Life been CRAZY yall so I haven't updated or whatever.
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"I woke up this morning with you on my mind. She say she dont miss me, I know that she lying. I can see straight through that girl like a window, no blinds." - YFN Lucci

JESSICA

"Where you going?" Ant asks me as I put my ear rings in my ears. "Somewhere with Torren." I answer. "You sure you not going to meet that nigga Kareem?" he asks me. "Wanna know something? Kareem don't ask me shit about you. Wanna know why? Because he doesn't give a fuck about the next nigga. Stop asking me about that man, Ant. Let me find out you wanna fuck him." I say, just to irritate him like he's doing me.

"The fuck your ignorant ass say to me? I almost forgot who the fuck you are and cussed you out." he snaps. "Bottom line is you need to stop questioning me about dude." I tell him. "Fine. Whatever. Where you and Torren going?" he asks. "I'm sure you're gonna track me down and pop up like a detective." I say. He shakes his head at me. "Ignorance at it's fucking finest." he says, pointing at me.

I ignore him then grab my purse. "I'll see you when I get back." I say. "Love you." he says as I walk out the room. "Jesus do too." I say, walking down the spiral staircase. "Fuck you." he says, laughing. He throws Amari's Chicago Bulls plush mascot toy at the back of my head.

I turn around. "Nigga, throw another gotdamn teddy bear at me!" I yell at him. He starts laughing. "That ain't even a teddy bear smart ass. It's a damn plush figure. Quit whining, you know that soft ass thing didn't hurt you." he says. "You better hope and pray you didn't mess my curls up in the back of my head." I say, narrowing my eyes at him. He raises his eyebrow. "I know you know better than to walk out the house with yo damn hair looking like that anyway. The curls in my dick hair look better than them ugly ass Goldilocks looking ass curls in yo head." he says.

"Nigga what? You can't talk about nobody hair, trust me. You need to cut that long bullshit off cause it's messy. And Goldilocks curls be popping while you talking." I say. Ant grew his hair to his ass when I was away and hasn't cut it off yet. "I got more hair than you." he says. "Yeah, cause you a lil hoe." I say, walking to the front door.

"See, I'm a changed man so I'm not even gone call you a hoe like I should." he says. "Whatever floats your boat." I say as I open the front door. He flips me off. "I hope you hit yo head on a damn door or some shit." he says. I flip him off.

He grabs my waist then pulls me back on him. "Love you even though you like to front when I know you love me." he says. I reach down in my purse then grab my pepper spray. "If you value your eyes I advise you get off me cause if you don't, imma spray the fuck out your ass." I threaten him, shaking up the bottle of pepper spray.

He chuckles then steps away. "You need help Loretta Devine." he says, thumping one of my curls. "Shut up. It's nothing wrong with my curls and my hair looks nothing like Loretta Devine's." I say as I open my car door. He laughs a little. "Whatever. You got them Big Worm off Friday curls in ya shit." he says, dying laughing.

I close my car door then drop the top. "Say something else and watch me run over your lil flowers." I threaten. Ant plants flowers as a hobby. He said it reminds him of the older woman who looked after him when he was a kid before she died. He told me they used to plant flowers together. "Jessica if you run my damn flowers over, we gone have a problem. Now you gone make me mad." he says, getting serious as hell.

I chuckle. "Yeah. Get your gardening ass back then." I say. He ignores me as he stands by the flowers. I laugh at him as I pull out the driveway. He really stood there to guard his little funky ass flowers and it's funny as hell.

I picked Torren up, now we're walking at the park with my home girl Zaya and my friend Almond. She's been so caught up with her man Prod and all their kids so we haven't had much time to talk but now we're catching up.

I watch as Almond and Torren eyeball each other. Word is Almond went from gay to straight all of a sudden but I really think him and Torren fucked off at one point. Zaya let Almond hit before I believe but that's not my business. I wasn't there so I don't know the whole story.

"How's Prod?" I ask, referring to her first everything. They've been rocking forever. "Girl he's the same thug ass nigga he's been since I met him. How about Ant? How is he?" she asks. "Girl, nothing changed." I answer. This is my girl and she loyal but I can't discuss my relationship with no other woman. I just don't trust females like that.

"I understand. How is baby Dream?" she asks. "Girl, she is good. She getting so big now." I answer. "That's good. I gotta see her." she says, smiling wide. "Don't worry, I'll let you see her whenever." I tell her. "Good." she says, looking at her phone.

