"Baby, tonight I wanna get lost in your love." - R. Kelly

ANT

"These folks drive crazy as hell here, damn." Jessica complains. I just got my pops out of Jefferson Parish. I missed New Orleans cause LA kind of boring and if I didn't get forced to move there when I was younger, I more than likely would've stayed in New Orleans.

"Hell yeah. That's one thing about this bitch I didn't miss. What the fuck this man doing, son? He fuckin... nigga just almost ran over three people and shit." I say, pointing at some nigga driving a black Jeep.  My dad rolls the window down. "Get yo fuckin' ass off the damn road with that bitch ass driving you doing, nigga!" he yells out the window.

Me and Jessica start dying laughing as the nigga blows his horn over and over while flipping my dad off. "Pops, chill yo old ass out. That nigga gon' whoop yo ass." I joke. "Don't do him. Hop up off my goon. Ain't that right Antonio?" Jessica asks. "Damn right. Ant, shut the fuck up. Pink lip ass. Your lips pink as some pussy. Sit down, bitch." he says. "Getcho lame ass outta here." I demand, laughing at his corny ass.

"Fuck you." he says, laughing. "Now tell me what happened." I say. "To be real... yo momma cheating on me and don't think I know it. I ain't fucked up about it so I started seeing other people behind her back. I brought ol girl to the house. She a young woman but fuck it. Your momma came home and caught her and started swinging on both of us. I was trying to make her chill. You know yo momma hit like a nigga. She popped me in my eye and I forgot she was a woman for a second and fucked her shit up. The neighbors called the police and now I'm here." he explains.

Jessica doesn't say anything as she looks at me. "What?" I ask, running the red light. "Nothing." she mumbles. "Pops... why y'all even get back together in the first place? That shit was a disaster waiting to happen." I tell him. "As if you got the room. The shit that happened with me and your momma the other day is you and Jessica reality every other day. Shut yo ass up." he demands.

"Well, damn." Jessica says. "Hell naw. Momma put you through more than Jessica ever put me through and you got with her foul ass like nothing ever happened." I say. "Nigga, you fucked this girl life up and expect forgiveness so what's the difference between Jessica coming back to you and me goin' back to her? Damn, she for sure your momma. Both of y'all some fucked up individuals who play the victim when shit go south." he says.

I raise my eyebrow. "What the fuck you coming at me hard for?" I ask. This nigga the most disrespectful mothafucka I know. "I'm just saying, son. You can't judge me and yo momma when you down bad yourself." he tells me. "Ain't nobody judging y'all bullshit. That woman put me through hell and did the same shit to you. What she did far worse than the cheating I did." I say. "Y'all should just stop." Jessica says.

"Aight. I'm done." I say, hiding my anger. This mane just pissed me the fuck off. All that shit was uncalled for as hell. Jessica starts gagging. "What?" I ask. "My stomach hurts. I feel sick." she says, grabbing an empty grocery bag off the floor. "Food poisoning?" my dad asks. She shakes her head no then lets her seat back.

We just got to his house. I don't even feel like going in here and dealing with the shit today but it is what it is. I get out the truck then walk to Jessica's side. "You aight?" I ask, helping her out the Hummer. "Yeah... I just feel sick." she answers. "You want me to take you to my spot here so you can rest?" I ask. She shakes her head no. "Naw. I'll be alright for now." she says. "You sure?" I ask. She nods her head yes. When she pregnant, I'll do whatever under the sun for her with no questions asked cause I want my kids healthy. I want this to be the best pregnancy she ever had.

I grab her hand then follow my dad to the front door of his house. He unlocks the door then walks in. Adam is standing right by the door like he was waiting. "Wassup?" I ask, nodding my head at him. He hugs Jessica then blankly stares at my dad. "What you lookin' at me crazy for?" he asks. "You just down bad, daddy. That's all." he answers, walking away.

My eyes widen as my dad snatches him back to him by the collar of his shirt. I can't help but want to laugh. Adam dresses like an old white man that's retired and plays golf all day long or some shit and he only sixteen.
"Who the hell you think you walking off on?" my dad calmly asks him.

