Malika, Ant's mistress in the media.

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"It's  just your funny ways that got me feeling so crazy, crazy, crazy." - Taylor Jasmine

JESSICA

I know I was wrong for accusing Ant, but it just doesn't feel right to me. I'm still getting breakfast ready for the kids but this whole thing with my husband is still weighing heavy on me. This isn't the first time I thought he was messing around, it was just the first time I ever confronted him about it.

I walk to Majesty's room then pick Amari up while he sleeps. "Wake up, mommy's baby." I say, shaking Majesty. He opens his eyes. "Mommy, let me stay home, please." he begs. I get in the bed with my son, holding Amari in my arms. "I would but I want you to make good grades, baby boy. But I promise you I'll bring you Chinese food for lunch and check you and your brothers and sisters out early. Deal?" I ask. He smiles wide, then makes a pinky promise with me.

"Good. Now, I need you to get up and wake your siblings up for me so yall can eat." I say. "Okay. So, what did you cook?" he asks, getting out of the bed. "I cooked yall some bacon, eggs, hash browns, pancakes, and I made a little french toast for your daddy cause you know, that's what his greedy ass likes." I say. He nods his head. "I'm finna throw down!" he exclaims, then takes off running out of here. I start laughing, shaking my head. I love my babies so much.

I go to the kitchen then sit Amari down in his high chair. I know he's three, but he's tiny and I like to put him in a high chair to make sure he eats everything because if I don't, he'll be running around and not eat a damn thing.

"I'm sleepy." he mumbles, putting his head down. "You gotta wake up, baby. I'm about to fix your plate." I say, then walk to the stove. I grab his little SpongeBob plate, then put a little of everything on there. I go get his sippy cup out the cabinet, fill it halfway with orange juice, then take it to him. "Make sure you eat it all." I say. He smiles wide, then starts eating with his little green plastic fork.

"Ay, momma. Where my other daddy at? I wanna go see him after school." Noble says, referring to Montana. The kids understand I'm with their dad but for some reason, they never stopped calling Montana their second dad and they stayed close to him because they love him and he loves them.

"Boy, you know how he is. He probably somewhere in the streets." I answer. "Can I go over his house today?" he asks. "I don't care, make sure your daddy cool with it. And call and ask Montana if it's okay." I answer. "I wanna go too!" Reign exclaims, walking in here. "You nosey." I say. She laughs, pulling her gym shorts up. I frown at her. "Why are you wearing your daddy's shorts?" I ask. "Because he left them in my room." she answers, shrugging her shoulders. "Girl, you ain't wearing that to school. Don't play with me Reign Isabella Mitchell." I say, pointing my finger in her face. She giggles. "Dang, momma, I know." she says. "You better know." I say.

My eyes drift over to Jessie as he quietly eats his food. "What's wrong?" I ask. I try to be strong for everybody around here and I hate when one of my babies are sad. I sit down at the table across from him. He fake smiles. "Nothing... I'm okay." he answers. "Jessie. Tell me because I don't want you sad." I mumble. "I can't. It's nothing. I promise I'm not in any trouble or anything." he says. I sigh. Ant walks in the kitchen. "Wassup, my favorite lil niggas?" he asks the kids, making them laugh. Jessie cuts his eyes at him. Ant looks at him then narrows his eyes. "You ain't shit, I promise you ain't." Jessie mumbles, then storms out the kichen.

I look at Ant, confused. "What was that?" I ask him. "I don't know. You know Jessie stay mad at me." he answers. I raise my eyebrow. "You better fix it because I don't want our kids sad, Ant." I say. "Okay, Jessica." he says with an attitude. I roll my eyes. "Antasia... you and your attitude is pushing me to a point of no return. When I start acting an ass, don't say I didn't warn you." I lowly say so the kids don't hear. "Shut the fuck up. Fix my fucking plate instead of running your big ass mouth." he demands, then sits at the table.

I stare at him in disbelief. Noble looks at him crazy. "Don't be talkin' to my momma like that!" he snaps. "Noble. It's okay, we were joking, I promise." I lie, laughing a little. Noble was definitely the last person I wanted to hear Ant say that. "Naw, momma, quit trying to defend him! He just disrespected you! You got me fucked up!" he snaps, trying to get out of Majesty's arms. "Fight, fight, fight, fight!" Amari exclaims, banging his fists on the table that's attached  to his high chair. "Quit, Mari." I demand.

