YES, It is 3 something in the morning lol I'm up like a mf.

Y'all, last chapter when Drew was like "I can't leave this hoe yet." He was NOT referring to Reign as a hoe. Idk if y'all can tell or not but I'm from the south & that's how we talk lol. In Memphis, the word hoe is damn near a noun. He was talking about her house y'all 😂😂😂

"I know you really, really want it But you belong to somebody else." - Dej Loaf & Jacquees

ANT

"Are we gonna do any excursions? This cruise goes to Grand Turk, San Juan Puerto Rico, Saint Kitts, and Philipsburg St. Maarten. It's eight days long too." she tells me, showing me on her laptop. We sitting in the bed trying to get all this family vacation shit together. All I know is we finna act a fool on that bitch.

"Yeah, if that's what you wanna do. I don't care." I answer. She rolls her eyes. "It'll be nice if you help me get this cruise thing together, Antasia, damn. I've been over here the past hour looking at this shit and asking for your input but you are absolutely no help." she says. I look away from the TV then look at her. "Why you so damn moody today?" I ask. This like the tenth time she went off on me out of nowhere today.

"I am not moody, I'm annoyed because you clearly see me trying to put this vacation together  so we can hurry up and get the fuck out of Cali and you ain't trying to help me. This family is huge as hell and I have so much shit to get figured out because we have never done a family cruise and we've never been on any of those islands and you ain't helping me!" she goes off. "Help you do what, Jessica? What you want me to do? I gave your ass my black card and told you to spend whatever you want and make it exactly how you want it then just tell me about it. What else you need?" I ask, confused.

"I need your support." she says. "Jessica, I'm laying down next to your ass looking at the damn shit just like you." I say. "Can you please come closer and actually act excited?" she asks. "I am excited. I don't know nothing about planning no big ass vacation. Everytime we travel, you the mastermind and I just throw the money. Why this gotta be any different? If I go and book the wrong shit like I did when we went to Miami, you'll be mad." I say.

Both of us went to Miami and I was in charge of booking. I fucked around and booked a hotel she hated, I got the wrong car, and then I didn't make reservations to the right places. She was mad as hell at me. She already know this vacation planning shit ain't my thing. "Ant, stop arguing with me." she demands. "Jessica, what? How I'm arguing? Nevermind, come on. Let's look at the shit." I say, pulling her in my arms.

"You feel better now?" I ask, paying full attention to her and all this cruise stuff. "Yes, I am. So, what do you think about doing Carnival's Rainforest Horseback Riding Adventure excursion in San Juan?" she asks. "Ion know if the kids would like horseback riding." I answer. "They might. I'm sure they have smaller horses for little kids who wanna do it." she says. "Yeah, but Sage, Serenity, Dream, and Jelena short and I don't know how they'll react to that shit." I tell her. I already know Dream will act a fool if we try to put her bossy ass on a horse. She ain't with that shit.

"They'll enjoy it, Ant." she says. "Jessica, I don't know about that. How much it cost?" I ask.  "It says it starts at a hundred and fourteen  per person." she answers. "It say they at least gotta be ten so we can't do that. I ain't  going all the way to Puerto Rico to ride no horse anyway. We got that shit in America." I say, making her laugh. "But I do got a horse you can ride if that's what you really wanna do." I joke.

She starts laughing then hits my arm. "Ant, quit. We have a vacation to plan. Ain't nobody hopping on that old ass dick of  yours." she says. "Old? If my dick old, yo pussy old." I say. "Never that. This good pussy won't ever age." she says, making me laugh. I kiss her neck then her lips. "Aight. All jokes aside, we gotta plan this shit. What else you see you wanna do?" I ask her. I don't feel like looking at this shit cause I honestly don't give a fuck as long as her and my kids happy on the vacation but I learned to compromise and do what makes her happy and she'll do the same.

