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COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT. IT'S MOTIVATION.

"Oh boy, you got me good." - Sydney Renae

REIGN

"Where momma at?" I ask my dad as he sits at the kitchen table holding a bottle in Dream's mouth and staring into space.

"I don't know. She around here somewhere." he answers. "Why aren't yall bonding?" I ask out of curiosity. I know they've been having a few problems and they had their situation in the morning but still. "She be in the wrong and since I made so many mistakes in the past, every time something happens I'm expected to apologize. I'm not doing that. She always being extra or taking shit too far. Yo momma disrespected the hell outta me infront of Darius and Noble. She know how I feel about that yet she still did it." he answers, shaking his head. "So I told her I didn't know what I fell in love with her for and that I didn't know if I was even in love with her or the idea of her." he adds. I won't lie, his last sentence shocked me.

"Daddy, you do love her just like she loves you. Just because everything's been crazy and rough doesn't mean the love died. Y'all are just going through something right now. I think you should talk to her." I say. "No. Reign, your momma gets on my nerves so bad. I'm trying hard to be a good nigga and not intentionally hurt her feelings ever again. When she was gone this past year, I promised myself to love, respect, and protect her at all times if she ever came back. But now that she back, everything just downhill. It ain't the same babygirl and I'm sorry. Your momma play the victim too much. I'm the victim this time. I'm not gone beg and plead with her and stress myself out when she really doesn't care and doesn't see an issue in her actions." he tells me.

"So, what if I talk to her for you?" I ask. "Do what you please. I'm just tired of being the only one fighting for us every time things don't go right. She probably didn't even miss me or nothing when she was with Montana. She was just used to me and didn't wanna adjust to somebody else. And now that she back and reality setting in, I'm still the nigga that ain't ever good enough in her eyes. All she see is the problems and the pain I put her through in the past. She don't acknowledge the fact that I'm trying." he says, looking down at Dream as she drinks her milk.

"I honestly think both of y'all should go do something fun to take your minds off of everything. I'll watch Dream." I offer. He shakes his head no. "I'm not about to bother with Jessica." he says. "Daddy, when she tried to fix it in the morning, you were being rude and you pushed her away." I point out. "Because I knew she was gone turn around and do the exact same thing, which she did infront of Noble and Darius, so I didn't feel like hearing an apology from her. It's the same thing over and over." he says.

I raise my eyebrow. "Daddy, it's funny how this whole thing is going. You used to cheat, verbally abuse her, you hit her a few times, you brought women in y'all bedroom, you lied to her plenty of times, and you disrespected her infront of any and everybody more times than I can even count and when she got fed up and didn't wanna hear you apologize, you were somewhere mad at the world swearing you'd do better when you knew you weren't changing no time soon. But because she catches attitudes and goes too far sometimes, you can't handle it?" I ask him.

He doesn't say anything. "She forgave you for cheating and everything else but you can't look past her being disrespectful? I'm not choosing sides of downplaying what happened, I'm just saying, throwing the towel in over that isn't cool, especially if you've done a ton worse." I tell him straight up.

He sighs. "I can't talk to her right now. I'll talk to her later." he says. "Well, take her somewhere fun or something. I'll be up if you want to bring Dream in my room. I love you, daddy." I say, smiling. "Love you too. But wait, sit down real quick. We need to talk." he says.

I sit down at the table. "Um...I'm sure you know this the sex talk." he says, making me laugh. "I know I'm a little crazy and over the edge sometimes but I do that out of love because I know what niggas be about and I don't want you to ever feel pain with a nigga." he tells me.

I nod my head. "I know I'm thirty eight and he almost nineteen. Yeah, that's a big age difference. But he still a nigga at the end of the day. A nigga with a baby at that. I know the game and it ain't changed none. When I look at you and Jah, the first thing that come to mind is Jessica and Ant all over again. I don't want what me and your momma got for you. I really don't." he admits.

"Y'all argue and stuff but love each other a lot." I say. "Reign, if only you knew the half of what I put your momma through. From the time I met her I been putting her through hell. You know what's crazy? She was sixteen, almost seventeen and I was eighteen. I was a wild young nigga. I had a son I didn't even know existed until he was fifteen. Then I had Jessie and didn't know until his momma died. Jah so much like me, it's crazy. And I don't want you with anybody like me." he admits.