She blows. "What's wrong?" Almond asks her in his male voice. Last time I talked to him he was very flamboyant. "I can't stand wanna be delivered ass gay folks." Torren says with an attitude, obviously throwing shade at Almond. "Even if I was still gay, you'd never be my nigga. You'd continue to take this dick in your mouth and ass and be a good lil bitch like I taught you to be." Almond says.

"Chill." Zaya says. "Um Almond, y'all ain't about to talk to each other like that." I say. Torren laughs a little. "I don't take dick, I give it. I think you forgot the position you played, bitch." Torren says.

"This is awkward. Let's just go. Jessica, I'll definitely call you tonight." Zaya says. "I agree." I say, hugging my friend tight. "Be safe." I say. Her man always has her in dangerous shit but she ride for him and he ride for her so what can I say?

DREW

I look straight ahead at the TV in the theater room of Ant's mansion as Reign stares at me. I slowly turn around and look at her. Usually when somebody gets caught staring at a person, they quickly look away. But not Reign. She still staring at me like that's a regular thing to do.

"Man, wassup?" I ask her. "Nothing. I was reading your tattoo on your wrist." she explains. "You a lie. It say Azai though." I tell her. "What does that mean? Is it dedicated to somebody?" she asks. "You asking too many questions. Just take the lil bit I did tell you and run with it." I say.

"You gone quit talking to me like I'm somebody who don't matter." she snaps on me. "You somebody who don't matter to me." I tell her in all honesty as I continue to watch the movie.

"You not even cute enough for all that." she says. I turn around then look at her. "And you not cute to me at all and that's why you mad." I say, watching her whole facial expression turn into anger.

"You know you lying. I'm far from unattractive. Hell, my whole bloodline look good as fuck. You got me fucked up." she says. "That's exactly why you unattractive to me. You think you the baddest bitch in California and the way you try so hard is ugly as fuck. You conceited. A nigga like me don't want no conceited female cause you gone always think you better than me and I can't fuck with it." I say.

"That's stupid." she mumbles. I unlock my phone then go through my pictures. I click on a picture of me from a year and a half ago. My hair was in a nappy fro cause I couldn't get a hair cut, I was sagging some big ass cargo pants, and I had on a black tee shirt with some old Jordans I had for a couple years because I couldn't get no new shoes at the time before Vonte really stepped in my life.

I show her the picture of me. "Keep it real, if I was still this same nigga still deep in the hood, would you still want me?" I ask her. She doesn't say anything as she stares at the picture. She awkwardly laughs. "That ain't you. Quit lying." she says. I raise my eyebrow. Her mouth drops. "That's really you?" she asks, shocked. "Yeah. Now would you still wanna fuck with me if I was still in that same living environment and situation?" I ask. "Honestly, hell no. You were... you were dusty, you looked mad, and you just... I don't know." she answers. "If you went through what I was going through you would've walked around mad as fuck too. But you wouldn't fuck with me back then?" I ask. She shakes her head no.

"My point exactly. You just proved why I won't fuck with you. You think you too good for people cause your family rich and cause you look good in your brain. Like I said, you conceited. You also materialistic as hell. You too caught up on looks ane money and shit. I'm the same nigga from that picture. The only difference is I'm living better now with Vonte. I'm the type of nigga who would give my last to my girl no matter how down and out I am, real talk. Plus, the few family members I do fuck with look just like I did and worse, all my niggas still on that same shit, so I know you would never feel comfortable with em and they'd probably break yo disrespectful ass jaw cause I can tell you rude to people you feel are beneath you. Plus, you the type of female to leave when money get low or yo nigga going through some tough shit in his life that make you look bad. Now you know why I ain't fucking with you." I explain.

I just did all that talking and I know she still gone ask stupid questions. She is annoying as fuck to me. "You just totally judged me. You assumed I'm like that when I'm not." she says. I don't say anything as I stand up. "You honestly never will be my type and I ain't tryin' to hurt yo lil feelings or nothin' but I just can't fuck with you. And yo daddy don't want niggas in yo life. I done told you I respect that nigga wishes." I tell her.