I look away at the wall. My dad probably the craziest nigga I ever ran across. I'll never forget his discipline. This nigga used to punch the shit out of me or stomp me in the floor like I'm his bitch. Adam ain't built like me though. My lil brother soft as hell so I feel bad for the nigga.

"Get your fingers off of me, dad. You were wrong for cheating on my mother and you were wrong for fighting her. Move." Adam demands. My dad starts laughing. "So, today the day you wanna let your nuts hang for once, son?" my dad asks. I shake my head, sighing.

"All I'm saying is get your hands off of me. I have the right to be upset. Just leave me alone and let me go back to doing my yoga stretches please and freaking thank you." Adam goes off. I look away as I laugh. My brother don't even talk or act like he was raised anywhere near this family.

"I hope you break your dick doing that yoga bullshit." my dad says. "Yeah, well I wish yours would've been broken sixteen years ago so you couldn't have made me because I wish I was never born into this family and I wish you weren't my father!" he yells, storming away.

My dad lunges at him. I snatch him back. "Chill out!" I demand, shoving him to the wall. "Ant, get the fuck off me nigga!" my dad snaps on me. "We need to talk." I say, forcing him out the front door. I close it then stare him down as he glares at me. "I ain't backing down from yo buff baby monkey lookin' ass." I tell him straight up.

"The hell you want?" he asks. "You tryin' to attack the lil nigga won't change how he feeling." I say. "Since when you knew how to be a parent? Get the fuck outta here." he demands. "I ain't saying I'm the best parent but that's somethin' I learned over the years. If what he said hurt yo feelings, I get it.  Bet. But jumping on his lil ass ain't gon' help the situation. Talk to the lil nigga. We all know Adam ain't hard body, pops. This tough shit ain't ever been for him. He a good kid. See what's goin' on with him, don't beat the shit outta him." I say, trying to save Adam from the bruises that might be coming his way.

"Hell naw. It's a respect thing." he says. "Let me talk to him then." I say. "You better do somethin' cause I'll fuck around and knock all that nigga fronts out his mouth." he says, being dead serious. "Chill, mane. Just let me holla at him." I say. "I'll bat the fuck out Adam ass. Nigga lost his mind." he says.

I shake my head then walk back in the house. "Adam, come here boy." I demand. He stands up then follows me to the back of the house. I open the door to the backyard then follow him out. "Wassup?" I ask. "What you mean?" he asks. "With you and pops. What you snap off for?" I ask. He sighs. "You mind if I cuss?" he mumbles. "I don't care. I may be old enough to be your father but I'm not, Adam. I'm yo brother. I don't care if you cuss." I answer, chuckling.

He laughs a little. "I mean... you are thirty eight and I'm sixteen. I didn't want to be disrespectful, old man." he jokes. I sigh then lean back in the lawn chair, staring at the swimming pool. "Why you click out like that?" I ask him. "Because I'm tired of his shit. I'm tired of him and mom's shit." he admits.

"What they do?" I ask. "What don't they do? Dad calls me a soft ass faggot everyday because I'm not like you and Vonte. He makes me feel like I'm kind of a mistake or something just because I'm not as tough as Noble, Majesty, and Jessie or something." he says. "They soft." I say, laughing.

"No they aren't. Not to be a snitch but I've watched them do things soft people don't do." he says. "They soft, boy. They rich kids. They just a product of me. Ion know how to explain em but they ain't no street niggas just cause they wild out. Just cause they'll stomp a nigga out don't mean shit. They ain't from no hood and they ain't ever had to struggle." I explain.

"Ant... they're not soft." he says. "They ain't hard as fuck either. Be yourself, Adam. I was raised in the streets and Vonte had a struggle too. We from different worlds so of course you won't be like us. Stay true to yourself. Don't try to be no thug when that shit ain't in you." I say.

He nods his head. "I feel like I don't fit in. Everybody in this family act different compared to me. I'm weak as fuck, I'm soft as fuck, and I dress like a white man according to everybody." he complains. "You do dress like a white man, not gonna lie. You unique, lil bruh and ain't shit wrong with that. Don't let nobody make you feel like it is." I tell him.

