Adam in the media.

"Yes, everything drops for you, everything stops for you. I'll bury a block for you. I'll let go every shot for you, and I'll reload the clip, just to make sho he's hit." - Juelz Santana

JESSIE

I bite my lip, holding some girl by her waist as she grinds on my lap. I think she goes to my school but I don't know.  I look up at Noble then shake my head as he gives me a goofy grin. It seems like every nigga in here got their eyes on this girl while she dances on me. I honestly feel like I have a stripper on me, this shit feels so good.

"You gone let me fuck?" I whisper in her ear. She laughs a little then stands up. "Come here." she mumbles. I lean in her face. She slaps the shit out of me, catching me off guard. "What the fuck?" I snap at her as everybody laugh. "Don't talk to me like I'm some cheap hoe, alright? It was just a dance. I'm not that type of girl, broke ass nigga." she says.

"What? How the fuck you gone get mad and put yo hands on me for asking you if you down to fuck? If you get in my lap grinding all up on a nigga all slow and shit, the hell you think imma ask? If you come off as a hoe, you get treated like one. And broke? I ain't ever been that." I say.

She shakes her head then storms away from me. "Who was that?" Majesty asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. I shrug my shoulders. "Don't know. She bout to get her damn jaw broke for slapping me, bruh." I say, shaking my head.

Him and Noble start smirking at me. "What?" I ask. "She kinda cute. And she dark like you like em too nigga." Majesty says. "Your point?" I ask. "You liked her?" Noble asks. "No. I liked how her ass felt, not her." I say. "She did slap the hell out of you." Majesty says, laughing.

I shake my head. "I just thought about something... where Adam at?" I ask. "That's actually a good question. Come on, let's find him." Noble says.

We walk towards the back of the house. He not back here. All of us head up the stairs. I open up one of the bedroom doors. My eyes widen. "H-Heeeeey my nigga and  wiggas since Majesty and Noble mixed with a lil white! What's goooooood bitches?" Adam yells. My eyes widen. He got his thumb in some girl's ass while he fucks her from behind, another bitch massaging his shoulders, and two girls on the bed kissing each other while watching.

"Whoaaa... and I thought I was getting pussy." Majesty mumbles. "This nigga is definitely uncle Vonte brother. What the hell, Adam? You lost yo virginity that quick?" Noble asks, laughing. "Everybody sit the fuck down and turn the music down, right now!" I hear my dad's voice from downstairs while people scream in fear.

My eyes widen. "Oh shit... Adam, come on." I demand. "What? Leave me aloooooone." he whines. He is drunk as hell. "Adam, pull out, nigga, we gotta go." Noble says. "No. I wanna have sex. Lots and lots of wet, toe curling sex." he says.

"Hell naw, nigga. Mane, my daddy here. I'm gone, fuck a nigga mean." Noble says, opening the window. "Nigga, we on the second floor, you can't jump." Majesty says. "He ain't my daddy, he's my brother. But yall are fucked." Adam says, laughing.

"You snuck out too nigga and granddaddy is yo dad so you gone get the shit beat out of you too. Let's go." I demand. "Noble Almighty, Jessie Marquise, Majesty Janelle, and Adam Mitchell, I'm about to beat the fuck out of yall!" I hear my momma yell.

"Shit. Lock the door." I whisper to one of the hoes. She sprints to it then locks it. "Open this damn door or I'll shoot this bitch down, yall know I'm half crazy!" my dad yells. "Ant at the door, jump out the window, nigga!" Adam raps, laughing.

I shake my head. "He said he half crazy... he's lying. He full crazy, my nigga." Noble whispers as we hide in the closet. I bow my head. "Grab hands." I say. All of us grab each other's hands. "God Almighty, we sorry for sneaking out of granddaddy house. Like... really really sorry. My daddy and momma, your beautiful creations are outside the door ready to kill us and I need you to help me, Jesus. You know they kinda crazy... God, if they kill me, please let me in Heaven so we can be friends. Amen." I pray.

