind  Jessica holding a bunch of shit. "Wassup iguana looking ass nigga?" I ask him. He looks me up and down. "Go lick a dick, gay ass nigga," he says, making me laugh. Jessica lucky she my best friend cause if she wasn't
, I would've turned his fine ass out a long time ago.

Jessica sits at the table. "Thank you so much for doing her hair. What you have done so far is beautiful. " She compliments me, looking at the hair. "No problem. I need a favor now, babygirl." I say. "What is it?" she asks. I chuckle. "I almost forgot this child was sitting here. Girl, I'll tell you later." I answer , laughing. I wanna ask her to hook me up with Ant's cousin Tez. The nigga is straight but I can turn any man out so I ain't  worried about the sexuality he identifies as.

"Have you talked to Vonte?" Jessica asks Ant. "Earlier. He was getting the corsage." He answers. "Is Drew excited?" Reign asks. "Please tell this girl she'll be beautiful and if he don't like it he can fuck himself." I say, shaking my head. Ant looks at her. "You beautiful, Reign. That nigga ain't gone have shit negative to say. He ain't got the room no way cause he got a whole tattoo dedicated to you." He says, making Jessica laugh hard as hell. "He what?" I ask. "He went and got a tattoo everybody know dedicated to her but he'll deny it until his ass die." She answers.

LaLa walks in here holding a football. "Jessie, can you play football with me outside?" she asks. "I got the baby right now and I'm trying to get her to go back to sleep." He answers, holding her while sitting at the table. "I hate that baby. Everybody ignore me and just be all up under Dream and Jelena!" LaLa snaps. "La, it ain't even like that. Chill out." Jessie says, seeming irritated. "If you don't lose the attitude now!" Jessica demands. "LaLa, cut that shit out. They babies. They need a lot more attention right now. Jessie got a daughter now and you gotta understand he gotta take care of her." Ant explains.

"That's some bullshit!" she screams. My mouth drops. "It's some what?" Ant asks, looking her up and down as he takes his belt off. "You about to whoop me? I didn't try to say that." She says. Ant hands the belt to Jessica. "Your ass didn't try not to say it neither. Bend over and hold the counter." Jessica demands, folding the belt in half. Her big belly ass ain't got no business whooping nobody while she damn near five months pregnant with twins but of course, Jessica's crazy ass think she a superhuman and shit.

REIGN

My hair is flawless and so is my makeup. I've been up all day long to get myself together. My momma just helped me in my dress. "Awww, you look so gorgeous!" she exclaims, recording me on her phone. "Drew outside! Hurry up, hell!" my grandpa Nathan yells, banging on my parent's bedroom door. "Here we come, old man!" she yells back, making me laugh. I can just imagine him throwing up his middle finger outside the door.

"Oh my God." My mom says, in tears. I smile a little. I do look good as hell.  My dress is a custom made mermaid style dress. It hugs my curves I didn't know I had and has a V neck. The bottom is red and black and has a long train. It's hard to even describe this dress but it's beautiful. "Pose real quick." She says, laughing. I pose for her then laugh as she hypes me up. "Hell yeah, my daughter so fine!" she exclaims, taking a billion pictures.

"Thank you. How is my hair in the back?" I ask. I got it bone straight and it's beautiful and has a certain shine to it too.  "It's gorgeous. Reign, Imma cry." She says, laughing as she fans her face. "Wow. What time do I have to be back home?" I ask. "Like  three in the morning if you end up going somewhere but that's only if you stay with Drew the whole time." She answers. "My daddy cool with me being out that late?" I ask, shocked. "I doubt it but I'll convince him so don't worry. Just make sure you check in with us." She says. I nod my head.

She opens the door then grabs my hand. "Ant!" she yells. He jogs up the stairs. I'm smiling wide as hell. My dad is walking me down the stairs and we have a photographer here to capture all those moments. "You fresh ain't it, mane?" I ask. "Ya know how ya old nigga do." He says, making me laugh. He's so cocky. He's dressed in all black and the shirt has a little red in it. He got his chain on and everything. My daddy be so fresh, it's crazy.

My momma is dressed in all black too and her makeup has red in it. They went all out just to take pictures with me before I go. My mom walks down the stairs. I can't help but laugh as loud music starts playing throughout the house. "Y'all so extra." I say to my dad. He kisses me on my forehead then smiles. "You know we had to make this shit special for you." He says. "Thank you." I say. I'm really grateful for it.

