"Gone, fuck that nigga, get it over with." - Future

ANT

Jessica and I are sitting outside by the pool in the back of our mansion. It's going on four in the morning. We took Noble to the hospital. They checked for infections, restitched his chest, then prescribed him some pain medicine. They recommended therapy for him and that's what me and Jessica are talking about now.

Noble and Majesty are in the house sleep and I'm watching both of them on the outdoor movie screen now to make sure they don't do anything crazy or leave.

"I know he always says he doesn't wanna go back to therapy but he needs it, Ant." Jessica says. "I know." I say, sighing. "I know he got issues but I don't want him to go through life being labeled as crazy like me. Every single time I do something, a lot of people pity me and blame it on my diagnosis. I could go steal a car because that's what I had a desire to do, but it'll still be people feeling sorry for me because of my mental issues." I say.

She sighs. "Like... I hate when folks feel sorry for me. I do whatever the fuck I want. Sometimes, I go crazy, but I do certain things cause I want to, not cause I want pity. I don't want Noble to have to go through life like that." I say. "I know, but help is what he needs, Ant. He's unstable and suicidal, he has a temper problem, and his dependent personality disorder is getting strange and you know it. I don't want him to always have these problems. Not as bad, at least. He got mad one day when I took him to school cause he wanted me to text him but I was busy." she says.

"I know, Jessica. What we gone do?" I ask. She wipes her eyes. "Find some of the best therapists in California, sit down with them, and figure out who'll be best for him. I don't want nobody who'll judge him and treat him like he crazy cause I will act an ass over my baby, Ant, you know that." she says.

"Why you always trying to fight somebody?" I ask. She ignores my question. "Ant, why did you cheat?" she calmly asks. "I told you already." I answer. She sighs. "I'm sorry for making you feel like you weren't good enough because honestly, you were a good dad and husband but it's just the little things you'd say and do that were pushing me away. Certain things made me unhappy and I'd just be annoyed by you." she admits.

"Like what?" I ask. "You always talk crazy to our kids and that pisses me off so bad. Noble doesn't cry over much. He's been holding everything in until now. Sometimes while you were out late, he'd lay on me holding his tears in and express how much that stuff you'd say would bother him. I can't even express how many times Reign, Majesty, and Jesse have cried on me about the shit you'd say. The only ones who have no clue about what you'd do is Amari, LaLa, and Tae cause he's with Montana most of the times. Yeah, they're our kids, but that don't give you the right to disrespect them. They deserve respect too." she says.

"How come you just now saying this? Why they never tell me?" I ask. "Because the disrespect pushed everybody away. Nobody really deals with you but LaLa and Amari and Tae when he's here. Like I said, they have no clue about what's going on because they're so young and innocent." she answers.

I sigh. "Mane... let's be real. Right here, right now." I say. "About?" she asks. "Me and you. You really finna divorce me and get back with Montana? What is it about him that's so special? Why you always compare me to him? That's another thing, I fuckin' hate when you do that." I admit.

"Okay and I apologize for that. But right now, I don't know what to do. Lord knows I wanna say forget it but part of me can't. You can be an asshole and you do have your days when you make me feel like I'm your queen and others where I feel like shit but I'm still in love with you. I've been knowing you since I was a teenager and we've been married for what will officially be nine years in a couple of weeks on our anniversary, so it's not like I can lie like I don't love you. I wanna divorce you but I don't wanna hurt the kids more than they already are. I don't want a divorce to throw Noble over the edge again." she says, wiping her eyes.

"And to answer your question, what makes Montana special is how he believes in me. He sees me in a way I don't even see me. He'd do anything for me, Ant. Like... from the time he came into my life, he's been here for me. Whether I'm right or wrong, he moves past it. And when it came to sex... It wasn't just sex, Ant. It was love. I think you just want me because you're territorial as hell, I can tell you don't really love me." she says.

"On everything, I love you, Jessica. I just fucked up. But what that mean? You finna go hop on that nigga dıck since you think I don't care?" I ask. I probably won't even be mad cause I know I own her and she'll be back regardless. "I want to, to be honest." she admits, making me look at her like she lost her mind, which her ass did for saying that.

"You really finna go be his hoe? Even if he did stay with you, he was never gone marry you." I say. She rolls her eyes. "Be quiet. See, here you go. You always take things to the extreme then play the victim when I get mad. Learn how to be quiet sometimes." she says.

