"Girl, as strong as I am, you're my weakness." - Ty Dolla Sign

NOBLE

The talk I had with my momma helped me so much. It felt like she never was gone for so long. Nothing felt weird. She probably is the only person who knows how to get me to chill out sometimes. I forgot to bring up one thing so that's what I'm about to do now. I'm walking downstairs to the kitchen where she is with Uncle Vonte, Reign who's holding my baby sister, LaLa, Amari, and some kid and young nigga that came with my uncle.

"Who are yall?" I ask. "I'm big sexy Sean, pleased to meet you." the younger one says, slightly making me laugh from shock. "He so funny." LaLa says, hugging uncle Vonte. "You right. So, how old are you? I like your bowrettes." he says to LaLa.

"Ay, chill." my mom demands, wrapping her arms around Amari as he plays with the bottom of her shirt. "You the nigga who tried to fight with me when I was lookin' at yo fine ass sister. For the record, yo momma the baddest in this mothafucka. Now, imma tell you how this gone go. I'm gone fuck with yo momma, become yo step father, then Imma fuck with yo sister and become yo brother in law." dude nonchalantly says, grinning at me.

"Hold up. Vonte get this nigga, I ain't about to sit here and be disrespected." my momma snaps, looking at him like he crazy. "Drew, chill the fuck out with all that, now!" my uncle snaps. "Noble, calm down." Reign demands as Drew's words replay over and over in my mind. This nigga really got bold as fuck. "What? I'm supposed to start shivering, my nigga? You lucky I ain't knock all yo fuckin' teeth down yo throat when you first tried to run up on me and shit." he says. I nod my head, glaring him down. "You know what, I'll be back." I say.

I walk out of the kitchen then jog up the stairs to my room. "Fuck you doing in here?" I ask Jessie as he lays in my other bed for when Majesty sleeps in here. "Bruh, I'm bored as hell. Where the hell Majesty at?" he asks. I shrug my shoulders. "Probably in daddy room. Daddy ass M.I.A." I answer, reaching under my bed.

I grab my gun from under there then take it off safety. "What the fuck you got that gun out for?" Jessie awkwardly asks. "I already killed one nigga, shit, fuck it. No nigga finna disrespect me, period." I answer. "What? What you even talking about?" he asks. "When you hear the screaming you'll see." I answer. I'm through tolerating disrespect. I can for sure fight with my hands but I don't have the time for that shit. I'd rather silence this nigga forever.

Jessie follows me downstairs to the kitchen. "Yeah, let me hear how you gone fuck my momma one more time, bitch." I say, holding the gun at Drew's head. "No, Noble!" Reign screams in fear. I ignore her as she takes Amari from my mom and rushes out of here holding Dream with Amari and Lala following her.

"Whoa, hold up. Chill out." my uncle Vonte demands. "You getting real damn bold with that gun, nephew, put it down." he adds, walking closer to me. "Uncle Vonte, I'll blow your heart out your chest and I mean that. Step the fuck away from me." I demand in all seriousness. "Noble, cut it out, now." my mom lowly growls at me as her voice shakes. "Cut what out? I ain't letting nobody more niggas disrespect you, momma. Fuck no." I say, shaking my head.

Drew starts laughing then immediately pulls a gun on me. "Guess we finna be shot up." he says, staring in my eyes as he holds the gun to my head. "No! Put these fuckin' guns down! If it's a issue, throw hands in the backyard but this shooting shit ain't finna go down! It's too many fuckin' kids in this house! Get the gun from my brother head, and you get the gun from his, Noble! Yall don't got shit to prove, swallow yall pride and put em down! Too many niggas dying behind petty shit like this! Think about it, Noble, if you shoot this nigga, you already know unnecessary hell gone be on everybody because he damn near Uncle Vonte son and uncle Vonte got love for him so he gone fuck you up regardless! Drew, if you shoot my brother, my nigga, yo death will be so foul and painful and it'll go unsolved! Everybody you care about including lil Sean right here gone be dead right along with you! It's murder behind my brother so ask yourself if shooting Noble worth the hell you gone catch! It's not! This murder shit dead, put them damn guns up!" Jessie yells at the top of his lungs, glaring at us.

"I ain't putting a mothafuckin' thing down. If he wanna light this shit up, we can do that." Drew says. "Or you can put that damn gun down or I'll shoot your brain across this kitchen." my momma growls at him, holding a loaded shot gun at the back of his head. My dad comes in out of nowhere holding a machine gun. "The fourth of July came early, I see. Put the gun down or you dead." my dad says, standing on the side of him.