"Anytime. How your stomach feeling?" he asks. "It's fine for now. I'm heavily medicated." I say, laughing. I'm surprised I'm not high as usual. My dad got me some marijuana pills behind my momma's back to help deal with the pain. I don't know why people think weed isn't a medication. It's helping me more than any of the other pills I have. I feel so calm when I take them.

He chuckles. "I don't wanna keep secrets from your momma so Imma tell her I got you weed pills tomorrow so it don't mess up your prom." He says. I nod my head then hug him. "We ready!" my momma yells from downstairs. My dad grabs my hand. I'm nervous as hell. My dad is slowly walking me down the stairs.

"Why do you have a gun in your other hand?" I mumble. "In case I gotta shoot yo lil boyfriend." He jokes. My family is going wild as hell staring at me. We just got to the bottom of the stairs and literally everybody is here and got their phones out. My dad wraps his arm around me. I smile at the photographer as she takes pictures.

"Damn! Bruh, look at my fuckin' sister, G!" KeKe exclaims, taking pictures. It looks like we in the hood. All types of drug dealers and shit my dad know are here. "You look beautiful." My granddaddy says, wrapping his arm around me for a picture. I haven't even seen Drew. My mom hops in the picture with my dad, granddad, and I. Everybody came color coordinated as hell. My dad, uncle,  all my older male cousins, and both of my grandpas are dressed alike.

These folks had me take a million pictures. They're finally done taking me pictures. "Where is Drew?" I ask my uncle Vonte. He ignores me then grabs my hand. Everybody start walking outside. I burst into laughter. It's music playing out here, a red carpet, and a bunch of red and black balloons. They didn't do none of this shit when my brothers went to their proms so I'm shocked.

My mouth drops. "My nigga fresh as hell,  on god!" Majesty exclaims, looking at Drew. I can't even lie, he looks so sexy right now. He's wearing an all red tuxedo and the jacket has a black lapel. His shirt underneath is matte black and he has on a red and black bow tie. His shoes match it perfectly. His hair is cut sexy as hell and his facial hairs are neatly lined up.  The only car parked in our driveway is a Lamborghini that's painted red and black. There's red rose pedals leading up to it. Drew is leaned against it, smirking at me.

I feel horny all of a sudden. He looks so fucking good. He stands up, holding a large bouquet of red roses. "These for you." He says, handing them to me. "Thank you." I say, smiling wide as hell.  The flash on the photographer's camera is constantly going off. He hugs me tight. "You look sexy as hell... You so fucking beautiful, Reign." He says in my ear. It's like all my anger I had towards him just disappeared and it's crazy.

"What the hell all the whispering about?" my dad asks, making everybody laugh. "Nothing. Just telling yo daughter how I'd fuck the shit outta her if she was that kinda girl." Drew lies. "Don't make me shoot you in yo ass." My dad threatens him, making me laugh hard. Drew is so stupid.

"Pose so we can get pictures." My mom demands. Drew turns me around then wraps his arms around me from behind. I feel his hard ass dick on my butt even through the material my dress is made of.  My dad looks like he's trying so hard to not snap on Drew for how he's holding me. I can't believe he's openly putting his dick on me in front of my family.

He put the corsage  on my wrist and I put the flower on his jacket. Of course, they had to take a million pictures of that. He spins me around, making me laugh. He wraps his arms around me, staring down at me while holding me by my waist. "Can I get a kiss?" the photographer asks. "Hell naw." My dad snaps. "Ant, let them take the picture." My mom says. He glares at her. "You bullshitting." He says. "Go ahead." My mom says ignoring him. It's just a picture. Drew and I kiss for the picture. "Beautiful!" the photographer exclaims.

"So, I guess it's just fuck how Ant feel." My dad snaps on my momma.  "Chill out, Ant. The girl growing up." My granddaddy says. He shakes his head. "You bet not be fucking tonight." My dad says. My momma hugs me. "Don't have sex and have fun though." She whispers in my ear. I nod my head then wave goodbye to everybody. Drew opens my door for me. I get in then smile at him. He chuckles then closes the door.

He just got in the car. "This bitch so clean ain't it?" he asks. I nod my head yes, looking around. "Who car is it?" I ask. "Vonte. He got this bitch painted not that long ago." He answers. I nod my head as I put my seat belt on. He pulls out our driveway then stops at the gate. It opens up. He drives out then glances at me. "You cool?" he asks. "Yeah. It's just... well, you didn't even wanna have nothing to do with me but now I'm suddenly going to your prom. It's kind of confusing, honestly." I admit.