"Mind your mothafuckin' business." Ant dryly says, continuing to eat. "See, I hate yo ass! I swear I wish Montana was my daddy cause I fuckin' hate you!" Noble yells, then storms out the kitchen. Ant springs up from the table then goes after him. I wrap my arms around Ant. "Ant, quit. He didn't mean that, he was just mad. Please, stop." I beg him.

"Naw, Jessica. Nigga got me fucked up. If you wish he was your daddy, go be with the mothafucka! He probably is your daddy anyway cause your momma was a mothafuckin'  hoe back then! Shit, he probably really is Reign's daddy for real, fuck you mean?" Ant yells after Noble.

"Daddy!" Reign screams at him in tears. I shake my head at Ant, feeling the tears roll down my face. I grab my keys off the counter. "Jessica. Mane, I didn't mean that. I just said it cause what he said hurt my feelings, baby for real." he says, grabbing my arm. I snatch away. "Don't touch me." I say then walk away.

I walk out the house. "Jessica, come here! I swear, baby, I didn't mean it!" he yells. "Get your dirty ass back in the house and apologize to the kids!" I snap, walking to my Mercedes Benz  G Wagon. "Come on, Noble." I add, watching my son breathe heavily out of anger. He gets in the passenger seat then slams the door.

"I hate him, ma. I promise I hate him." Noble cries in his hands as I drive. "Don't say that. He's still your dad." I say. "I don't care about that, ma. He talks to you like you ain't nothing." he cries, shaking his head. Noble screamed he hated him but I know he didn't mean it because he always wanted to be like his dad. "I'm okay, I swear." I say. He shakes his head.

"Ma... why did he call you a hoe?" he asks. I sigh, then glance over at him. "When we were younger I fell in love with your uncle Vonte then I winded up in love with Montana. But I've only had sex with your dad and Montana. Just two." I truthfully answer. "Can I ask you a question?" he asks. I nod my head yes. "Why didn't you stay with Montana? My dad treats you like... excuse my language but he treats you like shit. Montana used to be nice to all of us and he still always treat you right." he says. I sigh, thinking about how Montana and I ended. "Montana dumped me. You were too little to understand but he broke up with me in front of everyone. I begged him to be with me but he said it was what was best. I didn't want nobody but him." I admit, crying while I think about it.

"And he got me pregnant with your little brother as his way of keeping me in his life. He knew he was gonna break up with me at your dad's wedding. That's how I ended up with JeMontae." I say, referring to my nine year old son by Montana.

"Dang... so did yall plan Tae?" he asks. "Yeah. We made him out of love. Nobody believed me but I was in love with Montana. He really wanted a child so I just went ahead and had Tae for him." I answer. "Dang. I wonder why he gave you up." he says. "He didn't wanna get hurt. He felt like I was gonna choose your dad in the end. Montana's a very smart man, every move he made was planned." I say. "It took some years for me to get over that." I add.

"Dang. Thank you for being honest, ma. And I'm sorry all that happened." he says. I smile. "You welcome." I say. My son is like my little diary. My kids are my best friends. We can talk about anything with each other.

I pull up to Montana's house then park. Both of us get out the truck then walk to the front door. I ring the doorbell. Darius opens the door. I smile at my little brother. He grew up on me. He's twenty eight and has three children by his lovely girlfriend of nine years, Diamond.

"Hey." I say, wrapping my arms around him. He smiles. "Wassup? Wassup, nephew? You quiet today?" he asks Noble. Noble has an anxiety disorder. He gets dead silent and won't say a word sometimes.  He got that from his dad. "No. I'm good. I'm just mad." Noble answers walking into the house.

"What happened?" Darius asks, leading us to Montana's living room. "Man... my daddy trippin' as usual. Where my favorite old man at?" Noble jokingly asks, making me and Darius laugh. "Alright, he gone hang you upside down and shake you like he did last time you called him old." I say. "You better listen to your momma." Montana says, walking in the living room holding our son's hand.

"Noble!" Tae screams, then jumps in Noble's arms. "Wassup?" Noble asks, hugging him. Montana looks at me. "No hug today?" he asks. I go wrap my arms around him. "You straight?" he asks, moving his hand to my lower waist. He always flirts with me but I never pay it any mind. I move his hand. Regardless of the problems Ant and I are having, I'm still married and I'll remain loyal until we fix the issues.