"They have ziplines. You like that?" she asks. "It say they gotta be twelve for that. Nevermind. Damn, we just had to go and have lil kids. Even Amari isn't old enough." she says, laughing. "We should just go sight see, shop, find some good ass food to eat, probably go to  the beach, and just chill the fuck out." I suggest. That's really all I wanna do. "Ain't your dad from San Juan?" she asks. My dad is Puerto Rican and black. "He was born there but his people moved to New Orleans when he was a baby so that's all he know." I answer.

She nods her head. "Does he have any relatives there?" she asks. "Ion know. He don't fuck with his family." I tell her. She sighs. "Well, maybe we should just get on the island and end up wherever we end up at. We can find out what we could do from some of the locals." she suggests. "Bet. Just call Carnival though and see if they even got enough room for us in a week." I say. I heard cruises this early in the summer be the main ones that be booked up. The kids almost out of school so it'll be fine. It's just the fact that it's plenty of us.

She pulls her phone out then calls. She puts it on speaker. "Hi, thank you for calling Carnival. This is Amy speaking and who do I have the pleasure of speaking with today?" the lady cheerfully asks. "Jessica Mitchell." Jessica answers. "Okay, nice to meet you, Mrs. Mitchell. How can I help you today?" Amy asks. "Well, my family and I want to go on the Carnival Magic out of Orlando in a week or two if it isn't too late." Jessica answers. "That ship fills up pretty quickly around these times but I can check and see if there's any rooms available. What type of rooms are you looking to book?" Amy asks. I can't wait to hear her reaction once Jessica says how many people going with us.

"Well, my husband and I definitely want whatever your biggest suite is and I believe my father in law would like a suit as well." Jessica says. "We have the grand suite which sleeps up to four guests. That's our largest." Amy says. "We want it. Just give me all four suites." Jessica says.

I stand up then walk out the room. I need to check on LaLa. I walk in her room. She looks at me wide eyed then drops the Mac lipstick she put all over her mouth. "What the hell you doing?" I ask, shocked. "Uh... mane, I just wanted to see how I look in this lipstick I got outta Reign room." she nervously says, wiping it off.

"If you wanna wear makeup, just say it. Ion care about lip gloss." I tell her. She looks at me crazy. "Dad, ion rock like that. Just straight Carmex." she tells me. "You all up in here sneaking and putting yo sister lipstick on and shit. It gotta be a reason for it. Wassup?" I ask, sitting on the bed. "It ain't no reason. I just wanted to see how it look." she says. "I would believe that shit if you didn't have Reign old dress hidden in that bag right there." I say, pointing at the purple dress that's folded up inside a Forever 21 bag sitting on her dresser. Her eyes widen a little.

"Dad, don't tell nobody I was in here doing this." she says. "Why you doing it?" I ask. "I don't wanna talk about it." she answers. "Tell me." I demand. "I mean... I just wanna be pretty." she admits. "I never had no ugly daughter." I say. "Naw, mane, you don't understand. I look like a dude. I can be a girl like Reign. Maybe, then the person I like would like me too." she says, catching me off guard as hell. "Whoa,  where this coming from?" I ask.

She shrugs her shoulders. "Nevermind. Momma mad at me still?" she asks. "Naw... tell me. You ain't gotta change shit to make a mothafucka like you, LaLa. You already pretty. If you wanna wear nigga clothes, wear that shit if you happy in it. Ion want you to change yourself so some lil funky ass female a like you." I tell her. Her face starts turning red. "Uh... yeah, thanks." she says.

"Why you looking like that?" I ask her. LaLa acting weird as a mothafucka. I never thought she would wanna be nowhere near girly. "No reason. Can I go talk to Reign about some stuff?" she asks. "Yeah. I'll call her." I say. Maybe, she'll tell Reign whatever the fuck she got going on cause I'm lost as hell.

I pull my phone out my pocket. I got a missed call from Jessie. I call him back. "Pops, I need a favor." he instantly says. "What you need?" I ask my son. "Can you get Jelena for me? I'm finna take somebody to dinner." he says. "Damn, you finally getting out there and finding you somebody?" I ask. "No. She just my co-worker." he says. "Aight, whatever. Bring her." I demand. "I need you to come get her from here." he says. "Aight. Imma take LaLa to Reign house. I might drop Jelena off there too then just go get em later on. That's aight?" I ask. "Yeah." he says, hanging up.