"So, you want me to stop talking to him?" I ask. "To be real, yes. It may seem like I'm tripping for no reason, but I know what I'm talking about. That boy ain't no good. He ain't who he appears to be. Always remember this. It be the niggas that gotta constantly say they not gone hurt you and be all in your parents face doing the most trying to get on they good side who usually got some fuck shit going on. He doing all this shit to impress you, make you think he love you, and then boom, he take your virginity then he on to the next. You and your momma really don't understand how much I see myself in that boy and it drive me crazy." he goes off.

"What if he really likes me?" I ask. "Be real with me right now. I ain't gone be mad. When yall talk, don't he mention sex a lot?" he asks. I start thinking about it. "Yeah, but he be playing." I say. "Naw, no he not. He want you to think he playing when he not. That's a nigga way of trying to get you comfortable. And when he gets you comfortable, he knows he getting in your panties." he tells me.

I nod my head. "He talk about a future with you and all that shit don't it?" he asks. I slowly nod my head yes. Jah talks about getting married to me, stacking his money, and having kids together. "How did you know that?" I ask my dad. "The game ain't changed. I used to do that bullshit knowing I had no intentions to spend my life with that person. Again, the goal is to make you feel special like he'll never leave your side and get you comfortable. Niggas know women love harder. We know how to get what we want out of yall, trust me. All it takes is words and he know that. I was a dog ass nigga, it ain't shit he doing that I haven't caught on to cause I done did it before." my dad says.

"Daddy, what if he not playing games? What if everybody's wrong about him?" I ask. He blankly stares at me. "He don't even respect you. You see how he lied on you and threw you under the bus how he did? That ain't respect. No nigga who respect you gone do no shit like that,  even if it was true, a nigga that respect you never would put you in a position like that." he says.

"Daddy you didn't even give Jah a chance." I point out. "A chance for what? He a bad influence. He almost got you killed and I caught yall bout to fuck when the nigga wouldn't even kiss you. That nigga don't want shit but pussy." he says. "People change though, daddy. I'm sure all you wanted from my momma at first was sex." I point out. "I didn't want a damn thing from her because she annoyed me. Eventually I looked at her as a quick nut, I ain't even gone lie. But we didn't even fuck until she was like twenty when I took her virginity in prison. Yo momma a lot of things but I can say she ain't stupid, she just make stupid ass decisions that she knew better than to make. She didn't fall for my dumb shit cause she knew I just wanted some pussy." he says.

I chuckle. "So what if Jah and I end up like you and momma?" I ask. "You gotta be a big ass dummy if you wanna end up like us. Let me give you the run down. The way me and Jessica met was complicated in itself. She was living with trifling foster parents, I beat the fuck out my daddy ex wife and got sent to live with her foster dad. She was emotionally fucked up and I was too. Both of us were broken and it's like we kinda made each other whole in a twisted ass way. I didn't treat her right, watched her fall in love with another nigga, watched her have a baby by this nigga, and everything else. We done been through hell." he explains, laughing.

"But at the end of the day, I don't want this for you. Find you a doctor ass nigga one day." he suggests. "No. I want a thug just like my daddy. If my uncle a thug, if my brothers are thugs, if my God daddy Montana a thug, and even if my daddy a thug, why wouldn't I want a thug? Daddy, even my momma is a female thug. Uncle Darius is a nerdy thug. Even grandpa Nathan a thug too." I say, laughing.

"That thug love shit not easy or cute. Yo momma used to bail me out and had to deal with police raids and all types of shit over all these years. And yo brothers ain't no damn thugs. They just products of their environment. I wish I would've been a lil calmer around them so they wouldn't be so damn reckless and wild now but I'm trying that approach with Amari." my dad explains. "Too late. Amari already be cussing and he only four." I point out.

"That's because when Amari was born I still was on some other shit. I've grown over the year your momma was gone. I tried to mentally prepare myself and turn myself into the best father and nigga period for if she ever came back. So, now I'm trying to be there for you, LaLa, and all your brothers as more of a father than I ever have been. I always thought spoiling yall and letting yall do whatever was good parenting cause it was the opposite of how I was raised. I didn't have shit growing up and I couldn't do anything so I promised myself I'd give myself the world. I just wish I would've been there more instead of just the nigga with the money or the one that's like a friend." he admits.

I stand up then hug him. My dad is always so tough and never even vents about anything to me so this conversation is different in itself. I've never seen him so serious and open before. "That's my biggest regret in life. I blame myself for fucking yall lives up. Every one of my kids got some craziness and that's me and your momma fault. We did and said stuff we should've kept in private around yall and it all shows in the way yall behave now." he tells me.