He reaches over and grabs my hand. I smile as he kisses it. "Fuck that shit. We not gone talk about that shit tonight. We just about to enjoy the night . That's cool with you?" he asks, smiling a little. "Yeah." I answer. I hope he don't go back to fucking with my feelings after this.

"You wanna eat before or after the prom? I got reservations for both cause I didn't know what you would wanna do." He says. "Afterwards." I answer. He nods his head. I'm scared cause I don't know nobody at whatever school he goes to. I thought Drew was homeschooled this whole time but I guess his ass just don't ever go to school or something.

We just got to some nice ass venue. The female officer at the front just searched my clutch. "I see you, my nigga." some nigga says to Drew, pointing at me. Drew wraps his arm around my waist. "My girl fine as hell ain't it?" he asks, laughing. I stare at him in shock . This nigga got me walking through this prom treating me like a trophy wife or something. Everybody's eyes are on us and niggas are constantly grinning at him and giving him props. "I'm convinced you only invited me so I could make you look good in front of your friends." I say to him.

He looks at me. "Quit thinking like that." He says, pulling a chair out for me. I sit down in it. He sits next to me then pulls his phone out. He wraps his arm around my neck then takes the picture of us. "Why is that girl staring so hard?" I mumble. "I used to fuck her, to be real with you and she on some jealous shit cause I cut her off." He admits. I shake my head. I'm already uncomfortable with this whole thing.

"It seems like you didn't genuinely wanna take me. I feel like you just want me here cause you look good in front of your niggas." I say. "If I didn't want you here, I would've never asked. Quit trying to argue. You wanna dance?" He asks. I nod my head yes.

He stands up then grabs my hand. This prom is live as hell. They playing the best music out right now and so many people are dancing. Grind On Me starts playing loudly. "Your school must be trying to make people parents tonight." I joke. Girls are dancing so dirty on the niggas. It looks like sex on the dance floor, literally. The administrators here ain't saying shit about it neither.

"You gone look around or you bout to dance for a nigga?" Drew asks. "I don't know how to do what they doing." I mumble. "Yes you do. Do what you was doing when I walked in on you dancing in your underwear." He says, wrapping his arms around me. I step away from him. "I'm shy." I say. He sighs. "If you think we gone talk the whole time and not dance, you tripping." He says. "Drew, I just can't dance." I say. He gets behind me, holding my waist. I'm standing straight up while he grinds on me from behind. I'm too scared to dance with him but this does feel good. He's grinding and stroking as if he's fucking me from behind and I wasn't expecting it from him.

He stops dancing. "Reign, you tripping. Quit making me grind when you just standing there staring at other people. You making me look dumb." He says, sounding annoyed. "My stomach isn't all the way healed." I mumble. I didn't wanna complain but I'm scared it'll be too painful if I do too much. People tend to forget I'm not completely healed yet.

He sighs. "Reign... come on, Imma be gentle with it. Just slowly grind and I'm right behind you." He says. I'm so scared. He gently wraps his arms around me from behind. I've never danced dirty with a dude before a day in my life. He starts grinding behind me. I look around then try to copy what the other girls are doing. He pulls me closer to him then speeds up. "Speed up." he mumbles. I do as told. He's damn near dry fucking me harder and harder at this point. I don't know if that's normal or if he's just overly horny and wishing he could be inside of meright now.

He starts kissing me on my neck while moving one of his hands to my titties. "Damn." I mumble, trying to keep from moaning. I'll just have to get my ass beat when I get home cause I'm positive he's gonna leave  hickeys but him kissing and sucking my neck while brushing his tongue across my skin feels too good for me to tell him to stop.

He turns me around then pecks my lips. "So, you'll be my-" he stops talking as some girl walks over here. He pulls away from me. "I thought you didn't have a date. She cute." she nonchalantly says. I raise my eyebrow as she constantly touches on him. "This Reign." He introduces me. She rolls her eyes. "Mikayla." she says, redirecting her attention to him.

"You said you wasn't coming." He says. "Well, I'm here." she says. He doesn't say anything as he avoids eye contact with me. He sighs. "You gone dance with me or not?" she asks. He grabs her hand then walks to the middle of the dance floor with her. My mouth drops as he dances with her like I'm not here. What the fuck? I just wanna cry at this point. I knew it was too good to be true. He just straight up shitted on me like I'm nothing.

My throat is burning while I fight back tears. That shit just hurt my feelings so bad. He's always fucking with my feelings but that was just too far. I'm walking to the bar area where they're serving soft drinks. "What can I get for you?" the white woman asks, smiling. "A sprite." I answer. She puts it in a clear cup then hands it to me. "Are you okay?" she asks. "Yeah." I lie, quickly walking away.