Sean narrows his eyes then lowers it. "Give me the gun." my uncle demands. I sigh then hand it to him. He takes Drew's gun. "Get the fuck out, Vonte. Take this nigga with you. Jessica ain't even been back a whole twenty four hours and she already being disrespected. Get yo kid and leave." my dad demands. "I ain't going nowhere, Ant." my uncle says. "You wanna bet, Vonte? Make this easy on yourself and yo lil adopted kids. Get out my fucking house." my dad says. "I said I ain't leaving." my uncle says. My dad slowly nods his head. "He just told me he ain't leaving the house I pay bills in. That's funny. Let me put it this way, you will get out of my house within the next two minutes along with your adopted children, or you'll leave the other way and I know you don't want that." he says. "Naw." my uncle says.

My dad chuckles then nods his head. "Vonte... don't make me make a foul decision. Leave." my dad demands. "You know what, fine, I'll leave because all of yall are some psychos and I don't have time for yall crazy, weird asses trying to shoot every time you look around. Sean, Drew, let's roll." he demands. "Finally!" Sean yells, sprinting out the kitchen. Drew and I glare at each other for a second. I watch as he walks out with my uncle behind him.

My dad walks out the kitchen to lock the door. "Ma... don't be mad." I say. "Noble, I ain't mad, I'm pissed to be exact." she says, taking deep breaths. I don't say anything as she angrily glares at me. My dad walks back in here. "Pops... come on, he tried to hoe me. He said some stuff about momma and Reign." I say. "Noble, you sound more and more like a bitch every time you open your mouth so I advise you shut the fuck up." he says. "I'm acting like a bitch cause I wasn't letting him talk crazy about my momma and my lil sister? How is that being a bitch?" I yell at him. He draws back then punches me hard as hell in my chest. I fall over on the counter, coughing. That hurt so bad. "Stand yo ass back up, now." he demands.

I stand back up, glaring at him. He draws back then punches me in my chest even harder than he did before. "You wanna sit up running your mouth, sounding like a lil girl talking shit like a bitch? Imma treat you like one." he says, then punches me again. I fall down on the floor, gasping for air. He kicks me in my back. "Get up, now! You damn near pinned me and my brother against each other with this shit! You almost made me have to kill a child! That nigga Drew is a child! I don't kill kids! I was finna shoot a damn kid then be willing to kill my own brother because you can't control yo damn emotions and you let every lil thing flip you out and have you being a lil hoe!" my dad yells, then swings at me one more time.

"You... you the last one who can tell me something about not controlling my emotions." I cough out. "Shut up! Both of yall, shut up! Ant, you better not hit him again and I mean it! And both of yall better shut up!" my mom screams at us. "You ain't finna call my child too many more bitches neither!" she adds. "I didn't call my son no bitch, I told him he was acting like one! This don't have nothing to do with you, shut the fuck up, Jessica!" my dad yells back at her, turning red. She draws back then slaps spit out of his mouth. My eyes widen as he stares at her in shock. "Didn't I say shut up? I mean shut up, Ant!" she yells.

"You know what... Jessica... you so close to... fuck it. Just let me shut up." he says, shaking his head. "If you wanna baby him, do that. He was being bitch made and you know it." he angrily says. "You're very bitch made, Ant. Very. So, don't even go there." she says. "Me? I'm bitch made? Never that! You can say what you want about me, but I always been a man! You better watch what you say to me, Jessica!" he hollers at her, pointing his finger in her face. "Get your finger away from my face, Ant! I wish you would put your hands on me! I should've stayed my ass where I was at with Montana! I hate your ass!" she screams at him, then storms out the kitchen.

He sighs, staring at the floor. He angrily chuckles, then shakes his head. "She wish she would've stayed where she was at when the nigga forced her out my life then fuckin' got her pregnant against her will infront of me and she got the damn audacity to tell me she wish she would've stayed there and that she hate me? You know what, fuck you, Jessica! Yeah, I said it, fuck you! Fuck your momma, Noble! I hope her ass die! Gone tell me you hate me and wish I was Montana! Go be with him then! Fuck you!" my dad yells, throwing stuff and punching anything he can.

"Chill." Majesty demands, running in the kitchen. "Gone tell me she want that nigga over me after all this shit? I lost my mind over yall momma! I love her dumb ass! On everything, I went crazy without her! I sat there with that nigga beating the fuck outta me when we was in that situation! I begged her not to lay there and take that pain and stress! I begged! I put her before myself but all she do is focus on how many times I cheated and bullshit! I sat in that damn room tied up, barely even living, begging that nigga to kill me! I begged to die just so she would've have to be hurt with a baby she didn't want! If that aint love, I don't know what is! And all she can do is tell me she want the nigga and want me dead! I put her life before my own life! I was gone die right then and there for yo momma and that's all she got to say to me? So don't tell me to chill! I ain't gone chill!" he yells as his eyes become glossy.