I sigh, then stand. "You gone put your wedding ring back on or not?" I ask. She shrugs her shoulders. "I need time to think." she says. "Aight. We need a break, fuck it, mane." I say, standing up.

I watch as she cries in her hands. "It's what's best for us right now cause things will only get worse in the long run. Both of us sitting here playing the blame game. We just need to clear our heads, then come back ten times stronger." I say, watching her cry. "This is your fault." she says. "Neither of us did our jobs in this marriage. I disrespected you, you disrespected me. Fuck it. We taking a break." I say. "Yeah, okay." she says.

"No, I'm not moving out the house cause I gotta make shit right between me and my kids and being in a seperate house ain't gone do that. I'm just sleeping in a seperate room." I say. She closes her eyes tight. "Fuck it, Ant. Just don't bring no more bitches in my house cause I already know you finna run through half of the female population." she sarcastically says. "Too late, I already have ran through half of the female population, for your information. I'm not finna fuck nobody. Why would I if I'm trying to make things right?" I ask.

I shrug my shoulders. "Do you, though. Go have yo fun. Get the shit out yo system. Go ahead, pay me back for what I did. Then, we'll be even and able to put it all behind us." I say.
"I'm not a hoe. I'm not about to go fuck a bunch of niggas. What the hell?" she asks. "That ain't what I'm saying. I'm telling you to go enjoy yourself. I'm not finna fuck nobody else." I say, then pull her in a hug.

"I'm so tired of you trying to play mind games." she says as I hold her. I lean down then kiss her lips. "I love you, okay?" I ask. She pushes away. "Ant, fuck off. I'm finna go." she says.

I don't say anything as she walks back in our house. I'm not gonna question her on shit. It's fucked up, but I want her to go do whatever she wanna do. I broke our vows, I did everything I promised not to do so she deserves it.

I can tell I ain't about to get no sleep without being in the bed with her, especially if I know she out doing her own thing. I gotta remind myself that I can't question nothing she does though.

MONTANA

"Tae, what you doing up?" I ask my son as he walks in my bedroom. I'm up counting money. I hardly ever sleep because I'm paranoid as a bitch.

"Is my big brother okay?" he asks. "Yeah, imma take you to your momma's house in the evening time so you can see him. Why you up at four something in the morning?" I ask. "Cause I was scared about Noble." he answers. "He alright, lil man. If I give you money and take you shopping, will you go to sleep?" I ask. He smiles wide, displaying his missing tooth that's slightly growing back. "I promise." he exclaims. I laugh, then peel off eighty dollars out my stack of money and hand it to him. He's a nine year old child so I'm not gonna give him a big ass stack. That's where people mess up with kids. What the hell does a nine year old need a lot of money for? That'll only make him feel like he's owed something and doesn't have to work for it and I'll beat the shit out my son if he starts acting like one of those spoiled ass white kids he goes to school with.

"My step daddy Ant gave LaLa two hundred dollars to buy dolls. How come you never give me that much? She eight too, daddy. She younger and got more money than me." he says. "Quit being ungrateful before I send you to your room with no money at all. I'm trying to teach you the value of a dollar, you feel me, lil man? You gotta be able to handle that much before I start throwing you hundreds. Cause if you can't manage a simple eighty dollars, I know for a fact you'll blow the hundreds. You'll be rich some day, just pay attention to what I try to teach you." I say.

He nods his head. I always wanted a child so I could teach him or her all the shit I had to learn on my own and I thank Jessica all the time for my son. The best part is I don't have to wonder if he's somebody else's or not, thankfully. I busted all up in her shit multiple times around the time she got pregnant, so it ain't no denying him like last time I thought I had a child.

My doorbell rings. I raise my eyebrow then look at my TV screen. What the hell is Jessica here this late for? I don't mind but it's weird. "I'll be back, Tae." I say, watching him stare at my stacks of money in awe.

I walk to the front door then open it. She weakly smiles at me, holding a mini Nike duffel bag. "Can I come in?" she mumbles as her lip trembles. Without a word, I step aside and let her in.

I lock the doors then follow her to my room. "Momma!" Tae screams, jumping in her arms. She hugs him then kisses all over his face. "Hey. Tae, when you wanna come home? I miss having my baby at home." she pouts. We don't force him to be anywhere. If he wanna live with me for months at a time, we allow it as long as he sees his momma and siblings all the time. Sometimes, he wants to stay with Jessica. It all depends on what his mood is.