"Do you think I'm gay?" he asks. "Adam, I don't sit up wondering if a nigga gay or straight. Are you?" I ask. He sighs then stands up. "Ant, can I move to California with you? I won't bother you... I just need a break from mom and dad." he says, ignoring my question.

I ain't even about to bother him about dodging my question. If he gay, he just gay. I'll love my brother regardless. "Me, you, and dad gon' have to talk about it. If he say it's cool, you can come live with me for a while." I answer. "Thanks." he mumbles, following me back in the house.

"Okay, you can get the fuck out my face. You start shit with me every damn time your goofy ass see me and I don't have time for that shit!" Jessica snaps on my momma. What the hell I just walk into? They look heated as hell.

"Bitch, that's how you know your fat ass ain't shit! Lil short mushroom body ass bitch! If you loved this nigga so much, you wouldn't disrespect his mother!" my momma snaps back, pointing at me. Jessica pregnant as fuck. My momma dumb as fuck for calling her fat and shit.

"Bitch-" I cut Jessica off by giving her a look. "Ma, you not finna disrespect my ol' lady. She been here for me more than you ever have and you my mother so that says a lot about you." I tell her straight up. She narrows her eyes at me.

"I told this hoe get her fuckin' ass up and help me clean the damn dishes and she won't even do that! That's why I'm ready to slap the fuck out the bitch!" my mom yells. "Woman, I ain't gotta come wash no gotdamn dishes that been sitting in this bitch for days when I don't even live in this mothafucka or eat in it! If you would've politely asked if I could help you clean up, I would've done that shit with no problems! You brought your black lip ass up to me snapping talking about get my ass up and make myself useful by washing dishes! I'm done being disrespected by you!" Jessica yells back.

"Bitch!" my momma yells, slapping Jessica in her mouth. Jessica starts swinging. I pick Jessica up while my dad drags my momma away. "What the fuck you doin'?" I yell at my momma. "Let me go!" Jessica screams at me. I'm so pissed off. "Man, fuck you, ma!" I snap. It's obvious Jessica pregnant and she still hit her. She got me fucked up.

"Can I still come?" Adam asks. "Come where?" my dad asks, still holding my momma back. "He wanna get a break from y'all and especially that crazy ass broad we got as a mother. Let him move with me." I say. "I'm moving too. Hell." My dad says. I shake my head, frustrated. He got a house in LA already but Adam don't wanna live with his ass. These people bat shit crazy. I wish I was born into a normal family instead of this bullshit.

NOBLE

"I'm so tired." Jaylah whines as we hike. "Hiking good for your health." I tell her. "Well, I am trying to lose some weight but damn. I'm so tired. We've been doing this for ten minutes straight." she says, making me laugh. "Ten minutes ain't even that long. You just ain't used to putting in work." I say.

"As if you are." she jokes. I stop walking then raise my eyebrow. "I'm used to putting in work a different way." I say, smirking at her. She chuckles a little then wraps her arms around my neck.

I lean in then kiss her. Usually, I don't like girls who wanna get down with me on a first date but this time it's different. The vibe different and so is she. I fuck with her. I haven't been having nothing but a good time all day.

She kisses me back then bites my lip. I open my mouth, letting her stick her tongue in mine. I laugh a little then pull away. "What's funny?" she asks. "How many niggas you been with?" I ask. "I had lil boyfriends but none of it was really serious. Why?" she asks. "Cause... you not an experienced kisser. I can tell." I admit.

She steps away. "I mean... all my boyfriends weren't serious. It was just lil school stuff and truth be told, I never tongue kissed anybody. I just stuck my tongue in your mouth cause I though that's what it was supposed to be like." she says, making me laugh. I can tell she being honest.

"What you laughing at me for?" she asks. "You kinda innocent. I noticed that. It's kinda cute though. I want you to experience a lot of shit with me for the first time to keep it real with you." I say, making her smile. "I'm glad you ain't tripping about it. Can you teach me how to kiss?" she asks. "Come here." I mumble, pulling her closer.