"Fine. I can get any nigga I want. I don't need your ugly ass." she says, getting in my face. "I'm ugly? You childish. How the hell I'm ugly now?" I ask her dumb ass. "Because you act like you just the finest nigga walking. Don't flatter yourself." she says. "I don't act like the finest nigga walking. You the one who all thirsty for me like I'm the finest nigga walking in your eyes. I think I'm a nice looking nigga and that's that. I ain't caught up on no damn looks." I say.

I used to have a lot of insecurities growing up. I had bad acne for a long time, I wore some big ass glasses, and I used to look rough. So when I got older and started looking good to the bitches, I still never got caught in my looks. I'm humble as hell cause I remember what I used to look like.

"If you don't want me you probably fuck with ugly bitches." she says. "I ain't caught on looks, like I said. If she loyal, I want her. If she know how to cook and clean and all that shit, I definitely want her. I don't date to have pointless feelings. I date to build with the person so she gotta have all them skills for when I marry her." I explain.

"You don't look or act like a serious person." she says. "Why? Cause I'm silly half the time? I'm a man though, Reign. You still act like a little girl. That's annoying." I say. "I don't care no more. You won't even get to know me." she says, looking sad as hell like I really hurt her feelings.

I sit back down in the theater seat. "Fine. Sit down. Tell me bout yourself." I say. She sits down. "I don't know." she says. "You don't know about your own self?" I ask her. "It's not that much to tell. I'm from California, obviously. I have eight siblings. I'm sixteen in the eleventh grade. I like to travel, eat, go to arcades, and swim." she says.

"That's it? I wanna know about you as a person... like what you like and dislike and shit." I say. "I told you what I like. I dislike bugs and liars." she says. I nod my head. "What about you?" she asks. "Rememeber I said I don't open up to strangers?" I ask. She nods her head. "It ain't nothing against you, but I don't do that." I say.

"I give up. I don't have to try to make you like me. Plenty of boys like me." she says. "I need a rider. I honestly don't think you can be that for me and I really ain't trying to hurt yo feelings." I say. She rolls her eyes at me as a couple tears roll down her face. What the fuck she crying for?

"I'm tired of you treating me like I'm a problem!" she screams in my face. I stand up then move her out my way. "I don't feel like fighting yo brothers or yo daddy cause you mad and wanna make a scene about me." I say, then walk out. I don't have patience for that dumb shit at all.

KAREEM

"So, you really gone sit here and act as if I'm not talking to you?" my ex girlfriend asks me as she sits in my hotel bed naked. We were trying to work things out at one point but I can't do it. She don't understand the life I live. When I'm handling business, she'll swear up and down I'm somewhere with my dick in another bitch. All those accusations is why we broke up in the first place.

"What you want?" I ask, looking up from my phone. "Who the fuck you texting that got you acting like I'm not sitting here?" she yells at me. I ignore her, sending Jessica a text. I had to leave California for a few days to meet with a potential business partner and because she was at my house, I went ahead and brought Carson, my ex. I'm ready to get back and see Jessica. I'm feeling her a lot.

She snatches my phone out my hand. I watch her in annoyance, letting her read the messages. If she wanna be tough and snatch my phone, I'll let her do that. I'm grown with nothing to hide. "Who the fuck is Jessica?" she snaps in my face. "She somebody I'm talking to. She cool people." I answer.

"Oh yeah?" she asks, calling her. I snatch my phone out her hand then hang the phone up. "You know your existence bothers me more and more by the minute?" I calmly ask her. "Fuck you! You out here running around with another bitch! Let me catch this hoe, imma fuck her up!" she yells. I blankly stare at her. "Get out." I demand.

She looks at me crazy. "You got me fucked up, Kareem." she says. "Either shut the fuck up or get out." I say. She rolls her eyes, putting her clothes back on. "I'm going for a walk before I say the wrong thing to you." she says. I ignore her, looking at my phone as Jessica calls back.

I answer it then walk into the bathroom. "Hey Kareem." she excitedly says, making me smile a little. It's something about Jessica I'm feeling but it's too early for that. "Wassup?" I ask. "Nothing really. Just about to go shopping with my bestfriend. You?" she asks. "At the hotel chilling. How was your day?" I ask, looking down at my dick as it hardens a little. I don't know why but when I talk to her I get aroused.

"It was pretty good. You?" she asks. Before I can answer, Carson storms in the bathroom. "You on the phone with that bitch? Tell her imma find her and beat her ass when I get back to California!" she yells. "Um... I see you kinda busy. Imma talk to you another time." Jessica says, then hangs up in my face.