"I wanna come tomorrow so we can stay up all night and eat candy and I want you to cook enchiladas." I say. "Okay, I promise." she says, making a pinky promise with her. I smile at their bond. I'm so glad I had my child with somebody as amazing as Jessica is.

"Tell your momma good night." I say. "Goodnight and morning. Love you." he says, then runs out my room holding his money.

I go close the door. "Wassup?" I ask, sitting on the bed. I watch as she ties her Gucci scarf around her hair then gets under my covers. "He decided it's best for us to take a break." she says. "And as bad as I wanna divorce his ass, I can't cause my kids will be mad and hurt." she adds. "Just give it some time, Jessica. You just talking shit cause your feelings hurt." I say.

"They are hurt and I'm tired of being the only one fighting for our marriage. I'm not saying I'm perfect, but it seems like I'm always the one trying to fix it." I say. "Jessica, quit stressing so much. You too pretty for that. You need to calm down. I don't need you to stress yourself to the point you need to go to the hospital." I say.

She nods her head. "Fuck it. Let me help count your money." she says. I push the black duffel bag towards her. "What did this come from?" she asks. "I forgot all about it being in the addict. I put it there when I moved here and I don't remember how much it is. Fuck that, I'll do that tomorrow. Let's watch a movie instead." I say, taking the money from her.

I sit up beside the bed then take my shirt off. I go turn the light off then turn my TV and Xbox One on. I go straight to Netflix. "Find something good." I say. She smiles "Can we watch Coach Carter?" she asks. I put my hands behind my head. "Anything you want." I answer. I've seen that movie a million and one times with her but I never complain. I let her do whatever she wanna do.

"I love this movie." she whispers as it starts. "Why are you whispering? And why you keep scratching me with your toe nails?" I ask. "Shhh... it's dark as hell, I was trying to get comfortable." I answer.

My mind drifts off to other things as she watches the movie like it's her first time seeing it. "Montana." she says, snapping her finger in my face. "What?" I ask, moving her hand to my chest. "The movie has been on for twenty minutues. Why are you not paying attention?" she asks.

I wrap my arm around her then pull her head on my chest. "I'm sorry." I say. She doesn't say anything. I know I'm not feeling shit. She taking advantage of the dark room. "Why you keep pressing your ass on my dıck? You know what you doing." I say, chuckling. She used to always do that when she wanted this work.

"No I'm not. I'm getting comfortable." she lies. "Quit lying." I say, pulling her ass on my dıck just so she'll quit trying to sneak it in. I notice her grinning. "What the hell you doing? Why you grinding on me and shit?" I ask, trying to control myself. She is married and I try hard to respect it.

She climbs on top of me. "You know what, Montana? I want some dıck from you so give it to me. I know two wrongs don't make a right but this ain't about me. You know you want it too." she says, grinding between my legs. "You sure you ain't trying to fuck me to get back at him?" I ask. "Positive. All I want is you." she says, staring in my eyes.

I flip her over then kiss her lips. She starts kissing back. It's passionate as hell. I rub her arm then start kissing her neck. "You gone leave a hickey." she moans. "So, you mine no matter who the fuck you with." I mumble. I don't know where that came from but I'm feeling bold as a bitch right now and I don't even care about her marriage right now.

I've been wanting to do this for years anyway. I kiss down her stomach, then pull her short, gray nike shorts down. "Damn, you ain't wearing panties and you wet as fuck." I mumble, then instantly start putting my tongue in motion between her legs.

She grabs my head, gasping. "Don't try to run. You wanted this work, so this what you gone get." I mumble between her legs.

Her phone starts ringing as she finishes her third orgasm. I pull away then lick my lips anr wipe my face with my hand. She answers it. "Huh?" she asks, trying to catch her breath. "Baby... I love you. Let him know his dıck ain't good as mine. I fucking love you." Ant's words slur out. "You drunk?" Jessica asks. "Yes. I love you." he mumbles. "I'm busy." she says. "Yeah. Have fun." he says, then hangs up.

"Am I wrong?" she asks. "Do you feel wrong?" I ask. "Honestly, no and I don't know if it's a bad thing or not." she says. I gently lay her back then push my dıck in her, catching her off guard. "Shhh... be quiet, just let me make you feel better." I say, staring in her eyes as I stroke in and out.

She can't even say anything. Her eyes are rolling back as she softly moans. I know each and every one of Jessica's spots and favorite positions and I can tell she hasn't been getting that good shit in a while. It is what it is now, I'm finna do my thing. I'll just pull out, I'm not trying to make another child right now and she is still married.

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