I kiss her gently then suck her lip. I go back to kissing her then wraps my arm around her waist, holding her tightly. I put my tongue in her mouth then go back to kissing her. I can tell she getting turned on as hell right now.

I pull back then kiss on her neck, moving my hand to her ass. She lightly moans as I kiss and suck her neck. I go back to kissing her lips then kiss her forehead. "Let's go eat, love." I say, grabbing her hand. "Damn, Noble." she mumbles, leaning back in and kissing me. Well damn.

I grab her ass with both of my hands while we sloppily kiss. I move my hand to the inside of her leggings. "Fuck." I mumble. She blushing her ass off at me. "What?" she shyly asks. "Nothing." I answer. Her pussy ain't got no hair on it and I got her wet as hell right now.

We go back to kissing. I pull away then shake my head. "Man... come on so we can eat before you make me show you wassup with me." I warn her, laughing a little. I'm getting horny as fuck fucking around with this girl.

She smiles as she grabs my hand. We start walking the distance heading back to the car. It's so much on my mind. I really think I finally found somebody for me. I've been having a good ass time with her on the phone and in person. I've never felt like this on a first date before. Gotdamn, I hope it works.

We're sitting in the car kissing again with some Luther Vandross love song playing. I got the game from my dad. That nigga used to tell me how old school love songs set the mood right and he wasn't lying. It all started with her singing along to Luther Vandross Take You Out then it went down from there.

"Fuck... this car too small for what I wanna do." I mumble. I should've took my dad's Wraith instead. I would've had her fine ass stretched out in the back of that bitch working her ass by now. This a two seater so I can't get it how I want to.

"What you wanna do?" she asks, then kisses me. I lean in then kiss her neck. "I can show you better than I can tell you." I answer. "What if I want you to show me?" she asks. "Then I will." I answer, looking in her eyes. "Don't look at me differently... I just really fuck with you and I want you right now." she admits.

I can tell she a good girl and I can tell she don't throw her shit all over the place and that's what I like. She ain't nothing like the girls I'm used to. She way different. Her confidence, intelligence, and the way she carries herself as a whole is what I like about her. She extra talkative and curious about everything under the son. I like that. She don't act like other girls at all but she ain't afraid to be herself. That makes her so beautiful in my eyes.

"Chill... I feel the same way for real. I don't look at you no different. It's whatever you want. If you wanna fuck, bet. If not, I'm fine with that too." I tell her. I'd like to put this dick in her tonight but if she ain't with it, it's fine cause that ain't all I want from her. I want to be hers one day so the pussy ain't that big of a deal to me right now. "I want you." she says.

I pull out the park. "You wanna get some food first? A nigga starving." I say. "That's cool. What's your favorite restaurant?" she asks. "My favorite restaurant isn't out here. It's in Memphis downtown. It's called Kooky Canuck." I answer.

"What kind of food do they have?" she asks. "The most unhealthy shit you ever heard of. They got these big ass burgers too. That shit good." I answer. She nods her head. "I've never been to Memphis before." she says. "It's boring but a lot of talented folks in that bitch. I remember you saying you like reading. It's this girl from down there named Eriee with a book called Thugged Out and a new one called CONNECT. You should read em. Next time I go down there imma try to meet ol girl and say wassup." I say, shrugging my shoulders.

"I will. It sounds like they're up my alley." she says. I nod my head. "What you wanna eat though?" I ask. "You." she jokingly says. "You said that like I got a pussy. You welcome to eat my banana if you rock like that though." I say, making her laugh.

"Just kidding. I want some pizza or something." she says. "Bet. Order some on your phone. Get whatever you want." I say. She nods her head.

I picked up pizza and drinks and I just pulled up to the Ritz Carlton hotel. If I didn't fuck with her, I would've went to a garbage ass hotel, fucked her, then took her home but because I like her, I'm going all out at a fancy, five star hotel and shit.

"You really wanna pay this much for a hotel?" she asks. "Yeah. You that special." I say, making her smile. "I mean... thanks." she says, making me laugh. She so damn awkward. She got issues when it comes to showing affection but she shows it in her own way. She so true to herself.

