Fair warning yall: Things gone be a lil crazy somewhere along the line lol so do not and I repeat not get no attitude with me. It's ENTERTAINMENT ONLY.

"We opened up a cold case love." - Rihanna

JESSICA

"Me and Mr. Wrong get along so good, even though he breaks my heart so bad." I sing along to Mary J. Blige's song Mr. Wrong as I cook breakfast for the kids and Ant. It's almost five in the morning so I have to hurry up and finish cooking. I wake them up at five so they have time to eat and get ready since they have to be at school by seven.

Ant walks in the kitchen. "Good morning." he sleepily says, hugging me from behind while I finish scrambling the eggs. I turn my head then peck his lips. "Good morning." I say, trying not to blush. Last night Ant put me in my damn place. He chuckles, watching me turn the stove off. "What's funny?" I ask as I walk to the refrigerator to get some orange juice. "Nothin'. I got you blushing and walking funny. Daddy gave you that act right, huh?" he asks, humping the air. I start laughing. "About time. Don't flatter yourself." I joke.

He laughs. "So, after the kids go to school and all that, what you wanna do? My momma and dad want Amari for the day so it's just gone be me and you." he says. I shrug my shoulders. "Doesn't matter. I'm sore though." I admit, wrapping my arms around his neck. He wraps his arms around my waist, staring down at my face, smirking. "What?" I mumble, smiling. He laughs a little. "Give me a kiss." he says, barely above a whisper. "Oh, God, here comes the puddle. Ant, quit talking like that. You know that turns me on." I say, making him laugh.

"For real, give me a kiss." he says. I stand on my toes then kiss him. He pulls me closer then deepens our kiss. "I'm utterly disgusted." Vonte says, walking into our kitchen with no shirt on and a big, red cowboy hat on.

"Where the hell you come from?" Ant and I ask at the same time. "Nigga, Reign let me in last night while yall was up there fucking. Ooh, ahh, right there, Jessica, fuck, Jessica. Ant, she had you moaning like you was the one getting dicked down." Vonte jokes, making me laugh. I know my pussy game is cold as hell.

Ant smacks his lips. "What the hell do you got on?" Ant asks. "This is a cowboy hat, these are my gym shorts, and these are my cowboy boots. Anymore questions?" he asks. I shake my head. "Vonte, you got problems. I'm surprised you ain't high right now." I say. He starts smiling like an idiot. "Why you smiling at her like that?" Ant awkwardly asks. "Bruh... I don't even know. But Ant, we got business to handle today. Gotta go to the trap, nigga." he says. "Are you serious? We were supposed to spend time together." I say. "Business come first, Jessica, you know how that go. Do not start." Ant says.

"Whatever." I say. "Nigga, it's supposed to be God, family, and money." Vonte says, looking at him crazy. "I know that, Vonte. I wasn't even saying it like that. I'm just saying, Jessica I'm sure you enjoy the lifestyle I provide doing what I do so you shouldn't complain cause you don't complain when you ballin' the fuck out." Ant says.

"Excuse me? Ant, you and I both know how much money we sitting on.  Our great great great grandkids and their kids will be set for life and you know that. We got all this legal money stacking by the day, Ant. You just don't wanna give up the fast life, that's it. Cause we damn sure ain't hurting for money. You just enjoy it." I say. "Bruh, we built this fuckin' empire from the ground up once it went down with my dad and I'll be damned if I just give it away cause you complaining." he says. "You are thirty seven years old with kids and a wife, you're set for life. So, what reason do you have to still do what you doing?" I ask. "I'm a big boss, Jessica, you know how that shit go." he groans. "Whatever. You shouldn't put that shit before me and the kids, I know that much. Next time, don't make no fucking plans with me if you don't plan on doing what you say you gone do. Fuck out my face, go wake the kids up." I say.

He shakes his head then walks out the kitchen. "Well, damn, wife." Vonte says, smirking at me. "Leave me alone, Vonte. Don't start." I say. He chuckles. "I'm sorry, baby girl." he says. "You want something to eat?" I ask. He nods his head. I grab a plate then put his food on it. "Get a fork and spoon out the dishwasher, they're clean." I say, handing him his plate. "Thank you, wifey." he says. I chuckle.

The kids walk in the kitchen with Ant following them. "Where's Amari?" I ask him. "Sleep in KeKe bed. KeKe taking him to the park when he wake up." he answers.  "You been stealing lately, LaLa?" Vonte asks her. "No, I promise." she answers. He hands her a twenty dollar bill, immediately putting a smile on her face. "Thank you!" she exclaims, then walks to the table.

"Good morning, ma." Noble says, then kisses my cheek. "Hey, baby." I say. "What the fuck wrong with you, girl? Why you holding yo head like that?" Ant asks Reign.

I glance at her. She still is on my bad side. "I got a crook in my neck." she answers. Majesty, Noble, and Jessie start grinning at each other as they eat. "A crook? Come here, imma show you how to get it out." Vonte says, grinning for some odd reason. "I'm fine, uncle Vonte. It's almost gone anyway. Ma, I'm not hungry. I'm about to go read my Bible." she quickly says. "You a gotdamn lie." Vonte says, dying laughing.