I call Reign. "Hey daddy?" She says. "Wassup? I need two things from you. You busy?" I ask. "Um... no. I was waiting on company but my company was supposed to get here at six and it's seven now, so I guess I have nothing to do. What you need?" she asks. "What company?" I ask. "No one important. But yeah, what you need? Need me to babysit?" she asks. "Not necessarily babysit. LaLa got some lil personal shit going on and she wanna talk to you and Jessie finna go out so Imma bring Jelena too." I tell her. "She okay?" Reign asks. "Yeah... I just walked in on her trying to put yo old lipstick on and she got one of yo old dresses hidden in a bag. She said some shit about wanting somebody to like her and how she feel like if she be a girl like you, whoever it is will like her." I explain. "Dang, pops, you ain't gotta expose me like that." LaLa says.

Reign chuckles. "Dang, what lil girl got her head gone like that? I didn't think LaLa would ever step foot near a dress again." she says. "Me neither. But we finna come now. I gotta go get Jelena." I say. "Alright. Where is Jessie even going?" she asks. "He say he taking his co-worker to dinner." I answer. "Whaaaaaat? Jessie going on a date? That's cute." she says, laughing. "Shit, I'm just as surprised. Imma see you in a second though, babygirl. I gotta go talk to yo momma." I say. "Okay. Love you." she says. "Love you too." I say, hanging up.

LaLa rolls her eyes at me. "Why you had to expose me?" she asks. "How I expose you to the person you finna go talk to about whatever you got going on?" I ask her. "Cause I didn't want her to know I had on that girly ass shit... I mean stuff. My bad, pops." she says, making me laugh. "Get yo shit ready so we can go." I demand, walking out.

I walk back to my bedroom. Jessica is still on the phone with the lady from Carnival. I sit down on the bed next to Sage. "Mommy said be quiet." he whispers, putting his finger over his lip. I nod my head, pulling him in a hug. "She said we gonna have a lot of fun on the cruise. Daddy, can I get new sunglasses and a hat before we go?" he whispers. I nod my head yes. "Yeah, I'll take y'all shopping one day this week." I answer. He smiles wide then nods his head.

"Imma be back. I'm taking LaLa over Reign house and I'm picking up Jelena." I tell Jessica. "Hold on, I'm sorry, Amy." Jessica says, putting the phone on mute. "I told her she can't go anywhere that's not home and school." Jessica says. "Jessica, Imma pick her back up in a couple hours. She wanna talk to Reign about something she probably not even comfortable with talking to nobody else about. Quit tripping about it so much. She made some mistakes. Life goes on." I say.

"Handsome, go play with Amari so mommy and daddy can talk. I'll come get you when we're  finished." Jessica says to Sage. "Yes ma'am." he says, climbing off the bed. I watch my son walk out of here then look at her. "Ant, it ain't shit you can tell me that'll make me accept my fourteen year old daughter has probably had more pussy than my adult sons have." She says. "Jessica, it's over now, aight? Quit holding on to it. Talk to her ass about it like you got sense. She growing up and you know she at that weird ass stage of figuring herself out." I say.

"Whatever. We can talk about it when I get off the phone." She says. I watch her take the phone off mute. "Hey Amy. I'm sorry about that. I'm back." Jessica says. I grab my wallet off the nightstand then hand her my black card. "Get what you want. Love you." I tell her. "Love you too." She mouths back. I kiss her lips then her cheek. She smiles at me then waves as I walk out of here. Gotdamn, these kids always coming with different shit every week.

JESSIE

I'm dressed and getting ready to put cologne  on. I'm wearing a gray Givency polo shirt with black stripes, a red collar, red around the bottom of the sleeves, and a white star on each sleeve. I bought it a while ago but never wore the shit. I got on black Givenchy pants with the Givency shoes to match. "Which one?" I ask Jelena, pointing at my colognes. "Hmmm... this one, daddy." She answers, handing me my bottle of Sean John cologne. I spray it on myself then put it back on the counter.