"Grab the pizza." I instruct, getting out the car. I walk to her side then open the door. I ain't valet parking tonight. I don't feel like doing all that right now. I grab the drinks and my wallet then lead her to the entrance. "Damn... this so nice." she says, staring at it in awe. I nod my head in agreement. It is nice but I'm used to it. When you grow up rich as fuck and constantly relocating every other month, hotels lose their value in your eyes.

I walk to the desk. "Hello, how may I help you today sir?" the man asks. He looks like he about twenty three. "Wassup? I need a room." I tell him. "What kind of room do you want?" he asks. "The Executive King Guest Room." I answer. I want to make this shit special for the girl.

"Okay. Are you twenty one?" he asks. "No... look... I'll pay you extra. Just please let me book it." I say. "It's fine, sir. I'm not supposed to allow you to book it but just don't make lots of noise or cause any problems." he lowly says. "Bet. I don't care how much it cost." I say. I'm glad people fuck with me sometimes.

I know it's close to $600 a night  or something but I ain't tripping off it. Jaylah and I just got in the room. "Wow." she says, sitting the pizza down. "This a nice ass room." I admit, looking around. She gone have to suck my dick or something at least.

I watch her fix me a plate of pizza. She hands it to me. I sit at the edge of the bed then start eating, watching her sit in the chair. "This pizza good." I mumble. She nods her head in agreement.

I'm laid back on the bed chewing gum while she uses the bathroom. I'm getting sleepy as hell right now. I sit up then smile a little. She already took her clothes off. She covering her body though. "Why you hiding yourself?" I ask. "Cause... I'm not skinny and shit." she answer. I pull her arms apart then take her nipples in my mouth. I don't give a fuck about her extra curves and shit. I don't know what she tripping for.

She starts moaning while I kiss and suck on her with her laid back on the bed. I spread her legs then look at her pussy. "My pussy kinda fat." she shyly says. Her pussy just my type for real. I like em just like hers. It's pretty as hell to me. I lift her leg up then go down on her. She gasps while I suck on her clit. I don't usually get down like this but I'm with it and I don't give a fuck tonight.

She grabs my hair, loudly moaning. I pull back. She puts my dick in her mouth then starts trying to suck it. "Shit." I say, hissing in pain. She pulls away then looks at me. "What?" she asks. "You ever sucked dick before?" I ask. "No... I told you in not experienced when it comes to anything. What I do wrong?" she asks. "Your teeth scratched the fuck outta me." I admit. "Oh my God... I'm so embarrassed." she says, covering her face.

I wrap my arms around her then pull her closer. "It's cool. You'll learn eventually." I say. "That was my first time getting head." she admits. I could tell by the way she reacted to it. She so inexperienced and I like that. "Oh yeah? You liked it?" I ask. She nods her head yes. "You very experienced with stuff. You been having sex a long time?" she asks. "Yeah." I admit.

She pulls me in then kisses me. I spread her legs then gently massage her clit while I kiss her. She moves her hand to my dick then starts wiggling it around in a circle. I burst into laughter. "What the fuck you doing, Jaylah?" I ask. "You don't like that?" she awkwardly asks. "Hell naw." I answer truthfully.

She sighs. "I'm so lame. I got your dick soft as fuck cause I don't know what I'm doing." she says. I can't help but laugh. She by far the most inexperienced girl I've ever been with. "I thought that's how to jack you off." she admits, making me laugh harder. "Poor baby." I joke.

She playfully hits me. I sit up straight. "Grab it at the base then move your hand up and down. You gotta suck on it or some shit to get it wet though. A nigga ain't trying to get no scratches." I say. She starts sucking it a little. She ain't good at it but it's making me a little bit hard just cause her mouth wet.

I pull back then  start beating my shit. She grabs it then starts copying what I was doing. "Shit." I groan. I ain't as hard as I can be but it's hard enough. I open my wallet then grab a condom. I open it then slide it on me. "You sure?" I ask. She slowly nods her head yes.

I spread her legs further apart then put myself at her entrance. Her legs shaking like crazy. I start pushing it in. She screams a little. "What?" I ask as she grabs my arm tightly. "That shit hurts." she says. I chuckle. "Jay, that ain't even the tip." I say, giving her a nickname.