"Come here, right now." Ant demands. She slowly walks over to him. "What's wrong with ya neck? Fair chance to be real with me." he says. "I'm  serious. It's just a crook." she answers. "Hold your head to the other side then." Ant says. "I can't turn it. It hurts too bad." she says. I grab her hair then gently turn her head my damn self. Her eyes widen in fear.

"What the fuck, Reign? What the fuck?" Ant yells, then throws the whole skillet of bacon across the kitchen. "Where the fuck you get all them hickeys from? Get to talking, real shit!" Ant yells, pulling his gun out the kitchen drawer. "Talk, damnit! You ain't deaf" he yells even louder.

She continues to shake in fear without saying a word. "Reign... I'm trying to choose my fucking words wisely right now. I really am." I say. I remember when Ant and I met when he put a hickey on my neck against my will and my foster mom burned me with that hot comb. I know Reign was wrong but I'm really scared to lose my shit on her. I don't want her to feel how I did.

"Fuck all that! I know you hear me talking to ya ass!" Ant yells. "I'm not telling yall who  did it cause it's not your business. Don't be hypocrites. Daddy, you have sex with anybody who want it and momma, don't even let me get started. You have hoe ways and everybody know. I can't even count how many times you've hidden hickeys from Montana using makeup since you and dad have been married. Fucking slut. You let Montana kiss all on you all the time and you hide it with makeup before daddy even notices it. Now, I exposed your hoe ass." Reign says, immediately earning a strong ass slap in her face from Ant.

My eyes widen in shock. "You can't hit me, daddy!" she screams, crying. "Shut yo ass up, Reign. I'll slap yo ass again. Fuck wrong with you? I look like a child to you? You ain't running over me, I'll be damned. You'll be out my fuckin' house before I allow it and I put that shit on my sister. I love you but I'll kick yo ass out, on some real shit." Ant calmly says. "You can't do that!" she cries. "Yes the fuck I can. I pay the bills round here. Let me tell yo ass somethin' and this go for everybody in here. When you start thinking you grown and disrespecting me and yo momma like that, you can leave." Ant snaps.

Reign looks at me. "I hate you! You the worse momma in the fuckin' world, I promise to god! You such a weak ass hoe! How you gone let daddy hit and talk to me like that? Fuck yo stupid ass! I don't wanna be with you anyway!" she screams at me. I push Ant out my way then snatch her off her feet by her neck, shocking the shit out of everybody. I'm little but very strong. "Fuck you too. Go pack a damn bag, you getting out my house. You the only child I got who disrespect me like this and I'm done with the shit. I really should've swallowed yo dumb ass, honestly." I say.

She breaks down crying then storms to the back of the house. "Dun, dun, duuuuuuuun." Vonte's stupid ass says. "This ain't nothin' to joke about, Vonte, damn!"  Ant yells at him, then storms down the stairs headed to his man cave most likely.

I walk upstairs to Reign's room. "What you waiting on? Pack up, baby girl, you outta here." I say, tossing her duffel bag to her. She doesn't say anything as she cries while slowly packing. "Where am I going?" she sobs. "Don't know, don't care. Figure it out. You don't need me, remember?" I ask, then walk out her room. She's probably just gone stay with Ant's or my parents for a while. I still love her but I can't deal with that shit.

I walk to my bedroom. Ant is staring at the wall with a strange look in his eyes. "Ant." I mumble, walking closer. "What she said was true. I knew it. I swear I fucking knew it. Random ass hickeys was appearing on you and shit. I fuckin' knew. You got on me for cheating but yo dumb ass did the same shit. You fuckin' bitch... you love hurting me, huh?" he slowly asks, laughing at nothing at all.

"Don't call me out my name. Calm down. We need to talk. What she said wasn't even accurate. I didn't cheat on you. He'd kiss on my neck or some shit like that when you were out doing you. It doesn't make it right but you were dogging me and I was hurt so I let him kiss on me a few times. I really don't know how she even knows about that. But I never cheated." I say. "Why you love hurting me? You get aroused when you hurt me? You hurt me so bad, Jessica, why?  I'll make you love me. Damnit, Jessica!" he snaps, standing.

"Ant... quit, take your medicine, please." I beg him. "Take it for what? I don't wanna take it. I want you... I want your mothafuckin hoe ass to love me. I'll kill you. Either love me or die." he says, hysterically laughing. I stare at him in fear, trying to get to my phone without setting him off. I need to call his doctor.

I watch as he starts talking to himself. "Ant... look at me." I say. "Shut up, I'm having a conversation!" he yells at me, holding his head. My eyes widen. He turns around then punches me dead in my face, sending me flying back.  He grabs my hair then drags me out on the patio. "Ant, stop!" I scream, punching and kicking. "Bitch, shut up! You better love me, bitch!" he yells, gripping my neck and holding me halfway over the patio rail.

"Ant, please." I choke out. "You keep on hurting me!" he yells. "Wait, stop it!" Reign screams, running out here. I watch wide eyed as she pulls him back. He throws me into the glass door, shattering it.

Reign helps me up. "Ma, I'm so sorry." she sobs. I scream in pain as I pull glass out my arms. "Squeeze my hand." she mumbles. I squeeze her hand tight as she pulls a big piece of glass out my stomach. She holds on to me as she walks me back in my room. "Can I drive you to the hospital? I can drive with my permit." she says. I slowly nod my head yes.

I glare at Ant as he screams at himself, punching himself in his head. Fuck love, I swear this shit is too much.

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