"What's wrong with your hair, silly?" Jelena asks, giggling. My shit all over the place. I can't help but laugh. "I gotta do it real quick." I tell her. "Where are you going, Mr. Butthead?" she asks, hugging on me. "I'm going to dinner with a lady I work with, Baby Butthead." I answer, hugging her in one arm while I use my other hand to take my hair out the ponytail it's in.

She gasps. "No, no, no. No girlfriend. Just me and you." She whines. I pick her up then sit her on the counter. "Daddy don't have a girlfriend but one day, I will." I tell her. She starts pouting. "Noooo. She will live here?" she sadly asks. "No, jellybean. When daddy get a girlfriend, I promise you'll like her." I say. Whenever I decide to look for love, my daughter gotta like whoever she is. If Jelena don't like the bitch, she getting the fuck out of my life. My daughter coming first and her opinion will be mainly what I go by when it comes to women. I'll always put her first when it comes to certain things even though she young now.

"Whatever." She says, messing with my hair. "Whatever." I mock her, making her laugh. "Shit, I want some damn cookies." She says, catching me off guard. "You know those bad words." I say. "Grandpa say it." She says, giggling. "Grandpa grown, you ain't. You know better. I don't wanna whoop you but you know I will." I warn her. "Sorry, daddy." She mumbles, hugging me around my neck.

"Watch your mouth." I demand, hugging her back. I grab my brush off the counter then look at myself. That lineup I got the other day came in handy like a mothafucka.
I brush my hair up then put it in a messy high bun. I'm thinking about cutting a few inches off. My hair is long as hell and damn near at the bottom of my back. I've never cut it before so I don't know yet.

"Grandpa!" Jelena screams, getting off the counter. She jumps in my dad's arms. "Wassup babygirl?" he asks. "Am I going to your house?" she asks. "You going to Auntie Reign house and you coming to mine for a lil while." he answers, sitting his keys on the counter. "Yayyyy! Hi, Big Boy." She says, giggling and hugging LaLa. Me and my dad burst into laughter. That shit be tripping me the fuck out when she call her that. Jelena so funny to me.

"Do you even know my name?" LaLa asks her. "It's Big Boy." Jelena answers. "I am a girl. My name is Antayla." LaLa says. Jelena starts laughing. "Okay, ding a ling head. Do you have a boy coo coo?" Jelena asks, touching the front of LaLa's pants. "Jelena, cut it out, now." I demand, popping her on her legs twice. She know what she doing right now. "I'm sorry." She mumbles, wiping her eyes.  She starts crying with her hands covering her face. I don't care about no tears when she in the wrong and I'm not about to baby her ass.

I pick her up then sit her on the counter. "You know you was wrong for that, don't you?" I ask. She nods her head yes. "Use words." I demand. "Yes sir." She answers. "Tell your auntie you sorry." I demand. She looks at LaLa. "I'm sorry. I won't do it no more." Jelena says, shaking her head no. I kiss her on her cheek. "Daddy finna go, aight? I love you." I say. "I love you too." She says, hugging me tight.

My dad looks at me. "I'll lock up. Go ahead." he demands. I shake his head. "Preciate it." I say, grabbing my phone and my black and silver Patek Philippe watch off the counter. I walk out then jog down the stairs to the garage. I open the door then unlock the doors to Lamborghini Veneno. It's painted a matte gray with a little black with black and red rims. I barely drive this car unless I'm going out. I usually drive my Range Rover to work and to run errands though.

I just pulled up to the house Eriona gave me the address to. It's a nice sized, regular house. I sent her a text letting her know I'm here so now I'm just waiting. I don't know how this shit finna turn out. Me and her have never talked alone outside of work before. It's always a crowd and shit.