I don't say anything as he stares at the wall in shock. My dad so hurt right now. It's almost unreal. I've seen him hurt but dang, he beyond hurt over those simple words she said. He wipes a single tear off his face then grabs a bottle of Vodka. My eyes widen as he drinks some straight out the bottle. He closes his eyes as he swallows it. "Fuck her. She fucking foul." he says.

"Calm down. You gone say something you'll regret, dad, stop." Majesty says, taking the alcohol bottle out of his hand. "I need to be by myself." my dad says, then walks out. Majesty, Jessie, and I shake our heads at each other. "This shit my fault." I say. "I'm glad you know, genius." Reign sarcastically says, walking into the kitchen. "You pinned everyone against each other because you wanted to be a little bitch. So, you should feel bad. Daddy and our uncle went at it, then momma just came back and already is going at it with daddy because of you. This ain't how their reunion was supposed to go but no, no, no, somebody had to fuck it up. Congrats, Noble, you outdid yourself this time." Reign goes off.

"Shut the fuck up!" I yell at her. "What you gone do next? Try to kill me?" she sarcastically asks. "Reign, shut up." Majesty says in annoyance. "Look, everybody just need to go to they own room and chill. Imma go make sure LaLa ready for bed. Noble, how bout you go and give Amari his bath to calm down." Jessie says. I shake my head then walk out. I was really close to punching Reign in her nose. I'm just gonna go wash Amari instead. This whole thing went way too far.

ANT

"Women ain't shit." I say to myself as I smoke a blunt in my man cave. "Just a bunch of bullshit." I add. A knock on the door throws me off. "Go away!" I yell in all seriousness. I narrow my eyes as the door opens. "What you want? Nigga, I ain't gay, we ain't finna be alone together." I say to Torren as he stands in the door. "You're a real life psychopath like one of the kind you see on TV shows and got the nerve to think I'm here to do something gay to you? Hell no, honey, I don't mess with psychos." he says.

"Torren, you finna overstay yo unwelcome real quick. I didn't want you here from the get go but since I respected Jessica enough, you're here. Don't get shot up. I ain't in the mood." I tell him straight up. "Whatever. Look, Jessica and I don't wanna go to a hotel so we're staying here tonight. What guest room do you want me to sleep in? Jessica didn't want to ask you for anything so she's in the car being petty talking about she'd rather sleep in the car than ask you for shit." he says. "So. Let her sleep in the car, I don't care. Tell her I hope a bird shit on her window." I say.

"So, are you gonna man up or continue to do childish, petty stuff?" Torren asks. "Cleary both of yall got heated and said things in the moment. Pride is part of what ruined yall. Go talk to my friend, Ant. I'll watch Dream for her. She's in Reign's room. Just go talk to her." he says. "Tell her if she wanna talk to somebody, bow her head, close her eyes, and talk to God. He the only one who wanna hear what she got to say, not me." I tell him.

"Your pride stay messing yall up." he says. "You heard her. I'm sure the whole neighborhood heard her yell she hate me and how she'd rather be in her messed up relationship with Montana than be reuniting with me. My old white neighbor texted me and asked if everything aight over here, so you see how loud she was. I ain't got nothing to say." I tell him.

"Ant, you know she didn't mean that." he says. "Torren, can I smoke my weed in peace? Go get whatever guest room you want, I don't care. Now leave me alone." I demand. I watch as he walks out, closing the door behind him. I shake my head then turn the TV on.

I've been smoking and watching reruns of Martin for the past hour. Ironically, it's the episode Martin and Gina got into it bad. I pause it then stand up.

I walk out then up the stairs. The security codes and locks are enabled, the cameras are on, and the lights are off. Everybody's asleep. I open the blinds then look out the window. Jessica really is sleeping in the car right now like a dumb ass. "Fuck." I mumble to myself. I'm mad at her but I really don't want her back to be hurting from sleeping in the car like this. I guess I'll go get her.

I turn the alarm off then open the door. I go knock on her window. She jumps up then points a gun at the glass. She sighs then puts it down. She slowly rolls the window down. "Go away." she dryly says. "I don't wanna talk to you but I don't want you sleeping out here so come in and get some rest." I say. "No." she says. "Jessica... please." I beg, shaking my head. She stares at me for a second then gets out the car. "Only for my kids." she says.

