"We talk about whatever, don't nothing be undercover. She my type of chick, I can't even lie, I love her." - Lil Snupe

ANT

I'm standing in my bathroom watching Jessica get dressed in a pair of my sweat pants and my Balmain t shirt. She just took a shower. I tried hard to get in with her but she wouldn't let me. It's all good though. My eyes trail down to her butt. "Quit eye fucking me, Ant." she says, looking at her face in the mirror. I start laughing then get behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist. "Move." she whines, turning her head as I kiss all over her neck. "I love you, my beautiful cream puff. You the Wanda to my Cosmo and the Rudolph to my reindeer." I joke. "You're so corny and lame." she says, laughing hard.

I smile, staring at us in the mirror as I hold her. "You're on hard. Get your dick off my butt." she says. "Can you calm down a minute and just chill? Look at us." I say, pointing at the mirror. "Man, move. I promised to take Noble somewhere today." she says. I pull away from her. "Why you not letting everybody go?" I ask. "Because it's something between me and him. But when we come back, I wanna watch a movie or something with you and all the kids." she says.

I nod my head. "So... you already know what imma ask." I say. "I really don't." she says. "You know... um... will you remarry me? Right here, right now... I can get whatever ring you want later but I can call up a pastor and we can do it." I offer as my heart beats fast. If she want another huge wedding, we can do that. I just hate how she got forced by Montana to divorce me. We were married a long ass time and I don't even feel right without her living in my house for good and without her being my wife. "What?" she asks as if I caught her off guard. "Me without you ain't right... yo last name not being Mitchell anymore really fucking with me because we wasn't supposed to end like that. We got forced apart so why not pick back up?" I ask.

"No, Ant. We've been around each other just for a little while and with this stuff with Montana going on, I don't think it's a good idea. I don't know what I want to do so I'm gonna chill and let things play out. I know you're about to be mad but I hope you understand what I'm saying." she says. I sigh then nod my head. "No, I ain't mad and I understand." I assure her, then kiss her forehead.

She starts smiling. "You blushing, Ant?" she asks, laughing. I look away from her, trying to stop smiling. "Stop, baby, you make me feel like a damn teenager in love again. I never thought we would end up here with kids who are the same age we were when we met. That shit crazy." I say, in disbelief. She nods her head. "It really is." she agrees.

I lean against the counter, staring at her. "You looking like you got something on yo mind." I say. "Nothing, I just wanna hug you." she says. I smile then open my arms. She tightly wraps her arms around my neck as I hug her waist. "Remember when I played with your dick the first time and I thought sperm would infect my skin?" she asks, laughing. I start dying laughing. "Yeah, I remember that shit. I was locked up and shit. How you feel about having one more baby if we get back together?" I ask. "Hell to the naw, I got a baby girl and I didn't want to have her in all honesty. I'm thankful for her but I didn't want no more kids by Montana because he's controlling and I didn't wanna follow his strict rules another eighteen years, plus the other eight years Tae has before he's eighteen." she says, shaking her head. I gently grab her chin, forcing her to look at me. "To hell with Montana. None of his bullshit rules apply when you with me and I mean that, aight? It ain't shit for you to worry bout." I tell her straight up. She nods her head.

"I got a question. I don't know how you gone take it." I say. "Just ask." she says. "You know how the whole thing with him getting you pregnant with her in my face came so sudden while me and you clearly was married and fucking? I was hitting you raw damn near all the time, then the whole him knocking you up thing was around that time. I looked at Dream good while you was in the shower, aight? You know that strange dark spot at the bottom of my foot? She got that... so is she my daughter?" I ask, swallowing hard.

She doesn't say anything. "Look... as far as I know, she's Montana's. I don't know if he really got a DNA test or if he said it just to be saying something. But I believe she's his. Listen, this is nothing like the thing with Reign. I was married to you and having sex with you. Montana didn't give me a choice but to let him do what he did or he'd kill you so it's not like this was really in my control. So, please don't look at me as a whore because I question who her daddy is. The whole thing was unplanned. I don't even wanna know because Montana will flip if she's yours. Before you say it, I know we wouldn't be in this situation if I wasn't still messing around with him when I got mad at you." she explains.

"I'd never blame you if she really mine. It ain't like you can see into the future. We didn't know that was gone happen." I say, shrugging my shoulders. I'm almost positive Dream really is my daughter. I'm not gone make a big deal about it though. Montana a foul mothafucka but I ain't trying to cause unnecessary problems for Jessica so imma let him have his way when it comes to Dream. At the same time, he ain't no dumb nigga so he most likely knows that baby ain't his. She got some features that only my kids and I have. He most likely knows and accepted it or some shit. Either way, I'm probably getting an in home test behind Jessica's back because I need to know for sure.

