"Can't judge me, girl. I won't judge you neither." - Rich Homie Quan

MONTANA

"What the fuck?" Jessica groans, sitting up in the passenger seat. "Where the fuck we going? My head hurts." she says. "You slept a whole day away, Jessica. We almost back in California." I answer, focusing on the road. "Huh?" she asks. "You got drunk as hell and I found yo ass at the club. I took you to my hotel then picked Tae up from the hospital cause they went ahead and released him. Ant got the kids, then we all left. We not even an hour away from home." I explain.

"Damn... how did I sleep this long? I think I got drugged." she says. "Probably did get drugged by a pussy ass nigga in that club. You was out of it. Soon as I got you, you were talkin', then all of a sudden got tired and passed out."
I say. She doesn't say anything.

"Did we have sex?" she finally asks. "Naw." I answer. Her words won't leave my mind. She said she is in love and asked why we can't be together. Everybody knows the honest truth will come out of a drunk person's mouth. I don't know if confronting her about it is the best decision.

"Did we do anything we shouldn't have?" she asks. "Naw. You married." I answer. She bites her bottom lip. "Fuck... Montana, can I tell you something?" she asks. "Yeah. That was random but wassup?" I ask. She looks down. "I know this isn't something you wanna hear but I had this dream.  Nevermind." she says. "Why you start telling me then stop?" I ask "Fine. I had this dream that was so weird to me. It was like me and you with a baby at a pumpkin patch or something." she says.

I nod my head. I can't interpret somebody else's dream so I really don't too much know what the dream meant. I wouldn't mind having another baby with her if she wasn't married. If we would've stayed together, I probably would've impregnated her about three more times just so my whole puzzle would be complete.

"That's all?" I ask. She shakes her head no. "I think Ant is gonna leave me for one of these hoes one day." she says. "Why?" I ask. "I don't know... have I lost it? Be honest." she says. "Jessica, stop being insecure. No. You still sexy, you still got a good heart and a fun personality in my opinion. You good." I tell her. She nods her head. "Whatever... I don't deserve him." she says. I look at her crazy. "Huh?" I ask. "I don't deserve Ant. I ain't good enough." she says. "Jessica, shut up. You sound stupid and anybody who agree with that is stupid as fuck too. Come on now, you ain't perfect but the lil shit you did ain't half as bad. The fuck?" I ask.

She shakes her head. "I'm hungry." she says, changing the subject. I stare at her for a second then look at my window. I narrow my eyes at Ant as he drives past me with his middle finger sticking up at me.

"Why yo husband act like a child, Jessica?" I ask her, shaking my head. "Stop talking shit about him, Montana, damn. It's starting to get on my nerves, okay? Just quit. You start shit with him so he responds and I'm wrong as fuck for not standing by his side and defending him. Just quit disrespecting him." she says.

"So, are you blind? You didn't just see him do that childish shit?" I ask, shaking my head.  She doesn't say anything. "Why the fuck you settling for him? What is it?" I ask out of curiosity. "Because I love him, Montana. Stop." she says in a frustrated tone. "You sure bout that? You know, drunk people say things they really feel but wouldn't dare say when they sober." I say.

"You annoying the hell out of me. Drop it, okay? I didn't say nothing, I don't even know what you talking about." she says. "You don't have to remember what you said but you know how you really feel. Think about that." I say, leaving it at that.

"Pull over." she demands. "What the hell you mean, pull over? We on the highway, what you mean?" I ask. "Pull over. You getting on my damn nerves and I'll walk the rest of the way to California before I sit here and be annoyed by you." she goes off. "I'll be quiet and I apologize but I'm not letting you out so chill." I demand.

She doesn't say anything as she stares out the window. "You ever did something so foul and wished you could take it back because the regret and guilt is eating you alive?" she randomly asks. "Yes, the time I put my hands on you. What you do, Jessica?" I ask. She shakes her head. "Nothing." she mumbles, pulling a flask out her purse.

I smack it out her hand. "You will not become an alcoholic cause you stressed out. Talk that shit out. What you do, Jessica?" I ask. "Let it go, Montana!" she yells at me. I glance out the window then turn my turn signal on so I can get off.

I pull into a gas station parking lot then look at her as she lightly cries. "Fine. You don't gotta tell me what you did but come here." I say. She looks away from me. My business phone starts ringing. I look at it then send Quan to voice mail. The nigga is most likely checking on business considering the fact he paid me to kill Ant and wants to know if it's done.