"Fuck." she mumbles. I start pushing more in. She jumps up, pushing me hard as hell. "I'm a virgin." she mumbles, wide eyed. I blankly stares at her. "Why you ain't say shit before you got me all horny and shit?" I ask. "I was scared." she answers. "I know you lying." I mumble to myself. "So what you wanna do?" I ask. "I think we're rushing." she says.

"You telling me we rushing after  I spent well over five hundred dollars on a room trying to make something special for you then eating you out? Really?" I ask. She frowns. "You can't be mad cause you didn't get some pussy. Seriously? See, I knew that was all you wanted out of me!" she snaps, putting her bra back on.

"What the hell? You just put all them words in my mouth." I say, watching her get dressed. "That's how you asking. You being a dick about the shit." she says. "No I ain't. I ain't mad, I'm just annoyed. I wasted my money and my time. You the one who got on that freaky ass shit acting like you bout that action then get in this bitch acting scared of my dick and whining and shit." I say.

"Take me home, fuck nigga. It's so obvious what you want from me and I'm a fucking fool for thinking anything about you was different." she says. I face palm myself. "Jaylah... love, calm down. You taking it so wrong right now and I ain't understanding the shit. Sex ain't all I want. You honestly think I'd waste all this time and shit with you if that's all I wanted?" I ask. "I sure do." she answers.

"Well, that ain't true, mane. I'm a nigga. If you get me all horny then leave me dry, of course imma feel some type of way but it's all good. I ain't mad about it. Quit saying I just wanna fuck you cause to be honest... getting pussy never been no problem of mine. It's bitches who'll give me some pussy without me even asking for it so what the fuck make you think I singled you out with the intent to just fuck? If I wanted to only fuck, you'd know." I say.

She doesn't say anything as she sits on the bed with an attitude while she puts her shoes on. I stand up then put my clothes on. "Aight. Bet, Jaylah. I ain't gon' beg you to believe shit. I like you but I'm not a begging ass nigga. If you wanna over react and swear up and down my intentions bad and never talk to me again, imma let you do that." I say, fixing my belt.

I look at her. "Come on. I'll take your ass home if that's what you want." I say, pulling my phone out. I delete her number out my phone then put it back in my pocket. I grab the keys off the bed. "Let's go." I say, walking to the door.

I look back at the bed as she sits there like she can't hear. "Mane, I ain't got time for no bullshit. I told you my intentions wasn't to just fuck cause I like you but you wanna force yourself to believe that stupid ass shit and I'm done wasting my time with women. Imma take you home and leave you alone." I say, shaking my head.

"Will you please shut the fuck up?" she asks. "Can you come the fuck on?" I ask. "My bad, Noble. I'm just not used to all this kind of stuff. I like you... I just don't know how to do this." she says. "Like I been saying... I really like you and my intentions are not to fuck but I'm not chasing you. What you wanna do? If you wanna go separate ways, come on and let me take you home." I say.

"I don't... let's just take stuff slow. Sorry for the drama." she mumbles. I face palm myself then sit on the bed. I grab the remote then turn the TV on. I start scrolling then choose The First 48. "Imma give you yo space, mane. Figure yourself out." I say, turning the volume up.

I would've walked away but I like her way too much for that. It was just a misunderstanding. "Come here." I mumble. She takes her shoes off then climbs over here. "My bad if I made you feel like I ain't valuing you how I'm supposed to cause I am. I fuck with you, Jaylah." I say. "It's fine." she says, pulling her leggings down. I sit up then take my pants and shirt off. I pull the cover back then watch her take her shirt off. She gets under the cover with me then cuddles on my chest. I wrap my arms around her, watching the TV. Imma just take stuff extra slow with her.

DREW

My phone starts ringing. It's Reign calling, surprisingly. I answer it then put it on speaker while I look at my bullet wound in the mirror. That shit hurts so damn bad.