I look at Carson. I got the strongest urge to slit her throat and make it look like it was a suicide. "I advise you go for yo walk." I say. "Fucking bastard!" she yells, then slaps me. I grab her then body slam her into the tub. "Keep yo fucking hands to yourself." I say, then walk out the bathroom before I end up hurting her. She is crazy as hell.

KEKE

My phone starts ringing. I look at Khari's name then ignore it. She calls right back. I answer it. "What?" I ask. "I miss you so much." she mumbles, crying. I hang up the phone in her face. I don't wanna hear that bullshit. I'm through with her.

"Where Noble at?" I ask my dad, walking into his room. I glance at Amari as he sleeps up against my dad's body. "He on a date." he answers, picking Amari up. He lays Amari across his chest then wraps his arm around him while Amari continues to sleep.

"A date? Since when has Noble no pussy getting ass been going on dates?" I ask, laughing. My dad starts laughing. "He with the lil girl he apologized to. I don't know where he going." he answers. I shake my head. "Imma call him." I say.

I call him then put it on speaker. "Wassup? Miracle, get off me." he says, laughing. I hear her laughing in the background. "Trojan." my dad says, telling Noble to wear a condom on the low. I burst into laughter.

Noble starts laughing. "Mane, whatever. I don't kiss and tell." he says. "Where you at?" I ask. "We at her house. We went to the movies, I took her to Universal Studios but we wasn't there that long cause they were bout to close. Then we went and ate and went to some arcades. I'm getting ready to come home in a couple hours." he answers.

"You got condoms?" my dad asks him. "I had one. That hoe broke." he answers. "Big dummy. Have fun though, son. Call me when you on the way home." my dad says. "Aight. Miracle, get off me." he says, laughing. I hang up, letting him do him. I remember when Noble was just a lil kid. Now he all grown up getting pussy. It's crazy how fast time flies.

"So momma done?" I ask my dad. "She met a nigga named Kareem and all of a sudden wanna front on me." he answers. "What if she marry this nigga?" I ask. "I'll shoot him at the alter." he answers. I start laughing because I know good and well he being dead serious.

"You can't ruin her life. Let her move on if that's what she wanna dlo." I say. My dad is something else. Before he can respond, my mom walks in here. She hugs me. "I was looking for Amari." she says, holding some shopping bags. "What you buy?" my dad asks. "I bought some stuff for him." she answers, handing my dad the bag from Kids Footlocker.

My dad lays Amari next to him then opens the bag. He pulls out a small Jordan box then open it. "These the lil toddler Jordan flip flops I was gone buy him. You beat me to it." he says. "Do you like the Adidas I got him?" she asks as my dad opens the small shoe box. He looks at them. "Naw... not really." he answers. "I'll take them back then." she says. My parents are so weird. They argue all the time but they make most decisions together.
They so dysfunctional but still find a way to discuss certain shit.

"Imma leave yall alone." I say. They ignore me as my dad continues to look at the shoes my momma bought Amari. I shake my head. "Folks ain't gone ever really fall out of love." I mumble as I walk out of my dad's room.

ANT

"I like these." I say, looking at the gold Giuseppe sneakers she got for him. "Me too. I got them in black and gold and white and gold." she says. I nod my head. I like those for him. My son be fresh as hell. All of my kids dress well. "Oh I forgot I bought the blue ones too." she says. "How much they cost in toddler sizes?" I ask. "They're about five hundred something a piece." she answers.

I nod my head. "Oh shit! These live as fuck. He wearing these tomorrow for sure." I say, looking at the toddler Gucci flip flops. They're made like a sandal. They got the red and green stripes across the toe and ankle areas. The rest is white. "How much these cost?" I ask. "I think like two hundred something." she answers.

"I got these for Dream. Aren't they so cute?" Jessica asks, smiling as she shows me a gold Gucci baby shoe. "Yeah she gone be cute in them. What's in that Bloomingdale's bag?" I ask. "Just a few Burberry dresses for Dream. I found this little cute Burberry blanket and bib set there. And I got Amari, Tae, and LaLa some Polo stuff." she answers.

She hands me a bag from Cartier. "What's this?" I ask. "Don't say I never gave you nothing." she says. I smile as I look at the black Cartier watch she bought me. "How you know I wanted that watch?" I ask. "You were looking at it online. I bought everybody something today." she says.