"I'm fine." I say. He stares at me. "You know I know you lying. You didn't come over here in yo robe and house shoes for no reason. Your face red and you look like you tired." he says. I bite my lip, holding back my tears. "Ay, Noble come ride with me. Imma take Tae to school." Darius says, not wanting to interfere.

"Aight." Noble says. "Bye mommy, bye daddy." Tae says, then hugs both of us. "See you later, lil man. Remember, no fighting today." Montana says. "I won't. But what if they hit me first?" he asks. "Then you kick that ass up and down that third grade hallway, you feel me, son?" Montana asks, making Tae laugh. "See, Montana, this is why he was suspended in the first place." I say. Tae jumped on some little boy over a box of crayons since Montana told him to fight for what's his.

"And?  The kid stole his stuff. If you let somebody take it once, they'll do it again and my son ain't no punk." Montana says. "That's what I'm talkin' about!" Noble exclaims, laughing. He slaps hands with Montana, totally agreeing with what he said.

"Wow. Tae, try to be good for mommy." I say. "Okay." he says, then hugs me. "Love you." I say. "Love you too." he says, then follows Noble and Darius out of here.

Montana looks at me. "So, wassup with the robe?" he asks. I sigh. "We're having small problems. We'll be fine." I say, trying to convince myself more than I'm trying to convince him. "What kind of small problems?" he asks. "Him and his temper. He told Noble I was a hoe and he had the nerve to say Reign might not be his child. It hurt her so bad." I say, getting emotional. "Well... Jessica, you know she been in the question for a while. Be real, is she really mine? She don't act nothing like any of Ant's kids and now that she getting older... I can see myself in her." he says.

"She's his. Trust me. Me and you were mad at each other when Ant and I made her and you were using condoms anyway. She got that strange birth mark on her ass just like him. That's his daughter." I explain. He nods his head. She resembles  him a lot.  She definitely looks a lot like her dad.

"Alright." he says. "I would've brought you breakfast but I was upset and I just left." I say. "Naw, it's okay. How bout me and you go get some food?" he asks. "Yeah, IHOP?" I ask. "That'll work. But you ain't going with that robe on." he jokes, making me laugh. "Alright. Swing me by my house so I can get dressed." I say. He nods his head and grabs his keys.

"What about Noble?" he asks. "Knowing him he's going somewhere with Darius. I don't want him to go to school. Every time Ant pisses him off, he goes straight to school and beats the crap out of somebody and I don't need that happening." I say, walking out the front door. "Alright. I'll tell Darius." Montana says.

He unlocks the doors to his truck. I get in the passenger seat. He gets in on the drivers side, cranks it up, then pulls off.

-

We just got to my house. He parks behind KeKe's car. "You think he'll ever move out?" Montana asks, referring to KeKe. I chuckle. "Nope. KeKe doesn't like being alone. He doesn't care about being twenty four and still home, he ain't going nowhere." I answer, shrugging my shoulders. That's my baby, I don't want him to leave anyway. I'd cry.

He nods his head. "I ain't finna disrespect this nigga's house so I'll wait out here." Montana says. "Okay. It'll only take like, ten minutes." I say. "Take your time." he says, staring at the picture of Tae that he keeps in here.

I get out and walk to the front door, then unlock it. I walk in. All of the kids are at school. I walk upstairs to my room. Ant's sitting in our bed holding Amari while he sleeps.

"Took the kids to school. I apologized to them, we good. Where you take Noble?" he dryly asks. "Noble is with my brother because you hurt his feelings and I don't want him to take it out on the kids at school. Anymore questions?" I sarcastically ask. "Yes. Why the fuck yo baby daddy in my driveway?" he asks. "Because in case you're forgetting I have a child by him and as usual, I go see him off to school when he's with his daddy. Ant, shut up." I say, looking for something cute in my closet. "Where the fuck you going and why you getting cute for the nigga?" he asks. "The same reason you can stay out late almost every night, because I'm a grown woman." I answer. "Yeah, let me find out yo grown ass cheating on me." he says.