"Why you calling me?" I ask. "Just trying to figure out why you felt the need to send me a picture of your middle finger." she answers. "Cause it's my phone." I answer, being sarcastic. "Well, I'm gonna block you before I be the first of my daddy's children to catch a first degree murder charge." she says, making me chuckle.

"I'll be damned if I let a lil crybaby, lying ass female kill me." I say. "Don't act hard like you didn't just almost get your head blown off by a pussy ass nigga like Jah. You wasn't tough then." she says, pissing me clean off.

"Reign, get off my line. This the shit I be talking about. You say and do fucked up shit then run and cry to yo daddy when mothafucka give you the consequences of yo bullshit. Quit playin' with me, bitch." I say. She quick to play the victim like she did no wrong.

"Who you calling a bitch?" she asks. "You. Don't disrespect me then think imma respect you. Dumb ass bitch." I say. "I'll fuck you up, Drew! On everything!" she snaps. "I ain't finna argue with you, dumb ass broad." I say, shaking my head. I ain't finna argue, period.

"Pull up if you hard!" she snaps, making me laugh. "Pull up? Mane, gone on." I demand. "Pull up! You tough, right? Come on!" she yells. "Where you at?" I ask. She a big ass joke. "Montana house. Bring your punk ass over here if you bad!" she snaps, then hangs up. She got me fucked up.

I walk out then downstairs. "Vonte, text me Montana address." I say, walking out the front door. Fuck Reign stupid ass. Dumb ass bitch.

I just pulled up. His truck ain't outside. I get out the car then twist the doorknob. It's already unlocked. The fuck? I pull my gun. I know this bitch didn't try to set me up.

I hear the baby crying her ass off and Tae ain't nowhere in sight. I quietly walk up the stairs then peek in her nursery. She in her crib crying. She smells like shit as if nobody been changing her.

I keep walking to a room then snatch it open. Some big black bitch is in the bed by Reign. She looks scared as fuck and it's like she begging me to help her with her eyes. "So, you're Drew?" the lady asks, smirking a little. "What the fuck going on?" I ask. She pulls the cover back, revealing a knife she had pointed at Reign. "Drew, help me!" Reign screams. I start shooting the bitch in her face and head. I'm confused as fuck. What the fuck just happened?

"Mane, what the fuck you get me into?" I ask, picking Reign up as she cries. "She... she... Drew." she says, crying hard as hell. I walk out the room then to the baby's room. I grab her out the crib. "Reign, you gotta walk." I say, putting her down. She grabs my arm, crying and wincing in pain as she walks while I hold the baby.

"Where the fuck Montana at?" I ask Reign, putting her in my car. "He went to the store and she came over right before. I'm damn near in too much pain to do anything and she knows that and was up there threatening my life because she doesn't like my momma or something stupid. I called you talking shit trying to get you to pull up with a weapon thinking I was setting you up when I really wanted you to walk in on that and see it so you'd help me. I'm sorry." she explains, sobbing.

I have never been this confused a day in my whole entire life. I just killed some bitch for a girl I'm not even with. This shit crazy. "Why you ain't call Montana?" I ask. "He left his phone here." she mumbles. Ant ass gon' go crazy. I ain't about to be the one to call and tell him.

"What you want me to do?" I ask. "Take me to Uncle Vonte house or something." she answers, crying hard as hell. Her and the baby crying and it's making my head hurt bad as hell. I look up, making eye contact with Montana as he drives past me. I make a U turn then follow him back to his house.

He gets out his truck with Tae behind him. "What the hell going on?" he asks. "Yo girl was doing something to Reign and Reign called me talking shit pretending like it was a set up trying to get me to come see what was happening. Your bitch dead now." I explain.

He shakes his head, looking confused as hell. This gotta be the dumbest street nigga I ever saw in my life. Ain't no way I would've been caught slipping bad enough to put somebody I consider my daughter in this kind of danger. I'm still confused. I don't know what's even happening.

"Fuck." he mumbles. "Drew!" Reign screams. I look at her. Her white shirt is covered in blood. "My stitches opened up and it hurts." she says, sobbing. Montana picks her up then walks in the house. Yeah, it's official. Jessica and Ant about to fuck this nigga up or some shit.

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