I look at Adam crazy. "Are you fucking crying, you bitch?" Noble asks him. Majesty punches him in the chest. "Toughen up, nigga. Right now." he demands. "I'm just... I'm just so afraid. And sex was fun... I just wanna make love." Adam whines. "Who got this nigga drunk? And Adam, we don't make love to hoes, we just dick em, aight?" I ask. "She was so wet." he mumbles, sniffling. "Thank you, baby." the girl he was fucking named T says. "T, shut the hell up you cock blower." Noble says with an attitude.

"You stay talking shit about me, Noble, like damn. You wasn't saying that when you was fucking me raw though." she snaps. My eyes widen as Noble glares at her. "Yeah, before you became a no good nasty ass bitch back when I was the only one you were having sex with. Fuck you, T, shut up." he says.

I shake my head. Noble fell in love with her in middle school. He even lost his virginity to her, I believe. But she changed as we grew up. She started popping her shit for everybody and even began selling herself which made Noble hate her with a strong passion. People don't know their history though.

"This is my... my giiiiiiirlfriend. Oooh, we go togetha." Adam says, wrapping his arms around T. I shake my head as he talks to himself. "See, yo uncle love me." T says to Noble. "Let's see if he love you when he wake up with that burn and itch. Nigga gone feel like he put some icy hot on his balls after fucking yo hoe ass." Noble says.

I shake my head. "Damn, Noble, stop." Majesty says, chuckling. T glares at him. "You know what, let me out of this closet. I'm a man. I can handle the consequences." I say, reaching for the door knob. Noble quickly grips my wrist. "Jessie, is you stupid? Why the hell you acting like we got lil white parents named Susie and Bob who'll disregard this and let us get away with it? Nigga, is you dumb? Stay yo ass in the closet. You know they crazy." he snaps.

I smack my lips then lean back. My eyes widen. "Fuck no. Who house is this? I see roaches. Fuck that!" I yell, sprinting out the closet. I ain't scared of much but roaches is something I cannot tolerate.

My eyes widen as I stand face to face with my dad. My momma picked the lock with a bobby pin. "Well, hi, father." I say, smiling wide. Without a word, he punches me dead in my face.

"Yeah, come on out you lil fuckers! I'm on yall ass!" he yells, swinging his belt at me. I start screaming, trying to run as he beats the shit out of me with it. My mom is in the closet beating everybody's asses with her belt. Most people would be wondering why I'm seventeen getting a whoopin, plus crying about it but they don't understand. My dad gives those whoopins that make a nigga wanna run away and never come back.

"Sneak out again! I dare you, nigga! Stand yo ass up and quit squirming like a lil bitch! Boy, you squirming like a damn earth worm, get yo gotdamn ass up!" my dad yells, going harder.

"Please! Please!" I beg, trying to stand up. Him and my momma switch places. "Momma, please!" I scream. "Shut up, Jessie!" she yells, then pops me on my thigh meat. My eyes cross as I scream from the pain. If I knew sneaking out with Noble's ass would result in everybody getting tag team ass whoopins from my parents, I would've stayed my ass at my grandparents house. Fuck this shit, it ain't fair.

REIGN

I roll my eyes as Jah calls me. I'm still upset at him and if he thinks what he did is okay, he got another thing coming. Plus, his people ain't safe neither because Montana wants all their heads on a platter. One of them shot my little brother Tae and that alone is enough to make Montana act an ass. He's about to paint California red with their blood and it's nothing Jah can do to change that.

I've done stupid things in the past but I really can't forgive him for having something to do with that. 

I'm still at my grandparents house with Amari and LaLa sleeping next to me in my bed here. I feel sorry for my brothers and my uncle Adam. They snuck out and got caught which is not a good thing.

"Why you keep calling me?" I snap into the phone. "Come outside... damn, I'm risking a lot to see you, mane." he says. "I don't care if you risking your left leg, I am not coming outside. I have nothing to say to you." I say.

"Just hear me out." he says. "Whatever. Five minutes." I say, then hang up on him.