I wipe the single tear off my face then sit down at a table far away from where Drew is dancing with that bitch Mikayla. He's so fucking disrespectful. Some nigga sits next to me. He seems gay as hell.  "Not to be nosey but I saw Drew leave you to dance with that stupid hoe.  Don't cry, get even." He says. "I'd appreciate it if you get out my business cause I don't know you!" I snap. "I'm not trying to offend you. I'm just saying he ain't the only sexy nigga here. Don't cry, go put that ass on another man." He says, laughing.

I shake my head then sigh as I watch Drew. He's dancing with this girl like it's their wedding day or something. Everybody's looking at the two of them. I'm so embarrassed right now. I just want to go home. "I'm Miguel." He introduces himself, extending his hand. I look at the black nail polish on his fingernails then shake his hand. "Reign. How you black with a name like Miguel?" I ask, making him laugh. "Hell, I don't know." He answers.

He grabs my hand.  Some nigga walks over here. He's sexy but not as sexy as Drew. Miguel winks at me. "She need a dance partner, Jay." He says. Jay smiles at me. "Wassup?" he asks. His voice is so deep. I can tell by his demeanor he's from the hood. "He look like he got a big ass dick." Miguel whispers in my ear, making me laugh. He ain't lying. He does look like his dick is huge.

Miguel unlocks his phone. "Girl, put your number in. We can hit a party when we leave this bitch." He says. I type my number in. Miguel seems like cool people and everybody know I don't have friends, just my crazy family and sometimes I need  break from them.

Miguel says his goodbyes then walks off. "What's yo name?" Jay asks. "Reign." I answer. "Who you came with?" he asks. "A family friend. He left me to dance with another bitch." I answer, rolling my eyes. "I came to this bitch with my niggas. They left a nigga. You wanna dance?" he asks. I glance at Drew as she twerks on him then nod my head yes. If he can do it, I can too.

I've been having a good ass time with Jay. He got me doing all the dance moves I've done in my mirror that I thought I'd never do in public. Bring It Back is playing loud as hell and I'm throwing my ass all the way back on him and I can tell he feeling me. He falls back into a chair, still holding my waist while I continue to twerk on him. Plenty of people are watching us. We're damn near surrounded.

The song stops playing. He laughs a little then pull me down on his lap. I smile as he grabs my hand. "I just met you but damn, you cool as hell." He admits. "Same." I agree. He don't do too much and I love that. "You look beautiful. Let me get yo number." He says, handing me his phone. I take it out his phone then start typing my number in it. I hand it back to him.

Drew storms over here. "What the fuck you think you doing?" he snaps on me. "Drew, fuck off." I demand. "Who the hell is you?" Jay asks. "Nigga, fuck you. I ain't talking to you. Reign, get up, now." Drew goes off. Jay starts laughing. "Niggas really can't control they emotions. Dude a lil bitch, Reign. This yo nigga?" Jay asks, holding me tighter.

Drew steps back then punches Jay dead in his jaw. I quickly get off his lap so I won't get hit too. Drew swung that one time and hella strong punches followed that. Him and Jay are fighting like crazy in the middle of the prom. This is so embarrassing. They breaking all types of shit. Jay ain't doing too bad but Drew is honestly fucking him up. I knew that bitch comment was gonna set Drew off. I wish Jay never said it, honestly.

Two niggas jump in the fight, swinging on Drew. My eyes widen. I pick up a chair then start swinging it on those niggas. "Get off him!" I scream, fucking them up with this chair. Every time they get up, I hit they asses again. I can't stand Drew half of the times but these niggas ain't about to jump him. Officers start running over here out of nowhere. "Let me go!" I scream, holding on to the chair for dear life so I can swing it again but this officer won't let my other arm go.

They broke that up and arrested everybody. All of us are sitting outside waiting for a parent to show my I roll my eyes at Drew. I sigh as my uncle Vonte's black and yellow Audi pulls up. I purposely didn't call my own parents. He gets out then walks over here. "I got an officer. These my kids." He lies. "Next time you will be going to jail." the officer says. I'm guessing they recognized me or something cause they cut us a lot of slack.

My uncle motions for us to follow him. We get in his car. "Where you park at?" he bluntly asks Drew. Drew points to the left. My uncle starts driving in that direction. "Can y'all two ever go somewhere without doing some dumb shit?" he asks. "Look, some young nigga called me a bitch." Drew says. "So! If you would've never left me to dance with another girl, we wouldn't be having these problems! Drew left me for somebody else and got mad cause I found someone else to dance with!" I go off.