"Let's change the subject. I need to flat iron my hair." she says. "I got you." I say, laughing as I get Reign's flat iron and heat protectant from under the cabinet. I grab some oil so I can put it in her scalp. I sit down on the toilet then pull her down on my lap. "Ant, what you doing?" she asks me, getting comfortable on my lap. "Oiling yo scalp so I can do yo hair." I answer, parting her hair. I smirk a little as she squeezes her legs together tight. She feeling this wood poking her and she want it, that's all that is.

"What's funny, Ant?" she asks as I laugh while massaging the oil into her scalp. "Nothing... you getting horny, I can tell." I answer. "No I'm not." she says. "Tell that to a nigga who don't know you." I say, smirking a little. She doesn't say anything. "That feels good." She mumbles. I don't say anything as I focus on her hair.

I stand her up then plug the flat irons in. "Be real about something... who taught you how to do hair?" she asks. "You did, duh." I answer. "No, I taught you how to braid a little when we were teenagers. You damn near do curls and roller sets better than most women and the few times I asked for help with my makeup, you did an amazing job. How'd you really learn?" she asks. "I don't wanna talk about it." I answer, frowning as I think back in my past. "Why? Don't tell me you messed off with men, Ant." she says. "What? Jessica, you just almost got smacked in yo face for that. Nigga, I ain't fucking gay. Is you crazy?" I ask, looking at her funny. Jessica lost her damn mind.

"You just called me a nigga." she says. "I'm aware of what I said, piece of shit." I joke. She starts laughing. "Shut up, Ant. Seriously, how'd you learn?" she asks. "My lil sister taught me, aight? I don't even like talkin' bout that shit. But before she died, my momma obviously wasn't there. So, my sister was damn near a teenager at the time before she got killed. She didn't want her hair messy no more cause I mean, she was growing up and starting to give a fuck about her appearance. So, since we didn't have no females around to keep her up, I tried to do it. One day we had went up in one of them Chinese beauty supply stores where they watch you the whole time and shit, right? So, I was used to stealing and shit to survive so it was nothing. I asked a bunch of hoes what type of shit I needed to do my sister hair but they didn't take it serious. We had went in the beauty supply. I hit them up. I stole all type of shit I didn't even know how to use. Mane, Jessica, I still don't know how me and Anyah got away with that. So we got to the house and I dumped all the shit out. First, she was showing me videos on roller sets or some shit. I messed up until she kinda helped me so I learned how to do that with her. Then she talked me through flat ironing and shit. So, I got real good eventually cause I didn't want my sister head nappy and didn't want her being picked on. Then as far as the make up goes, I stole her a lot of lil lip gloss and shit just cause she thought she was less than the other girls her age cause she only wore chapstick. I stole a lil makeup too. So the make up thing was like doing kids face painting or some shit so that's how I learned. And after she died, I never got rid of none of the stuff I stole to keep her up, ever." I admit, looking away from Jessica.

She doesn't say anything. "How did she look?" she mumbles. "Exactly like Reign and LaLa put together. I guess that's why I always liked doing they hair for em... it remind me of the times I spent with Anyah. She had these thick ass curls like LaLa that took all day to get through. I used to complain my ass off." I say. "I would do anything to get her back, Jessica. I know I was a teenager when she got killed but gotdamn, I never got over it. I should've fuckin' went outside with her and she would still be here on my nerves or some shit." I say, shaking my head. She wraps her arms around me, hugging my tight. "It ain't your fault. You didn't know someone would kill her, Ant. Rememeber your last moment with her... yall told each other yall loved each other before she even took her last breaths. So, she didn't die angry at you or blaming you. She wouldn't want you beating yourself up or still being angry at the world if she was here." Jessica says.

I bite my bottom lip then wipe a couple of tears off my face. I force a smile. "Let me finish yo hair." I say. "Nope... I got a better idea. Get dressed." she says. "What? I flat ironed half of yo head. Let me finish." I say. "I'll finish it. Just get dressed." she says. "For what? Ain't you going somewhere with Noble?" I ask. "Yep. Get dressed. I'm gone finish my hair, take Noble where we need to go, then when I come back, you better be ready." she says. I narrow my eyes at her. "It's a surprise. It'll be special." she says, smiling. I grab her hand then kiss her finger with my sister's ring on it. "I love you, Jessica." I say, watching her do her hair. "Love you too." she says. I feel these crazy butterflies in my stomach as if I'm the same young nigga I was when I fell in love with someone the first and only time which is with her. It's something I can barely describe.