I just walked outside where he's sitting on his car up the street from my granddad's house. "Talk." I demand. "Come here right quick." he says, opening the back door. I look closer as he does something. My eyes widen as he pulls a baby boy out of a car seat. "This my son. Everything I do is for him and my people. I ain't like you, Reign. I didn't grow up with parents like yours who hit the block and made it happen for me. I do that for myself. What I did was a lil fucked up but put yo self in my shoes. Would you really turn that money down to be a good person or would you do what you had to do to make sure yo child ate? It ain't nobody fault but my own that I got a kid young but he still mine and I do what I gotta do to feed him." he quickly says.

I don't say anything as I stare at his baby. "What's his name?" I ask as he squirms around in Jah's arms. "Jahvon." he answers. "Is that your real name?" I ask. "Naw. I didn't name him after me cause I ain't shit. I want my lil nigga to be better." he answers.

"What's your real name?" I ask. "Can't tell you that. Yo family hate a nigga right now. My name is the last thing yall need." he answers. I shrug my shoulders, staring at his baby boy. "He's handsome." I mumble. "Thank you. He look like his momma." he says. "Where is she?" I ask out of curiosity. "She started selling herself to help take care of him. So, I don't know where she is. I can't make her stay off the drugs and stay off the streets so fuck it." he answers.

"Oh." I say. "You forgive me for what I did?" he asks. "No, Jah. You could've killed my daddy and you played a part in my baby brother almost dying." I say. "I didn't shoot lil Tae. That ain't had shit to do with me, Reign." he says. "Whatever, bye." I say.

"Come here. At least ride with me to take him to my momma then." he says. I stare at him for a second then get in on the passenger side. "You better get me back to my granddaddy house asap, I can't get caught." I mumble as he drives.

He doesn't say anything. We've been riding in silence. The only sound is Jahvon in the back blowing spit bubbles. "What's on yo mind, Reign?" Jah asks as I watch Jahvon. "I don't want to be with you. You have a baby." I tell him straight up.  "That's fine, shit. I really don't care. Fuck you." he says, catching me off guard.

"You know what, take me back to my granddaddy house." I demand. "Naw. Shut up, sit there, and ride." he says, pulling up to a warehouse or some shit.

"Jah, take me back now!" I yell. "Calm yo ass down, Reign. Now, stay right here with my son or I'll shoot you in your damn face." he says, pulling a gun from between the seats. My eyes widen as he grabs a black bag from the back.

I silently cry, texting my dad and Montana my surroundings since I have no clue about where I am. I apologized for sneaking out as well. I quickly shove my phone in my back pocket. "Oh my God!" I scream as Jah shoots the white man that got out his truck with a briefcase in the chest twice. I close my eyes tight as Jah shoots one more time.

He quickly hops in the car holding the bag he originally had, plus the brief case. "What the hell, Jah?" I scream, crying. His baby starts laughing a little. "Calm down. I had to hit a damn lick, I gotta get him some formula and some food for my family." he says in an irritated tone.

"Why did you have to rob and kill an innocent person?" I ask. "If you open your mouth, guess who won't live to see another day?" he sarcastically asks. "You wouldn't dare kill me." I mumble as he drives. "Yeah, that's what all the pretty ones think." he says to himself, scratching his head with his loaded gun.

"Quit doing that before you shoot yourself in the head, retard. Please, take me back. I'm scared as hell and you are not being yourself." I say, staring at him wide eyed as he talks to himself.

He ignores me as he pulls onto Montana's street which is also. where he lives. He parks in his driveway. "Get my son and come on." he demands, then gets out the car. My eyes widen a little as I take Jahvon out his car seat.

I follow Jah into his house. "Give me a little money, baby." his momma, I'm guessing says, scratching her arms. I look down. She's clearly on drugs. He shakes his head. "I'll only give you five dollars, momma. You gotta quit." Jah mumbles, tearing up. Now I know his weakness which is his mother. I can tell she wasn't always like this and I see it hurts him more than anything.

"Thank you, handsome. Momma gone get help, I swear." she mumbles. "This the last time, ma." he says, giving her money. He reaches down in his pocket. "I stole these for you too. Ma, promise me you gone always use clean needles as long as you doing that bullshit." he lowly says, handing her some new needles. I guess she's on heroine. "I promise. Last time, Andreas. Last time." she says, then rushes out the front door.