"Mane, look. Y'all gone either get it together or leave each other the fuck alone. All the drama between y'all getting real childish and annoying to me. What the fuck y'all about to do?" he asks us. "She should've never been dancing with another nigga if she came here with me." Drew says. "You sound dumb as fuck, mane. You danced with somebody else so she did the same shit. You got what you gave. Problem solved. Get out my car." He demands, pulling up to Drew's parking space.

I chuckle. Drew gets out the car with an attitude. My uncle winks at me. "I love you." He says. "I love you too." I say, then close my door. I walk to the Lamborghini then get in on my side. Drew pulls out the parking space staring straight ahead. It's like I can feel the anger coming off of him or something.

"It ain't my fault." I say, breaking the silence between us. "Okay." He says, shaking his head. "You can take me home if we just gonna beef with each other." I say. "No problem." He says, making a U turn in the middle of the street. I can't believe him right now. He's mad when he was in the wrong from the beginning. Niggas love dishing shit they can't take and he ain't no different with his wanna be tough ass.

"You make me sick." I say. "Well, throw up and go the hospital since I make you so fucking sick." He sarcastically says. "You can't possibly think what you did was okay." I say. "I ain't ever say it was okay but that don't mean go fuck off with some random ass nigga at my prom. All my niggas know you came with me, bruh. You embarrassed the fuck outta me." He says.

"Okay, you embarrassed me too, Drew, so what you saying? You made me wanna go ball up and hide in a corner somewhere. She walked up and you took off with her like you didn't come with me." I snap on him. "What the fuck you expected me to do if you half ass danced with me and shit? I didn't come to prom to be bored as hell with your shaky ass so I let another bitch do what you wouldn't do! Straight up!" he goes back off on me.

I stare at him in disbelief. "Take me home, seriously cause you just made me so mad." I say. "You can't get mad. You didn't even wanna dance with me, bruh." He says. "That's not the point! You asked me to your damn prom then got to the mothafucka and blatantly disrespected me by walking off to dance with some rude ass bitch and you don't expect me to be mad about it?" I yell.

"It's over with now! What the fuck you want me to do now, huh? That bitch don't mean shit to me, you the one that matter to me! It was just a dance but naw, yo ass just had to go over there and act like you was falling in love with the young nigga!" he hollers at me. I rarely even see Drew mad about anything so when he gets mad at me, I be scared as hell.

"I can't tell I'm the one who matter to you! If I meant anything to you, you wouldn't make me wonder how the fuck you feel and you wouldn't have done that! That hurt my feelings so bad, Drew!" I go off. "So, what now? My bad, Reign. I'm sorry." He says, calming down. "You're sexy when you get pissed off." I mumble, looking at him.

"Really? You childish. I'm so serious right now and you wanna joke around?" he asks. "I don't know what you want me to say. How you feel about me? I'm sick of going back and forth with you!" I go off. He sighs. "I'm done arguing with you." He says. "Okay? You taking me home or what?" I ask. "I was but now I ain't. I didn't make reservations for nothing." he dryly says.

We've been sitting in a fancy restaurant for thirty minutes. The only time we've talked is when we ordered our food. He's staring at the Los Angeles view out the large, fancy window and I'm just looking at the water in my glass. "We gone sit here and hate each other?" I ask him. "I don't hate you, Reign." He says, still staring out the window.

"How you feel about me? Stop playing with my feelings cause I'm tired of it. Tell me what it is now." I demand. He directs his attention to me.  I watch as he pulls his jacket and shirt sleeve up, revealing the detailed tattoo of the girl under the umbrella with the purple details added to it. "I got a tattoo dedicated to you and you mean to tell me you don't know how I feel about you?" he calmly asks.

My heart starts beating fast. "You said it wasn't about me." I mumble. "I lied. I lied hard as fuck. I be getting so mad at you and I be having every intention to leave you alone but then I can't for nothing. I went and got a tattoo dedicated to you. This shit not ever coming off. I don't know what we are but I want you to always be around cause I got love for you." He says. "You got love for me or do you love me, Drew?" I ask. He grabs my hand. "I love the shit outta you. I can't even deny it no more. I need you in my life forreal, mane." He admits, gently massaging my hand with his thumb.

I'm so caught off guard. "You mean that?" I ask. "I'm a real ass nigga. You know I meant that shit." He says, looking me in my eyes. We lean in then kiss. "I love you too. So... what took you so long to admit it?" I ask. He shrugs he shoulders, leaning back a little. "Girls ain't the only  ones with trust issues, Reign." He answers, chuckling.