She walks out the house. My eyes widen. Gotdamn, so this how she look when she ain't wearing scrubs and her hair in a ponytail? I can't even lie, she fine as hell. She brownskinned and that shit glowing right now. Her hair is past her shoulders. It's some puffy curls like that shit I be seeing on hair tutorials and shit. I think it's called a twist out. She got on a long nude colored dress with a slit up the side and some heels to match it. Her jewelry look good but damn, that dress so sexy. It's sexy but it ain't slutty. I fuck with it. She got on some natural looking makeup that she don't ever wear to work too.

I get out the car then open the door for her. "Oh my God, you look so nice." She compliments me. "You do too." I admit, helping her in my car. I was finna compliment how sexy she looking right now but she beat me to it. I close the door then walk back to my side. I get in then close the door. "Where are we going?" she asks, smiling. "I have something in mind. I don't know if you'll like it or not. If you got somewhere you wanna go, it's whatever." I tell her. "It doesn't matter. I just appreciate you taking me out." She admits, smiling.

I clear my throat, looking at the road. My phone vibrates. "Do me a favor and see what that notification is." I say. I hope Jelena ain't  with Reign acting a fool and shit. She grabs my phone then starts laughing. "Um, it was a notification about your Pornhub subscription." She says. I can't help but to laugh. "Damn, my bad. Shit be a lil dry around my way, if you know what I mean." I say, making her laugh harder. She think I'm playing. I get pussy every blue moon but my dick be so damn dry, it be like a desert. Damn right I need a Pornhub subscription.

"That's so funny. Is this your daughter on your screen?" she asks, sitting my phone back down. "Yeah, she my world." I answer. "That's so sweet. She's adorable." She says. "Yeah, that's my baby. You got kids?" I ask. She shakes her head no. "No, not anymore." She answers. "Not anymore?" I ask, confused as hell. "I had a baby when I was fifteen. He was born with a few problems and he passed away after two days." She answers.

"Damn, I'm sorry to hear that. You good?" I ask. "Yes, I'm fine. Everything happens for a reason. It just wasn't the time and it definitely wasn't the right person involved." She says. "What you mean by that?" I ask. She takes a deep breath. "I was raped by my father. I don't believe in abortion so I kept my baby even though it was hard for me. You probably like damn, this girl crazy for telling me that this soon but I live my truth." She says. I'm speechless as fuck. I wasn't expecting that shit to come out her mouth at all.

"That's fucked up. I'm sorry to hear that. It ain't too soon. You can tell me whatever, mane. I don't judge." I say. I ain't a judgemental ass nigga at all. When people tell me certain things, I don't even care about how soon it is. Sometimes people be needing to get shit off their chest and if they comfortable enough to talk to me about whatever it is, I'll just listen.

"Yeah. It's fine though. I have an organization for rape victims. It's for male and female victims but mainly females come." She says. I glance at her. "That's wassup. I like what you doing." I say. "Thank you. You should stop by and see what it's about." She says. "Maybe, one day." I say. I don't wanna go to no shit like that. Rape and shit really fuck with me mentally because of all the shit my sister went through when she got raped. Reign was fucked up in every aspect. She miscarried then turned around and miscarried the baby she was carrying for Drew. After all that, she was bad off and overdosing on purpose and shit. I just can't deal with being around women who were raped at all.

"You okay?" Eriona asks. "Yeah, I'm straight. I was just thinking about something. But yeah, we here." I say, pulling up to the valet area of the restaurant. It's a fancy restaurant called De Lujo. My dad's friend is the owner. When he got out the drug game, he opened this restaurant. It's at the top of the list of luxurious restaurants in California.

The valet workers opens our doors. "How much?" I ask. "Two hundred." he answers. I hand him the money and my keys. He hands me my written receipt for when I come back and get my car. Eriona looking nervous as hell like she never seen nothing like this. It's always different celebrities or rich people here so the whole valet area is full of expensive cars.