Jah shakes his head, staring at the wall. "Um... I think he peed on himself." I mumble, handing him Jahvon. He takes his from me then walks to the back. I follow him, then watch as he opens a bedroom door. Two little girls are sleeping in what I'm guessing is his bed. "We share rooms round here. I guess I got the couch tonight." he says, grabbing a pack of diapers out the corner of the room.

"I gave my room to my lil sisters. I be on the couch in the basement, it turns into a bed." he adds. I nod my head, following him to the small bathroom. I watch in silence as he changes Jahvon. "That was my momma." he says, breaking the silence between us. "I'm sorry." I say. "Fuck it." he says.

"She called you Andreas... that's your name?" I ask. "You want something to drink?" he asks, ignoring my question. I shrug my shoulders. "I guess." I answer.

He opens the refrigerator that's pretty much empty. "Damn... fuck, I forgot to get the food. Do me a favor. Call Pizza Hut and order some pepperoni pizza. I gotta feed my sisters and my brother. Shit." he says. "Calm down. Look... how bout I make something out of what yall have then tomorrow all of us can meet up and go eat on me?" I ask. "I'm a man, Reign. I can feed my own family, you don't gotta pay. And you fifteen. You can't just up and leave with me." he says.

"I texted my daddies earlier cause I thought you'd hurt me." I admit. "Daddies?" he asks. "My dad Ant and my other daddy Montana. I'm sorry." I say. He shakes his head. "Well, thanks, Reign. Now I know niggas in all black are bout to try to kill me. G, thanks." he sarcastically says.

"I said I was sorry, dang. You the one who started being psychotic." I say. "I'm not a psycho. I'm a nigga who stressed. You gotta go home but I can't take you cause I aint leaving my people here alone so shit." he says.

I sit down on the table. "Well... I'm already in trouble so I'll wait until they get here." I say. "Yeah, do that." he says.

The sound of a gun clicking fills my ears. My eyes widen. "Hands up, now." somebody demands. I quickly put my hands up, lightly crying as someone holds a gun to my head. Jah stares at me as a masked man holds a gun to his head as well. "Just don't hurt my son or my sisters. They innocent." Jah calmly says.

"Shut the fuck up! Walk, mothafucka!" the man growls. I break down crying as he leads me out the house with the gun to my head. "At least let her go, aight? She innocent, my nigga!" Jah snaps at the man. "Keep talking and I'll silence your forever." the man says to him.

I break down crying as the man shoves me in the back seat of a truck after tying my hands up.  "Ahhh! Jah!" I scream as blood and brain splatters all over the window. "What?" he asks. I look over at him as he sits next to me tied up.

"What the hell is going on?" I whisper. "Get out the car, Reign!" I hear Montana yell, pulling the locked door handle. "It's locked." I cry. "Bitch ass nigga! Jessica, gimme my gun, baby." I hear my dad say, watching him stomp somebody outside the front window. A couple of gun shots go off.

Montana punches the glass out the window then reaches in and unlocks it. "I'm sorry for sneaking out, daddy, I swear." I cry to him. Montana unties my hands then pulls me out. My mom wraps her arms around me tight. "If you ever sneak out I'll hurt you. I warned you about that nigga." she lowly growls in my ear.

"I know." I sob. Everybody told me it's risky to be around Jah but I didn't listen. "I told you stay away from my daughter, didn't I? Nigga, I should kill you!" My dad snaps, then punches Jah in his face. "Get the fuck out my face, nigga." Jah snaps, then runs in his house.

He comes back holding his baby and leading his sisters. "Look... I need somewhere to stay tonight so I'm finna go to a shelter or some shit. All I need from yall is a ride to find my momma cause I can't be seen in my car. Nothing else." he says as his sisters cry on his leg. "Please." I beg my parents. "No, fuck him. Go to the shelter, I hope yo ass warm." my dad dryly says.

"Ant... look, I don't know about staying with us but we'll take you to find your mom." she says. "So, you really gone go against my word like that? You dumb as fuck, Jessica!" my dad yells, then gets in the car.