I nod my head then motion for him to come to my side of the booth. He gets up then walks over here. He slides in the booth next to me. I lay my head on his shoulder then take pictures of us on his phone. "I'm so happy even though we were having problems." I admit. He kisses me on my cheek. "Me too." He says.

I gasp as he lifts my dress on the low. "What you doing?" I whisper. "Just relax." He demands, moving my panties to the side while he looks around the area. I gasp as he massages my clit. The waiter walks over here. "Your food will be out in less than five minute." He says. I look down at the table, trying to keep myself together while Drew plays with my pussy. "Thank you, mane." Drew says, chuckling. Our waiter quickly walks away from us.

"Stop." I quietly moan. He pulls his hand from under my dress. I fix my dress then glare at him. He slowly licks his fingers. "That pussy good, Reign." he says, making me throb down below. I'm bluhshing my ads off right now. He's such a freak.

Our waiter comes back with our food. He sits it down in front of us. "Eighty dollars for one small piece of chicken? Damn, fancy restaurants be plucking our asses." Drew says, shaking his head as he stares at his plate. "You didn't have to make reservations here. I honestly enjoyed going to the hood to eat with you that time." I admit. He smiles then looks me up and down. "You trying to go back when we leave here? My uncle ain't home so it's on you." He says.

I shake my head no. "No, not really." I admit. I watch as he eat some of the rice on his plate. "What you wanna do then?" he asks.  "Have sex." I whisper. He starts laughing. "Why you whispering like a child? If you really want to, we can but it's up to you forreal." He says, shrugging his shoulders. "I want to." I say.

He nods his head then continues to eat. "You my friend before anything else and mane, a nigga not trying to lose you. You sure you wanna fuck?" he asks. I nod my head yes as I eat my food. I'm scared as shit but I'm ready now. I wanted to lose my virginity to him but the fuck nigga raped me. I'll consider this my first time. 

We just got to a hotel room he already had paid for. I sit down on the bed. "It's eleven and I have to be home by three." I say. He nods his head, taking his clothes off. I bite my lip, staring at his tattoos as he unbuttons his shirt. He throws his clothes in the chair. He's just standing here in his Versace underwear smirking at me.

He walks over to the bed then sits next to me. I smile as he takes my heels off for me. I stand up. He helps me out of my dress then smiles. "Why you covering yo stomach?" he asks. "The scar. It's ugly." I admit. He moves my arms then gently kisses my scar.

"Be gentle. It's not all the way healed." I tell him. He lays me down then spreads my legs. I watch as he pulls my panties down. He goes down on me, holding me in place as I moan. I don't know if it's cause I'm not very experienced but Drew gives the best head in the whole world. His shit is so good.

He licks from my clit on up to my chest, taking a nipple in his mouth afterwards. I'm horny as hell and it's like my body is begging for his dick even though I've never had it. He pulls his boxers down. My mouth drops a little as I stare at his dick. It's so big and it's fully on hard right now. It's so handsome to me. He's the only dude I've ever been this attracted to.

He strokes it with his hand. I sit up, trying to suck it. He pushes me back. "What you doing? At least let me return the favor and suck your dick." I say. He starts laughing. "Naw, I fucked up earlier so Imma make it up to you. This shit gone hurt for a couple seconds." He warns me. I nod my head. He puts himself at my entrance. "Wait. Where's a condom?" I ask. "Fuck." He mumbles, getting out the bed.

He gets one out of his pants pocket. I watch as he puts it on in one swift motion. I spread my legs a little. He pushes them further apart then pushes half of himself in me at once. I couldn't help the scream that came out. He didn't warn me or nothing. He pushes the rest in, making me scream again. "Ouch, you could've gave me a heads up." I say, breathing heavily. That shit hurt bad as hell. He kisses me on my lips. "Shut the fuck up so I can make love to yo ass." He groans, stroking in and out of me.

I'm moaning my ass off. This feels so damn good. I wasn't expecting it to feel like this after the bad situation I was in. He starts stroking way faster and harder than he was before. I'm moaning and he's letting a couple of moans slip out here and there. "Fuck, yo pussy so good." He groans. It's like my mind is so blank. It feels so amazing. I feel like I'm literally floating on a cloud. I didn't know dick could do that to you.

"Ahh, shit, Drew!" I exclaim, gripping his shoulders as a feeling I've never felt in my life takes over my whole body. My body is shaking so hard. He pulls out of me then kisses my forehead. "You like that?" he asks. I nod my head yes, trying to catch my back. "Arch yo back then." He demands.