I nod my head. "I like it." I say, putting it on my wrist. I nod my head. "Consider it all a new coparent gift." she says, handing me a bag from Saks Fifth Avenue. I narrow my eyes at her then look in the bags. She bought me hella designer clothes from there.

"Well thank you." I say, looking at the red Versace shirt. I'm wearing that tomorrow. "You're welcome." she says, looking at some clothes I'm guessing she bought for the twins. She bought two of each item so that shit definitely is for Noble and Majesty.

"Let's talk. You miss me?" I ask. "No. We're coparenting and that's it." she answers. "So if I got another woman, you wouldn't feel some type of way?" I ask. "Naw. I'll be happy for you." she answers. I see straight through that bullshit. She wouldn't be nowhere near happy.

"Co parents my ass." I say. "Well I don't know what to tell you. You lucky I'm even being friendly. But I refuse to go down that road again." she says. I lean in then kiss her lips. "Ant don't try me." she says. "You saw me leaning in and didn't move so you wanted me to kiss you. You don't gotta admit it. I love you and miss being with you. You ain't gotta admit it but I know you missing me too. Imma be back though, I'm finna go to Walmart. You welcome to join me. And I'm bringing him with me." I say, picking Amari up.

She ignores me as she watches me. This boy gotta be the deepest sleeper on earth. I done picked him up and put his shoes on and everything and he still knocked out sleep with his head on my chest.

"You coming?" I ask. "No. But bring back some diapers and wipes for Dream if you don't mind." She says. "Aight." I say,then walk out my room, leaving her in there.

I walk down the stairs. I notice Reign watching Drew on the low. He sitting at the table with Vonte eating ice cream. Reign just standing in the kitchen like a creep watching the boy. "Reign, come ride with me and Amari to the store." I demand. I don't like how she throwing herself on that boy. That shit not cute and I plan on talking to her about it. Everybody can see what she been doing.

"Ant, I'm having withdrawals. I ain't fucked in so long." Vonte randomly says, shaking his head. I look at him crazy then shake my head. Something really wrong with my brother.

NOBLE

"I gotta get ready to head out." I tell Miracle while we lay in her bed watching TV. She looks at me. "Yeah, my mom is coming home in an hour." she says. I sit up then get off the bed. She watches me like she got something on her mind.

"Wassup?" I ask. "Can I kiss you?" she awkwardly asks. I lean down then kiss her lips, instantly putting my tongue in her mouth. She lays back while pulling my body down on top of hers. I kiss her neck while I pull her shorts down. She really got me debating on whether I want to go raw and pull out. I trust her enough to go raw and I know I'm the only nigga she let in her anyway.

I pull her panties to the side. "Naw... matter fact, take em off." I demand. She pulls her panties down then throws them on the floor. I take my pants and boxers off. "Please pull out." she mumbles. I lay her body back then position my dick between her legs. "The fuck going on?" I hear her momma scream before I can even push myself in.

My eyes widen as I quickly get dressed. "Momma!" Miracle nervously exclaims, hiding under the cover. Her momma starts pacing the floor crying. "What the fuck is going on? Why are you in my house?" she screams. "Momma, I'm sorry." Miracle says. "I'm sorry too... it was my idea. She didn't even wanna have sex. I think she was just scared and going along with it. We didn't do nothing though." I lie, trying my hardest to keep Miracle out of trouble. I'm willing to take the fall for the whole thing because I know I won't get in any trouble for it at home but she will.

Miracle looks at me funny. "Get the fuck out my house! Miracle since you wanna do grown shit, get ya grown ass out!" her momma yells. "Get out? Why are you putting me out? And I don't have anywhere to go!" Miracle cries. I sigh. "Leave! I'm so mad at you I don't know what to do." her momma snaps. Miracle puts her clothes on then storms out of her room.

"Leave!" she yells at me. I grab Miracle's phone then walk out. "Miracle." I say as she storms out the house. I walk over to her then pick her up. "Move!" she yells at me. I ignore her then put her in the passenger seat. I get in then put my seat belt on. "You can stay with me til she let you come back." I tell her. I don't know how imma explain this one to my family. Ain't this some shit.

I know some of yall noticed that lil RIDE & Thugged Out Mix up if you been reading my stuff for a while lol.

& I did that cause I'm posting the RIDE edited version preview on here. So for the people who been trying to read RIDE, I'm putting it on Wattpad for a lil while.

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