I wrap my arm around her lower waist then lead her to the door. "Enjoy your dinner." the security at the door says, opening the door for us. "Thank you." I say, leading her in. I lead her to the reservation desk. "Hi, welcome to De Jujo. What's the name of your party?" the hostess asks, smiling wide at me. She looking at me like she just got wet on sight. "Jessie Mitchell." I answer, avoiding eye contact with her so she don't think I'm interested.

"Okay, follow me." She demands. Me and Eriona follow her around the corner and up the spiral staircase. "Enjoy your meal." She says, smiling at me as she walks away. I pull Eriona's chair out for her. "Thank you." She says, sitting down. I walk to my side then sit down. She's just smiling and looking around. "You like it?" I ask. "Yeah, I've never been here. I've seen it on celebrity Instagram pages though." She answers, laughing. I chuckle. "Well, I'm glad you like it." I say. I don't know what the fuck to say. I ain't ever been the type of nigga to take no woman out so I don't really know much to say.

"You didn't have to take me anywhere this expensive. They don't even have prices on the menu so I know this food is not cheap." She says, making me laugh. "You must be real independent?" I ask. "Yes. Why'd you ask?" she asks. "Cause I can tell. You tried to open the car door for yourself and you tried to pull your own chair and shit. It's just small shit I'm noticing. Let me guess, you wanna pay for your own food too?" I ask. She starts laughing. "Yes." She answers. "You not paying. Chill out. Let somebody do something nice for you." I demand.

I offered to pay for her lunch plenty of times but she never would let me. I'll be damned if a woman I'm out with pay for her own food though. She can hang that one up. "I just don't like feeling like I owe people." She says. "Well, you don't owe me shit." I say. She starts laughing. "What took you so long?" she asks. "What you mean?" I ask. "What took so long for you to finally ask to take me out?" she asks. "Honestly, Eriona, I don't be at work looking for nobody. I don't believe in leading people on so it was no point in asking you to dinner." I say. "Well, what changed?" she asks.

"Nothing changed. You just a cool ass person I enjoy working with. You looked disappointed when I couldn't go to lunch with you so I just asked you to dinner." I answer. She slowly nods her head. "Are you in a relationship or something? No offense, but are you gay?" she asks, catching me off guard as hell. "No, I'm single. What the hell you ask me if I'm gay for? Hell naw, I ain't gay." I answer. I just damn near cussed her ass out on accident.

"I didn't say it to offend you. I was just asking because you're handsome and single and it's almost like you don't even be looking at women or whatever. At work, I see how the patients and the other nurses and even some of the doctors look at you. You just act like you don't see them." She explains. "Well, no, I am not gay. I just don't have time for a relationship. I got a lil girl who I give my all to and then I work a lot." I say.

"That's understandable but she's gonna grow up and have her own life. You have to find somebody to spend yours with too." She says, making me laugh. "You sound like my momma. She always telling me that." I say. My momma stay telling me how Jelena will grow up and have her own shit going on and that I'll be a lonely old nigga with nothing to do. "It's true. You have to have a life too." She says. "My momma said that too. She said Imma turn into a lonely old sugar daddy." I say, making her laugh.

"You should listen to her then." She says. "Women just don't be about shit right now. They only be wanting me for how I look and cause I'm successful. All I hear is how I'm fine as hell and all I deal with is women throwing pussy at me. I don't want that shit. When I find somebody I connect with mentally that understand me and that my daughter likes, I'll give myself to her. Until then, I'm a single ass nigga that'll keep that Pornhub subscription." I joke, making her laugh a little.

"Honestly, Jessie, you're a really nice person and you're handsome. I'm sure you'll find the one soon." She says. "I ain't even looking for her. If the vibe right, I'll know what it is." I say. She sips some of the water in her glass. "She could be right in front of you for all you know." She says, smiling at the waitress as she walks over here.