She fake smiles as Montana bites his lip, trying hard to contain his anger. "Ay, Jessica. Imma just take them to find his momma. And I'll drop Reign off tonight." he says. "That's fine." she mumbles, walking to my dad's car. I can tell what he said really hurt her but I don't feel too bad. Nobody's making her take that shit from him.

We've been riding in Montana's car for ten minutes looking for Jah's momma. "There she go. Over there." he says, pointing. Montana stops the car. He gets out. I get out then follow him over to her. "Ma." he says, shaking her. She doesn't say anything as she stares at him. "Ma? Come on, we gotta go. We going to a shelter, okay?" he softly says.

She weakly grabs his hand. "We got... got evicted?" she slowly asks, clearly high. He pulls her in his arms as she shivers. "Naw... but we can't stay there no more." he answers. "Okay." she mumbles.

He helps her into Montana's car, then gets in. "Where I'm taking you?" Montana asks. "I don't even know... just take us somewhere... a building or something. We'll sleep behind it for now." Jah says, feeding Jahvon a bottle. "Andreas... what's wrong?" his mom asks with her eyes closed. "Nothing, momma. Don't worry bout shit." he answers her.

"This what imma do. Imma get you a hotel room for a few days, okay? And tomorrow imma swing by to talk to you. I got some shit to speak with you about and hopefully you take my offer." Montana says. "What offer?" Jah asks. "I'm gone get Jessica to teach you stocks and I got a few legal things you can do and I'll pay you on spot. The shit you doing to take care of yo son ain't wassup. But I get it, you gotta feed him and yo people so I respect it. Be up by one in the afternoon." Montana says.

"Naw... I can't do no stocks or nothing legal. I ain't smart enough." Jah says. "Don't say what you can't do, lil nigga. But I got you first thing tomorrow. Don't waste my time. You lucky I'm letting you breathe." Montana says. "Aight... preciate it." Jah says.

I stare out the window as he drives. Maybe, after tonight I should act like Jah doesn't even exist.

JESSICA

I watch in silence as Ant angrily tosses and turns in our bed. "Look...  sorry if I made you mad but the baby was innocent and so were his siblings. I only wanted to help the kids. You didn't have to talk crazy to me though." I say.

He ignores me as he texts. I quickly snatch the phone out his hand then run to the bathroom, locking it behind me. "Jessica, cut it out! Open the door and give me my shit! Mane, don't go through my phone!" he yells from outside the door.

I unlock it. A conversation pops up. I start reading through the messages then shake my head. He's texting that Naysa bitch from the hospital about how much he loves me but cares about her. He told her he'd be with her if he didn't love me and he just told her he's tired of me constantly going against his word.

I call her then sit on the sink. "Hey, baby." she says. "This ain't ya baby, bitch, it's ya baby's wife. Text his phone again. Keep fucking with me, I dare you." I threaten. "Bitch, shut up. You can't even keep him happy with your garbage ass." she says. "You know what, imma let him give you the address. Come get his ass." I say, then hang up on her.

I open the bathroom door then hand Ant his phone. "Text the bitch our address so she can come pick you up. You can't stay here tonight. I can't even look at you without wanting to hurt you so leave." I demand. "No. Why would you tell me to go to a bitch that want me? I'm not leaving, imma just sleep in the other room until you calm down. I'm through leaving every time things don't work out." he says.

"Ant... fuck it. Be with her." I say. "Naw. I tell her what she wanna hear but I ain't leaving." he says, putting his house shoes on. I sit down on the bed. "I... Ant... I'm just tired." I say.

"I promise I'm not cheating this time." he says, laying between my legs. "You talk bad about me to a hoe who wants you. You told her if we weren't married you'd be with her. I know you meant it. Go be with the bitch then and get off me." I demand.

He doesn't say anything as he continues to lay between my legs. I wipe my eyes as he lightly snores, sleeping on top of me, between my thighs.

I gently roll him off of me then walk into the closet. I change into some sweats then grab my keys. I'm about to go to our beach house and stay there for the night. I really don't want to be near him right now. I truly don't.

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