MONTANA

"Finally got your head out Ant ass and came to see me?" I sarcastically ask Jessica as she walks in my hospital room. "Keep his name out your mouth, Montana. This beef is over." she demands. "What? You fucked that nigga?" I ask. "No, Montana, damn, shut up." She says as if I'm getting on her nerves. "Whatever, mane. Where my kids at?" I ask. "With Torren." she answers. "What the fuck you leave my kids with that dick sucking mothafucka for, Jessica? I'm laid up in the hospital and you got the nerve to be all in Ant face then not even bring my kids to see me? Really?" I yell in frustration.

"Hold the fuck on. Shut your stupid ass up. It's your fault you're here. You act like you can't be touched all the time. You acted like some sort of savior when you're really just a selfish ass wipe, aight? Your grimy actions came back and bit you in your butt which is why you're laid up in this hospital bed now. You sitting here lashing out, yelling at me because you're mad at yourself! I ain't with that bullshit, Montana!" she yells back at me.

I ignore her. Noble bursts through the door. "Momma, what this nigga do to you?" he asks with his fists bald up. I shake my head. "You act more and more like yo damn daddy by the day. Calm the fuck down!" I snap at him. "Man, shut up. Be mad at yourself for getting caught slippin'." Noble says, shrugging his shoulders.

"Shut up. Now, I left Dream and Tae because I wanted this visit to be between you and Noble. Squash it." Jessica demands. "What is it to squash? It's fucked up but I still love you like my own, Noble. I won't hurt you and I'll make sure nobody lay a hand on you, period. I would've did the same thing or worse so I have no ill feelings towards you." I admit. "I don't either but I ain't taking no more disrespect. We good though. Just don't fuck with my daddy or my momma and I'm good." he says. "Stop cursing." Jessica mumbles. "Sorry, ma." he says. "Cool. Jessica, can me and Noble talk man to man real quick?" I ask. "No. You're sneaky and I ain't letting you do nothing to him." she says. "Jessica, I promise on Tae and Dream and my brothers lives I'm not doing nothing foul." I say.

"It's cool, momma." Noble says. I'm really not about to hurt him in no way. I just wanna talk to him about things his momma won't understand. "Fine." she says, then walks out the room. "What?" Noble asks. "You know I could've killed you, Noble?" I ask. "You couldn't do nothing to me that I couldn't do to you, period." he says, looking in my eyes.

I nod my head. "I could've let you die." he says. "What stopped you?" I ask. "I'd rather not say. I got love for you. You taught me a lot, I'll never deny that." he admits. "I respect you, Noble. Always will." I tell him. He nods his head. "Sit down. Let me holler at you bout some shit." I say. He sits down, looking at me. Now that he's older, it's a lot I have to get him to understand about me and my lifestyle. It's time.

JESSICA

Noble was quiet but seemed peaceful the whole ride from the hospital. He wouldn't tell me what they talked about at all. He said it's things that were supposed to stay between him and Montana. He said once. Tae becomes of age, he's supposed to pass whatever it is down to him. I wish I knew.

I just got back to Ant's mansion. I hope this nigga is ready. We get out the car then walk to the front door. Noble unlocks it then leads me in. I jog up to Reign's room. Dream starts crying loudly. I walk over then pick her up. "She is so spoiled. She cried because I put her down." Reign says. "Montana spoils her like that. I told him quit doing that." I say, putting her Versace pacifier in her mouth. I lay her down on the bed as she sucks her pacifier while staring at me.

"Me and your dad are about to go somewhere. We'll be back tonight." I say. She nods her head, smirking. I walk out then up to Ant's room. My eyes widen a little as I look at him. "What?" he asks. "You look so... so sexy." I admit, staring. He's in all black with a gold Rolex on his wrist and a couple of gold chains around his neck. He got his hair lined up and has his hair braided in two large cornrows. He even went and got his facial hair trimmed and lined up. His Cologne smells so good on top of that.

"Boss nigga shit, baby. That's all that is. These niggas ain't fucking with me." he says. I smile. "I love that cocky shit." I admit. "Oh, yeah? You love it enough to play seven minutes in heaven with a nigga?" He jokingly asks, making me laugh. "Whatever, Ant. Let's go." I say, walking ahead of him to keep from taking his offer. He just looks so damn good right now. I can't help but to stare. Tonight will be amazing, hopefully.

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Lol what Jessica got planned?

What yall think Montana told Noble?