I ignore her as we walk back in my house. I reset the alarms then lead her upstairs. I open my bedroom. I can tell she's shocked by how big and nice it is. When we were married at the old mansion, the room was amazing but since we've been apart and I moved myself and the kids here, the room is ten times better.

"What make you think I wanna sleep with you?" She dryly asks. "You not sleeping with me." I say as I walk to my closet. I grab Amari's Ninja Turtles covers off the shelf then walk out. "You sleeping on the floor. Make a pallet, babygirl." I say, tossing her the cover.

"Excuse you? Ant, quit playing with me. I'm going to a hotel. I'm leaving Dream with Torren so the kids can really bond with her. Fuck you." she says, throwing Amari's cover at me. "Typical Jessica running from her problems. Go to the hotel, I ain't stopping you. You told me how you felt so I don't give a shit." I say, taking my shirt off.

She starts staring at my body. "Fuck you looking at me for?" I ask, annoyed as I put my hair in a ponytail. "Your ugly long hair. You look like an ugly caveman." she answers. "Never that. You looking at my body wanting this dick but you ain't getting it. Go stare at Montana since he all that matter." I say.

"I didn't mean what I said." She says, sighing. I ignore her as I open my drawer. "It was wrong. We just now reuniting and all we've done is fought one another and it shouldn't be that way so I apologize for hurting your feelings. I just don't like the way you were acting." she admits. "Am I supposed to care?" I bluntly ask her, taking my pants off, leaving me in my boxers.

"You always gotta be childish. It never fails." she says as her eyes land between my legs. "My face up here. Why you looking between my legs and at my boxers? You ain't getting no dick from me, I ain't worried bout yo all over Montana ass." I say. "You'll die a childish nigga." she dryly says.

"That's fine. You'll die a... you know what, you lucky I'm a Christian. I ain't even gone make God mad by saying what I was gone say to you. Lord forgive me for my awful thoughts about this woman standing in my bedroom." I say, just to make her mad. "I don't know why you sitting here putting God in this. You're going to hell anyways." she nonchalantly says. "You going with me for... oops, nevermind, I ain't even gone say that foul thing." I say, grinning at her as I sit in my bed.

She looks down between my legs. "You're fucking nasty. Why you making it jump on purpose?" she asks. "Stop looking. What you waiting on, ball up on the floor in them blankets since I ain't good enough." I say, throwing a pillow at her head. She gasps then jumps on me. "You always fucking playing." She says as we wrestle. I start laughing, holding her arms. "Let me go!" she demands, laughing as we roll around play fighting. "Stop being an ass then." I say. "I apologized already. What else you want from me?" she asks. "Nothing. My bad for the shit I was on too. Imma apologize to Noble too tomorrow, aight?" I say. "Yup." she says. "If we would've squashed stuff like this when we were together we wouldn't have been so messed up." I say.

"Yeah." I say. I start violently shaking her body, making her laugh. "Get a tee shirt up out my drawer." I say. I stare at her butt as she opens my drawer. She grabs my old R.I.P. Mark tee shirt then takes her bra off. I watch, admiring her back and butt as she pulls her pants down. She puts my tee shirt on then looks at me. "I miss my nigga Mark, mane." I admit, thinking back on his death. She doesn't say anything. "How's Tez?" she finally asks. "Mane, Antez ain't changed." I answer, laughing. "Damn, majority of yo daddy's family's names start with Ant." she says. "Obviously." I sarcastically say.

"Shut up." She says, laughing. I snatch her down in the bed by her arm. "Let me go." she whines as I shake her. I start laughing then drop her. She lands directly on top of me with her titties all on my face. I grip both of her ass cheeks underneath my tee shirt she's wearing, feeling all on her orange lace thong she got on. I bite my lip, slipping my hand between her legs. "You wet for somebody who hate me." I whisper in her ear, then kiss it. I start slowly playing with her pussy through her panties.

She don't understand how many times I've dreamed of this moment since she been away. She lifts her body up then touches my hard dick. "Come here." she says. I lean in her face, ready to kiss her. "I don't want your ass." she whispers, giggling. I narrows my eyes then push her off my bed.

She starts dying laughing. "I can't tell cause you more turned on than me but whatever." I say. "I love you, I missed you, but I ain't having sex with you or nobody. Your little massages felt good though." she says, laughing. I narrow my eyes as she lays in my bed next to me. "You know what, you get on my nerves. Fuck... I'm Finna call a hoe. I ain't having blue balls messing around with yo ugly ass." I say, pulling my phone from under my pillow. "You better not." she says. I sigh. Me calling a hoe is so stupid. I'm trying to win her back so I gotta some how leave the hoes alone. I'm so weak when it comes to her.

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