"I wouldn't ever cheat. Ant, shut up. I don't give you a reason to think I'm cheating on your dumb ass. I stay home, cook, clean, do laundry, take the kids to and from school, have family time with all of our kids, and everything else. I push your fucking babies out every time you want one. Nigga, I'm faithful. It's you who acting suspicious." I say. "Yeah, alright. Remember what I said. I'll kill that nigga. Try me." he says. I chuckle. "You forgetting who the fuck he is, huh? You better get off that high horse you on, Antasia. You really pissing me off with it." I say. He pushes my forehead with his fingers. "Be pissed, I don't care." he snaps.

I shake my head, feeling my eyes water. "I'm trying to change my ways and be this perfect wife for you but you pushing me over the edge. Don't make me act a gotdamn fool." I say. He know I'll do it too. He ignores me then gets back in our bed, holding our baby boy in his arms. "Shut the fuck up." he mumbles.

I shake my head then get dressed. I love my husband but I do not like his ass right now at all. "Lil dick ass bitch." I mumble. "What the fuck? I'm a grown ass man. Watch yo mouth, don't call me no bitch." he says. "I'm sorry, I'm just tired of you disrespecting me." I say. He doesn't say anything as he texts on his phone. "Tell the bitch I said hello. I know your stupid ass is up to no good." I say. "Quit accusing me. I'm not cheating." he says.

I ignore him then walk out before I accidentally  kill his ass then end up on that show Snapped.

I walk out my house then lock the door. I go get back in Montana's truck. "Damn, you look good." he says. I smile. "Thank you." I say. "You good?" he asks as I wipe my tears. I force a smile on my face. "I don't think he loves me anymore." I admit, crying. He doesn't say anything as he drives and listens to me vent about how I think he's cheating. "You ever wondered what it would be like... nevermind." I say, shaking my head. "If I didn't let you go?" he asks, finishing my sentence. I nod my head. He sighs. "I ain't trying to get in my feelings. But we here now." he says, smiling as he pulls into a park at IHOP. It's pretty crowded today.

We walk in then get seated towards the back of the restaurant. I'm looking at my menu trying to figure out what I'm about to get. "I'm like, really hungry." I mumble. "Eat up then, shit." he says. I look up. A brown skinned woman with long box braids is staring directly at me from across the room. "I mean, can she have her face back?" Montana calmly asks her, making her roll her eyes.

"You know that bitch? I don't like all that staring she doing, bruh, real talk. She got a problem with you? What that hoe tryin' to do?" he asks, standing up, going straight for his gun. I stop him.  "Stop, sit down. No, I don't know her." I say. He narrows his eyes. "Mane, in a minute her fuckin' brains gone be all over those fuckin' pancakes she eating." Montana snaps.

"Whoa, calm down. Why did that make you so mad?" I ask. "Something ain't right about her. Her and her friends looking at you laughing. They up to no good, mane, I know a trifling hoe when I see one." he says.

She gets up and walks over here. "You so pretty." she says. "Um, thanks." I say. "You married?" she asks. "You wanna die?" Montana dryly asks before I can say anything.

"Um... why does it matter if I'm married or not?" I ask. "Because, I just wanted to share information with you if you are married. Men like attention and love. They want to be kept and if you ain't doing a good job at keeping your man, the next bitch is ready and willing." she says, smiling wide.

I chuckle. "Thanks for the information. Exactly what did you gain out of this?" I ask. She giggles. "Nothing. Just wanted to let you know." she says. I lean back in my seat. "Well, some wives like myself don't play about hers. I'm the type of wife who'll send a bitch to her grave over mine, you feel me? So, take all that shade over there. I don't have those issues, my man ain't going nowhere. And I mean what I said. Go share that information with a bitch who need it." I say, making her eyes widen as I smile at her.

She smirks. "I didn't get your name. Nice to meet you, Miss..." she says. "Mrs. Mitchell." I say, shaking her hand. She rolls her eyes then walks away. "Montana, she must've thought you were my man or something?" I ask. He doesn't say anything as he evilly glares at the woman. "She must've thought I was naive." he simply says, confusing the shit out of me.

"Huh?" I ask. He chuckles. "Let's go eat somewhere else before I lose my temper." he says, standing. I stand. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Nothing, let's go." he says. We walk past that woman. She sips her drink then winks at me, making her friends start laughing and whispering. I don't even know that hoe.