"Montana, you won't judge me, right?" Jessica mumbles. "I don't judge you for shit, I don't plan on starting now." I answer. "So... well, when I first left the hospital yesterday... I messed up. One of the doctors was getting off and was in the parking lot. He started talking to me, I went to eat with him, then he kissed me. I didn't like it but I was scared and I shut down because I started having flashbacks from my past. He went down on me and the whole time I was too afraid to stop him cause all I could think about was what happened to me when I tried to stop things. After that, I went to the club and got drunk out of my mind trying to forget it happened. I feel so stupid. I should've got over what happened to me and made him stop but I didn't. I didn't let him have sex with me but still." she says, crying a little.

I reach over to her seat then pull her over in my lap. "It's okay. You are not what happened to you and you ain't perfect. I can't judge you, Jessica." I say as she cries on my shoulder.

She pulls away then stares in my eyes. I lean in. She pulls back then laughs a little. "What are you trying to kiss me for?" she asks. I move her hair out her face, staring in her eyes. "I don't think you know how much I love you." I say. "Well, you should've never let me go." she says.

I don't say anything as I stare at her, taking her beauty in. She looks out the window then opens the door. "There's Ant. I'll see you later. I'm gonna ride with him and the kids since we almost in California." she says. I look back in the back seat at Tae as he sleeps then nod my head. "Aight. Love you mane." I say. "Love you too." she says then closes the door.

JESSICA

When we got back to California a few hours ago, I spent time cleaning some things that was out of order since I haven't been home in a little while.

I just left from Darius' house. Diamond and the kids are gone so it's just him and I wanted to make sure my brother was alright. He's hurting right now and trying to cover it up. I told him to come stay with us so he wouldn't be so lonely so he'll be here in an hour.

All of the kids wanted to spend the night with Ant's parents. I personally wanted my babies to stay home with me but they wanted to go. Even Amari wanted to stay over there tonight so it's just Ant and I.

I walk up the stairs to our master bedroom then open the door. "What the hell?" I mumble. It's rose pedals all over the floor, the lights are off with candles lit all over the room, it's roses in a heart shape in the center of the bed, a bottle of Hennessy and rolled blunts with a lighter  sitting on a tray on the bed, and it smells like strawberries in here.

"Um, Ant? The fuck is this?" I ask, wondering where he is. He steps one leg out the bathroom door. That shit is covered in oil. My eyes widen as he slowly steps out the bathroom. "What the hell?" I ask. His whole body is covered in oil, he has on a silk, red robe with a black collar just like Hugh Hefner's and a short, gray wig on his head. "My name is Hugh Hefner, welcome to Ant's playboy mansion, baby." he says, dangling some red, fuzzy handcuffs.

I start dying laughing. "What the hell? You are so corny. Why the hell do you have on a Hugh Hefner robe and wig and why are you so freaking oily?" I ask. He ignores me as he walks over to me. "All I'm tryin' to hear is moans while daddy eat that pussy. Is you down?" he asks in a pimp ass tone, gripping my butt cheeks.

"Ant, stop it." I moan, biting my lip as he gently kisses my neck while pulling my pants down to my knees. I gasp as he cups me between my legs using two fingers as he continues to kiss on me. "Oh my God." I gasp, gripping his ugly ass wig, making him laugh.

"Hey big sisteeeeeeeeeeer. I'm here." Darius says, busting in out room with a big smile on his face, holding his teddy bear he had with him at eight years old when he came into my life. "Are you fucking serious?" Ant snaps at him.

I sigh then pull my pants up. "Shut up, Ant. You look like a broke down ass sugar daddy with that clown ass Hugh Hefner wig and robe on." Darius says.

I give Ant a death glare as he stares at Darius, irritated. "Who let you in my house and why you here mane? My kids are with my parents, I kinda sorta had plans if you couldn't tell." Ant sarcastically says. "I told him come over. Let me show you to your room, D." I say, fixing my hair. Ant snatches his wig off then throws it at Darius. "You mothafucka!" Ant yells, groaning.

Darius picks the wig up then sniffs it. "Ew, this wig just as stanky ass your dirty ass dıck." Darius says, then grabs my hand as we walk out my bedroom.

I shake my head. Ant will be fine. We should talk things out before we go there anyway.

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