I kiss his cheek. "Daddy, it's okay. We love both of yall regardless." I say. he starts laughing as Dream burps. I watch as he wipes her mouth. "Go lay her down. I guess I'll go talk to your momma." he says. I smile then take my baby sister out of his arms. What my dad said about Jah makes a lot of sense but I guess I'm trying to force myself to believe Jah wants me for me. He does try to do a lot of sexual stuff even though I won't let him. I wonder if that's just his personality. Could he be serious wanting me for me?

JAH

"Andreas, how you end up here?" my momma asks me as she walks in my hospital room carrying my son. I'm proud of my momma. She been clean for a few months. She still live in a rehab center by choice but she gets to leave there sometimes. My sisters got a baby sitter who is this old black woman who loves them so I ain't ever worried about them getting hurt no more.

"Give me my baby." I say, ignoring her question. He starts making noises as she hands him to me. "Wassup Jahvon? Daddy missed you fat man." I say, holding him close, ignoring the pain I'm in. He starts laughing and touching my face. My son is one years old and he the best thing that ever happened to me even though his momma look like an uncircumcised dick and she a hoe.

My momma starts chuckling. "That boy love his daddy. I didn't know he was saying words yet." she says. "He can say a few lil words but ain't nowhere near forming sentences. He know how to say dad, food, and stop." I tell her. "Da!" Jahvon yells, laughing while clapping his hands.

I chuckle. "But boy, what happened to you? Who whooped your ass in them streets?" she asks. I narrow my eyes at her. "Nobody whooped my ass. I tripped down some stairs." I lie. She starts laughing. "That ass tripped down some stairs and fell into somebody fist didn't ya? Boy, I told you your mouth always getting you into something." she says, laughing hard like this shit really funny to her.

"You real funny." I sarcastically say, sticking Jahvon's pacifier in his mouth. "Not today, nigga. Ain't nobody in the mood for yo crying and whining." I say to him as he gets fussy. He frowns a little then lays his head on my chest.

"Why do you always talk to that baby like he a grown man? He gone be cussing soon." she says. "I know you ain't talking, ma. You used to fuck niggas infront of me." I point out. "That was a dark part of my past I'd like to keep in the past." she says.

"Okay momma I hate when you try to tell me what to do with my son. I'm tryin' aight? You slick be judging my decisions all the time and it's annoying. I'm tired of everybody looking down at me for having a fucking baby. At least I'm there for the nigga." I go off. Nobody understands how annoying that shit is. I got Reign family hating my ass and not even giving me a chance just cause I got a son. Even her old ass grandpa Nathan hate me. I could've sworn that nigga is who threw some eggs at my car a while back cause I know for a fact her uncle Vonte was in the car with him.

"Who the fuck you going off on? Don't try me Andreas you already in the hospital. I'll fuck you up some more and have them moving that ass to the ICU in this bitch." my momma goes off, catching me off guard. I forgot how crazy my momma is.

"Mane, shut the fuck up." I mumble. She swings dead at me, accidently punching my son in his face. He bursts into tears. I jump up,  snatching the IV out my arm in the process then lay him on the bed. "Momma, what the fuck bruh?" I yell at her, noticing a bruise forming on his jaw.

"Baby, I did not mean to do that." she chokes out over her tears. I turn around. "Get the fuck out. Get out. I don't wanna say some shit imma regret. Get the fuck out!" I snap on her. I don't play about my son. I don't give a fuck who you are. She just put him in unnecessary pain and I can't fuck with that. I hate seeing my son crying.

"I didn't mean to do it! You think I would hit my grandson on purpose? Boy, I tried to hit you!" she yells. "Like that make it any better! Damn, all that crack really fucking killed yo pea sized ass brain didn't it? Why would your junkie ass swing on me when I'm holding a one year old baby anyway?" I yell in her face.

Her face changes. "I'm off drugs now! I'm breaking my back trying to stay clean for you and your sisters and you got the nerve to bring up my drug usage and call me a junkie? A junkie, Jah? Really, Andreas?" she hollers at me. "Mane, back the fuck up with that! Don't look me in my face and tell me you breaking yo back to stay clean for me and my sisters! You not doing a mothafuckin' thing for us, let's be clear, bruh! You always been selfish as fuck! Even before the drugs it was always about you, yo niggas, and yo alcohol! I been the man around this mothafucka and you know that shit! Go get back on the drugs, I don't care! Imma continue to take care of yo daughters you left like they wasn't shit, fuck you talkin bout?" I snap on her.

I've tried so hard to stay respectful to my momma over the years. I never voice how I always felt about her decisions. As a child I was always confused and disappointed because of the decisions she made. Eventually that shit turned me into a monster and I stopped giving a fuck about shit all together.