JESSIE

"Why'd you say daddy ain't shit earlier?" Majesty asks, walking with me to my locker so I can get my English binder. "Because he ain't shit." I answer. I'm irritated to the max and I don't want to answer questions.

"What he do though?" he asks. I stop walking then lean against the wall. "What if he's cheating on momma?" I ask. He shakes his head no. "Hell naw. Daddy wouldn't ever cheat, he love her too much." he says. "You in denial. I'm sure he loves momma but still... daddy's stories never add up." I say.

"What stories? He don't do nothing wrong." he says. "You got too much faith in dad, mane. Like, you really do. I think he cheating. Do you not hear them argue or do I hear it cause my room's directly under theirs?" I ask. "I'm sure they argue. All married people do. But naw, Jessie, you trippin'. Daddy loyal to her." he says.

We start back walking. "Naw... something is going on. He ain't shit. I love him but he constantly hurting her." he says. "Yeah, well, that's them. We can't change that." he says, shrugging his shoulders. "But I know he ain't cheating." he adds.

"Whatever. Maybe, I'm over thinking things as usual." I say. "You are. Damn, Reign's friend is fine as hell." he mumbles, pointing at my little sister as she walks with her sophomore friends. "Sis, come here!" I yell across the hall. She looks around then jogs over here. "Yeah?" she asks. "Who is the dark skinned one? Bruh, her skin glows, my nigga. On god black girls are just... whew, she can get this dick." Majesty exclaims, staring at her.

Reign laughs. "That girl ain't your type, Majesty. You like wild, party girls. She a quiet school girl." she says. "I can turn her ass out. Put me down." Majesty says. "No, cause you're a dog and I'm not letting you hurt her, punk." she says. "That is true, you are a dog." I admit. He smacks his lips. "Fuck yall. I don't care. Ain't that Noble's bitch?" he asks, pointing at Noble's girl as she walks all hugged up with a nigga from the football team.

Reign rolls her eyes. "I'm gonna say something to her. That hoe ain't about to play my brother." she says, then walks over there. I shake my head, following her. When Reign loves somebody, she'll fight the world for that person and she does not play about family.

"Um, so, what's this Quita?" Reign asks, folding her arms across her chest. Quita pulls away from Xavier, then looks at all three of us. "What? This my friend." she says. "Friend my ass. You guys were hugged up like a couple. I'm not playing games with you, Quita, I will hurt you over my brother." Reign says. "Girl, I'm too old for this." she says. "Because you're older than me, you'll beat my ass? I think not. I don't argue with hoes, I just say what I need to say and keep it moving. And yes, I'm definitely telling Noble as soon as I get home." Reign says.

I start laughing as we walk away. "Somebody gone kick yo lil ass." Majesty jokes. "Boy, stop. Montana taught me how to fight and so did daddy. I'll punch her whole face off playing with me." she says. I laugh. "You act too much like momma." I say. She shrugs her shoulders. "Well, people need to leave me and momma alone." she says. "Go to class, lil girl." I demand. She laughs. "Walk me, yall." she says.

"Alright. Majesty, you wanna skip?" I ask. "How if daddy drove us to school?" he asks. "Easy. I'll call KeKe. He'll come get us." I say. "I wanna come." Reign says. "Okay. Well, we gotta kinda hang out in the halls then until he gets here." I say, pulling my phone out so I can call my big brother. I'm sure he ain't doing shit important anyways. He don't get no pussy, he don't have any hoes, the nigga still lives with us, he's a damn loner.

ANT

"Why the fuck would you make that picture of yo coochie my wallpaper?" I ask Malika. She laughs. "Cause wifey needed to see it. Oh, I just saw her too. She was with another nigga. They looked real comfortable." she says.

I take a deep breath, walking around my house holding my baby boy as he sleeps. "Fuck it. You messy. I swear imma handle you, Malika." I say. She giggles.  "Please do, daddy." she moans in my ear. I shake my head. "You at home? Imma come over there in a minute." I say. "What about your baby? Isn't he little?" she asks. "Yeah, imma leave him with my oldest son." I say. "Okay, cool. I'll be waiting, sexy." she says. I hang up in her face.

All I want is some good head from her. She can't cook and she ain't exactly the clean up type so all she can do for me is make me nut. Besides, Jessica's mad at me and running around with Montana anyway.

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