I sit up then arch my back. He grabs my waist then pushes my down further to where he's comfortable. I'm down for round two. I know my parents will be mad as hell if they find out I'm having sex with him but it's my body and I'll be honest if they ask me. I love the shit out of him. I love him enough to not even hide it now.

DREW

I'm amazed at how good her pussy is. I'm finna tear her ass up from behind. "What's taking so long?" she asks. I push her down further then start licking her pussy to distract her from what I'm doing. I'm taking off the condom and I don't need her to realize I'm doing the shit. I ball it up then stick it under one of the pillows. I know it ain't cool to do no shit like this. I've never done it but I gotta see how this pussy feel without the condom on.

I push my dick in her. I damn near moaned just then. This shit feel so damn good. It's so wet and tight. It's like her shit was made just for my dick. It fit me like a glove. I'm so in love with it. I grip her waist tight while I fuck her hard. She moaning and trying to run. She constantly trying to push me back but her ass ain't going nowhere.

"Oooh Drew, it feels so good. It feels so different this time. What you doing?" she loudly moans. I guess she can feel the difference between my bare skin and the condom just like I can feel the shit. "Nothing. I love you." I say, pushing her head down so she won't look at me.

She came two more times and I'm still going. I'm finna nut. I grip her tight, nutting all in her while I kiss her neck. I pull out then turn around. I quickly snatch the condom from under the pillow. "I love you." I tell her. "I love you too." She says.

I climb on top of her then kiss her, adding tongue. She starts staring me in my eyes. "Please don't treat me different since you finally got pussy from me." She mumbles. I kiss her cheek. "Naw, I ain't. So we official?" I ask. She nods her head yes. "Bet. You my girl now." I say, then kiss her forehead.

Somebody starts banging on the door hard as hell.  "Yo daddy know you here or something?" I ask, getting up. She shakes her head no, getting under the covers naked. I guess she don't even give a fuck no more. I open one of the closets then grab one of the white robes out of there. I put it on then get my gun off the chair.

I snatch the door open then stop dead in my tracks as I stare at Mikayla. She came in some booty shorts, a tank top, and flip flops ready to get fucked. Shit. I forgot I even invited this bitch to the hotel when I was mad at Reign and ready to take her home. "Bruh... you gotta leave." I whisper to her. "Why? I didn't come here to leave." She says. "Naw... you don't understand. You gotta go, Mikayla. My girl in here." I whisper.

"Your girl? Since when? I thought I was your bitch! Move, nigga!" she snaps, shoving me out the way and storming past me. I tried to snatch her but but that shit useless. Reign already saw her now. "This shit not what it look like, Reign." I try to explain. "What the fuck?" Reign yells, covering herself with the sheets. "So you fucking this bitch?" Mikayla snaps. "Bitch, who you calling a bitch?" Reign yells.

I snatch Mikayla back. I can't let Reign fight her cause I don't want her stitches in her stomach to get messed up again. "Reign, I ain't with this girl, bruh. We was just fucking and I forgot I invited her here when we got mad and I was finna take you home." I explain. Reign staring at me so hard. Her makeup all messed up cause she crying now. Damn, I feel like a fucked up ass nigga. She crying and her facial expression shows how heartbroken she is.

It look like I straight up played her for some pussy when that ain't even the case. "Mikayla, get the fuck out!" I demand. "No! Fuck you! You told me she was just yo big homie's niece and you invited her to prom just for show! Now you telling me she yo bitch? Hell naw, dumb ass nigga!" Mikayla goes off on me.

Reign stands up, still holding the sheets around her body. I watch as she silently gets her clothes off the chair. She walks in the bathroom then slams the door behind her. "Really?" I snap on Mikayla. "You the one who lied like she was a mothafucking nobody! I would not be here ready to fuck if you didn't invite me earlier and if I would've known you had a whole bitch, I definitely wouldn't be here!" she goes off on me.

"Look... that's my girlfriend, mane. Just get out my hotel room." I calmly say. She shakes her head. "Fuck you!" she snaps, then storms out the room. I lock the door then take a deep breath. "Reign, open up." I demand, knocking on the door. She snatches
It open, fully dressed. "Take me the fuck home, bitch! At least you finally got what the fuck you wanted from me, piece of shit!" she yells, shoving me out the way.

"Reign, watch yo mouth and that didn't look right but it wasn't supposed to happen and it was a big misunderstanding." I explain. "I don't wanna hear it, Drew. Take me home." She demands, holding back tears. I'll just talk to her when she calm down cause it's no point when she this upset. I swear this shit was not supposed to happen.