She breaks down crying. I shake my head, watching her. I turn around then pick Jahvon up, biting my lip from the pain my body is in and the headache I have. "Don't cry." I say to him, bouncing him up and down. He lays his head on my chest then puts his own pacifier that's clipped to his shirt back in his mouth.

I turn around then look at my momma. "You didn't even have to do all that." she cries. "It had to be said. You needed to hear about yourself. You bounce around like everything all good. You ain't ever stopped and said 'damn, Jah, I'm sorry for all the shit I ever did to you. I'm sorry for throwing you out a moving car on the express way cause my nigga threatened to leave cause I had a child.' Not once did you apologize. Ma, I got hit by a fucking truck! I got ugly ass scars on my body from getting hit by a fucking truck cause you threw me out there cause a nigga threatened to leave you! But I never treated you no differently for all you did to me! You hurt me, ma! I always treated you the same though!" I yell at her.

I feel so much rage that built up over time coming out of me. She sits down, crying loud and hard. The nurse walks in. "Why are you up, son? Is everything okay?" the older nurse awkwardly asks, trying to avoid looking at my momma. "Let me out this hospital." I demand. "You have to stay a day." she tells me. "Hell naw. Bring my discharge papers. I'm out this hoe either way it go." I tell her, grabbing my bag with my clothes in it.

"You aren't well enough to leave yet, Mr. Hebrew." she tells me. I face palm myself. "Whatever." I say, sitting back down on the bed. "I'll be back to put your IV back in your arm." she tells me. I nod my head, holding Jahvon.It seems like he the only person who can calm me down at times. His innocence makes everything feel okay to me for some reason.

The nurse walks out. "You can let yourself out now. Jahvon can stay here with me." I tell my momma without looking at her. "Everything just went too far. I apologize for all my wrong doing and I want it to be fixed." she says. "Mane, I'm a grown man now. I don't even care." I say. "I'll see you later then I guess. I'll call T to come get the baby so you can rest." she mumbles. "Hell naw. If I wanted my baby momma here I would have called myself." I say, laying my son across my chest.

She sighs. "I love you, Andreas." she says. "You never call me by my first name. You only call me my middle name or my nick name. Why?" I ask out of curiosity. I can count on one hand the times she called me my real name out of my whole life. "Because to be honest I never wanted kids. I named you after your dad. I know you've only seen him a couple times. I know you didn't even know you're a junior." she says.

I raise my eyebrow. "I'm named after whoever the hell my so called father is?" I ask. She nods her head. "I feel guilty. It's my fault the nigga gone. I can't bring myself to call you his name. I got so many regrets, baby." she says. I don't say anything. I used to think Jah was my birth name when I was a kid until I went to school.

"You been lying to me my whole life." I say. She doesn't say anything. "Momma, can you leave? I got a lot on my mind." I tell her, shaking my head.  Without saying another word, she walks out as the nurse walks back in.

The nurse put my IV back in my arm and Jahvon fell asleep across my chest. I grab my phone then scroll through my messages, avoiding the texts from a few women I recently fucked. Reign hasn't texted me at all. I know she pissed about what happened with me and her parents. She even stabbed my ass. Crazy as it sound, it only made me like her more.

I sigh then call her on facetime. She just got the phone ringing. I watch as it says connecting. "Well hello motherfucker." her little brother Tae says, smiling wide in the phone like a mini serial killer.

"Nigga, why you answering your sister phone? Where she at?" I ask his bad ass. He be in check when Montana got him but when he with Reign's daddy, he be on some other shit.

"She minding her business. And she left her phone in the room I sleep in. My other daddy said he getting my room decorated how I want it soon. I think I want it black like the black eye my mommy and other daddy gave you." he says, laughing at his own joke.

"Shut the hell up. I ain't in the mood lil Tae. I promise I'm not." I tell him. "I wouldn't be in the mood either if I just got my ass beat the shit out of." he says, grinning in the camera. "Tae what you just say? Go get my belt!" I hear Reign's momma yell. "Mommy, I didn't say nothing." he lies as his face turns red in fear. "Get the belt. End of discussion." I hear Ms. Jessica snap at him.

He throws Reign's phone down on the bed. Now I'm stuck staring at the ceiling. I notice the phone moving a little. "What do you want?" Reign asks, looking at me. Before I can say anything, either Noble or Majesty walks in her room. I really can't tell her twin brothers apart. I have never seen no twins that identical in my life. Usually one twin will have a bigger head and be ugly or some shit but they look and sound exactly alike and the niggas even dress alike. That shit creepy.