We in the car riding in complete silence. I feel so shitty. "I gotta tell you something." I say, breaking the silence. "What?" she dryly asks. "What if I told you I nutted all in you?" I ask. "Shut the fuck up. I'm not in the mood for jokes!" she snaps. "I'm not joking. I took off the condom and I nutted in you." I admit.

She starts staring at me like I'm crazy. "What the fuck is wrong with  you? I'm really done with you! Take me home! Delete my number!" she screams at the top of her lungs. I turn around then pull into the Walgreens parking lot. "You mad at me and shit but unless you want a baby, you gotta take this plan B pill I'm finna buy you." I say. "Shut the fuck up!" she snaps on me. "Look... I don't mind having a baby with you but if you don't want one, let me get you the pill." I say.

She shakes her head then gets out the car, slamming the door behind her. I get out then walk  in the store. "Can I get a plan B pill?" I ask the woman working in the back. I watch as she unlocks the case with her key. I grab it then thank her. This shit expensive for one pill but I'm guessing it's worth it.

I just got back to her house. "Here." I say, handing Reign the bottle of Gatorade and the pill I bought. I watch as she takes the pill. I hug her then kiss her cheek. "I'm sorry for fuckin' up, bruh. I love you but if you done, I understand. Let me walk you in." I say. "Fuck off. I don't need you to walk me nowhere!" she snaps, throwing the empty pill box at me. I watch as she walks in her house then sigh. This shit crazy.

I just got back home. Vonte sitting on the couch smoking. I sit next to him. He hands me the blunt. I hit it then hand it back. "We got together then broke up. My old bitch popped up at the room." I answer. "You fucked my niece?" he instantly asks, becoming serious as hell. "Yeah." I answer truthfully. He just staring at me in silence. He shakes his head. "So, you fucked her and broke her heart all in one night?" he asks. "As fucked up as it sound, yeah. But nigga, you know I didn't mean to break her heart like that." I explain.

He sighs then leans back on the couch. "Don't be shocked when Ant come over here wilding out." He warns me. "I didn't mean to hurt her." I say. He shakes his head. "Damn... ion even know what to say. Imma call and check on her later. Why you fuck her, Drew, damn?" he snaps on me, catching me off guard.

"She wanted to do it and it just happened, mane." I answer. "Did you at least wrap up?" he asks. I sigh. "Can I be real with you?" I ask. He face palms himself. "I did at first then I took it off but I got her a plan B pill and she took it so we straight." I explain. He stands up. "I'm so pissed off, ion know what to fuck to do." he says, then walks out. Damn, I must have really fucked up if Vonte got pissed off at me. That nigga ain't ever mad. Damn, I don't know what to even do now.

ANT

"Part of me wanna just drown you in the toilet cause you told her she can come home at some damn three in the morning." I say to Jessica as we lay in my bed watching Martin. She kisses me on my lips. "Shut up. I'm sure she'll be back before that." She says. I nod my head.

My bedroom door opens. Reign storms in here. Her makeup and hair look crazy as hell right now. The hickeys on her neck stand straight the fuck out. "Hold the fuck on, baby girl. Why it look like yo neck been getting pinched and shit?" I snap. "I made a mistake." She says, breaking down crying.

Jessica sits up then wraps her arms around her. Reign lays across both of us screaming and crying as if somebody died or something. "Calm down, baby girl. What happened?" I ask, rubbing her back. "I had sex with Drew! I know I shouldn't have but I did and another girl stormed in the hotel room and that's the same girl he left me to dance with at the prom! I danced with somebody else cause he abandoned me for her so he fought him and then we ended up getting together then he did this!" she screams, sobbing hard as hell.

I feel like I just got slapped in my face. "Did you use protection?" Jessica calmly asks. "I thought he did but he said he took it off." She admits. I shake my head then stand up. I put my Nike slides on then grab my car keys. I'm going to Vonte house to deal with Drew tonight. Fuck all that other shit. A nigga not gone fuck with my daughter feelings another day. I'm mad as fuck right now. I'm so mad, I don't even know what Imma do when I get over there.

"Ant, where you going?" Jessica asks. I ignore her then walk out the room. I'm mad at her for fucking his ass and I'm damn sure mad he took the condom off on her. Then she said the nigga left her to dance with another girl and shit. Now I'm pissed off. I don't play about my damn daughter, period.

This probably the longest chapter in the book lol it's almost over tho.
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