"Give me the baby." he says. "Move. I'm watching Dream for daddy. Go somewhere Majesty." she demands. "Chill out. Damn, ever since they got here you be being selfish with her. She my sister too bruh." Majesty says. "Fine. Whatever. Get her, Majesty. That's why she just took a shit. Change her diaper, nigga." Reign says. I watch as Majesty picks the tiny baby girl up. "Damn, baby, you stink." he says to her, laughing.

I watch him grab the pack of diapers off the bed. He looks at me. "I didn't know the ugly ass nigga was on here. Wassup half dead ass nigga? You know I spit in yo face, right?" he asks, laughing. I blankly stare at him. If he wasn't Reign's brother I would shoot that nigga for some shit like that. He lucky I was unconscious.

He walks out her room with the baby. "Wassup?" I ask Reign. "Your swollen eye." she answers. I chuckle. "I see you got jokes." I say. She slightly smiles.

"Be honest. Do you wanna fuck me?" she asks. "Hell yeah. I'd fuck the shit out of you. Why?" I ask. Her facial expression changes. "What?" I ask her. I don't see what was wrong with my answer.

"Is that all you want from me?" she asks. "Where this coming from?" I ask. "It just seems like it. You always say sexual stuff or try to get me to do freaky stuff on facetime. Then you tell me how you wanna have kids with me and all that. It seems like you just wanna get in my pants now that I think about it." she says. I don't say anything. "It's complicated. Yeah, I do only wanna fuck. But that's just for now. No, I don't have real intentions to spend my whole life with you. Maybe as your fuck buddy or something. I'm just a messed up person honestly and I don't want nobody falling in love with me." I say.

"So this whole thing was a joke for you?" she mumbles. "No. Yo pops beat my ass twice. Hell naw it ain't no joke to me. I just be saying shit sometimes and I realized that shit a be wrong to do you like that. I care about you, Reign. I just decided to be upfront so I called you. Listen to yo pops, I guess. I ain't shit. I care but I wanna fuck. I don't wanna treat you like you ain't shit to me no more cause you are. I'm giving you the option to stay or go." I tell her.

I watch as a couple tears roll down her face. "You... fuck you. I believed all that shit you would say to me. But now you wanna tell me it was just to try to have sex. I'm so glad I didn't give myself to you because I came so close to it thinking you felt the same." she says. I don't say anything.

"I ain't trying to hurt you. I'm coming to you on some real shit cause I care. Hell naw, I didn't care at first. But now all I be wanting to do is kick it with you and shit. You my only friend, real talk. I'm being real about my wrongs cause I still want us to be cool." I explain.

"Do you even look at me as somebody you wanna date?" she asks as her voice cracks. "No. I should've never boosted your head like that for some pussy cause that was wrong of me. I don't look at nobody like somebody I'd date. That love shit will fuck you up. I don't want to get that involved with no one. I just wanted to fuck at first but you different and I care." I explain.

"Do you tell other girls all the crap you say to me?" she asks, almost like she was afraid to ask. "Yeah. I don't care about them though." I admit. "Go fuck yourself. I hope you die." she says. "You know my lifestyle so why would you say you hope I die?" I ask. "Fuck you. I trusted you." she says. "And you were just playing me for pussy." she adds. "That was what I was doing at first but not anymore. I just wanna be yo friend. And don't act shocked. Reign, I used to tell you straight up I just wanted to fuck you. The day I first saw you when I was hooping with yo brothers, you should've known by the way I looked. My eyes was on yo body and hardly yo face." I say.

Her face gets ugly as hell. I look down, trying not to laugh. She make the same ugly ass crying face Kim Kardashian be making and I shouldn't be laughing right now.

"What's funny?" she screams at me. I don't say anything. "I got my son right now and I'm still in the hospital. Can I come see you when I drop him off to his other grandma tomorrow?" I ask. "Yeah. Come see me so I can slice your face. I should've let my daddy kill you. You better hope and pray I don't have my dad get a nurse to slip something in your IV and kill your punk ass." she says, think winks and hangs up on me.

I snatch the IV out then stand up. I'm getting the fuck out this hospital. I'll go pop some pain killers. Her family psychotic. I ain't getting killed in no hospital by one of her mentally ubstabled relatives. I'm out of here.

I really didn't want to hurt her. I just had to tell her what my initial plan was. I really wanted to start fresh. Reign ended up becoming a part of me so I couldn't bring myself to look at her knowing I was playing her in the beginning. I don't know why it's a shocker to her. I had a bitch and everything. I don't completely see why she was so upset. I just had to tell her how I was feeling. I'm in an honest type mood.

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