"Hi, my name is Alyssa and I'll be serving you tonight. Can I start you off with any beverages?" she asks. "No, this water is fine, thank you." Eriona says. "Let me get a Mojito." I say. "Okay, that'll be right up. Can I start you two off with an appetizer?" she asks. "I want the spinach dip. Eriona, you want any appetizers?" I ask. "Yes. I would like the potstickers." She answers. "Okay. Are you two ready to order or do you need more time?" She asks. "I want the King crab legs and corn on the cob." I say. I already know that's around two hundred and fifty dollars but it comes with a lot so I ain't tripping.  "How much is the steak and lobster plate?" Eriona asks. "That's three hundred and twenty five dollars. It's a large portion." Alyssa answers. "Oh, no." Eriona says. I chuckle. "She'll have that." I say, taking the menu from her. Money ain't an issue.

Alyssa walks off holding our  menus. "You are not about to spend that much money on food." She says. "Yes I am. Eriona, it's nothing." I assure her. "Do you have another job or something? We make pretty good money but um, your diamonds in your watch and jewelry look really expensive and you're dressed like a rapper or something. You even rented a Lamborghini." She says. I'm dying laughing. "Rented? Eriona, I own that shit." I say.

She gasps. "You do?" she asks. "Yes. That's my car." I answer. "Don't think I'm nosey but how the hell did you buy a Lamborghini?" she asks. "I got successful parents who taught me how to invest my money and double it." I answer. "Wow, I'm so surprised." She admits. I smile a little. Its way more to it than just that.

We've been talking and eating. "This is good." She says, cutting her steak. I nod my head in agreement, dipping meat from one of my crab legs in the garlic butter it came with. "Wassup with you? You got a nigga?" I ask, looking at her. "Yes." She answers. I put my crab leg down then look at her. "Then what the fuck you got me out here with you for then?" I ask. This the shit I be talking about. I ain't finna be beefing with a nigga over her ass.

"Relax. I'm in the process of leaving him. It's just too much for me." She admits. "You didn't think it was a good idea to let me know before I pulled up... You and that nigga live together?" I ask. "It's my house and he lives there and doesn't contribute." She answers. "Mane, hell naw. Eriona, I don't need this extra shit in my life." I tell her straight up. "I didn't think you would be interested if I told you about Michael." She says. "Damn right, I wouldn't be nowhere near interested." I say.

She sighs. "You can just take me back or I'll find a way home. I understand it's it okay." She says. "Eriona, don't take it the wrong way, aight? I just don't fuck with this shit. You could've let me know what it is from the get go." I say. "I know, Jessie. I've just been so into you since you first started working at the hospital and I felt like I had a chance when you asked me to dinner and I didn't wanna say nothing that would ruin it." She explains, in tears.

I sigh, watching her get herself together. This shit is ridiculous as hell. "So, what if yo nigga saw me pull up in yo driveway and decided to come out that bitch shooting? I would've been looking dumb as hell cause you didn't keep it real with me. Look, if you keeping secrets in shit, I ain't even trynna kick it with yo ass." I say, looking at her. She just sitting here in tears and stuck like she never met a real nigga before.

"I'm so sorry." She apologizes, standing up. I watch as she walks away crying and heading to the bathroom. What the hell I get myself into? I didn't mean to hurt her feelings but I couldn't lie to her neither. I know she didn't mean no harm cause Eriona the type of person who just always wanna see you happy and feeling good but at the same time, this whole thing could cause plenty of problems. Even the softest niggas be ready to spazz out when they find out it's another nigga fucking off with his woman, period. I don't have time for unnecessary beef.

She been in the bathroom for ten minutes. Damn, did I really hurt her feelings that bad? I don't even think what I said was offensive. I damn sure wasn't about to bite my tongue about the shit but I didn't mean to make her cry and all that bullshit. I feel like what I said was necessary as hell.

An older white woman walks over here. She  look like she rich as hell. "Excuse me, son. I believe the young lady you came here with, Eriona is having some type of panic attack in the restroom." She tells me. I take a deep breath then stand up. I follow her to the women's bathroom. It's another white woman in here trying to calm her down. Eriona is sitting on the floor breathing heavily and crying. She shaking and shit. She having an anxiety attack.

I sit down next to her then put my hand on her back. "Who are you? Get out of this restroom before I call the police. You are not a doctor or a nurse or anything like that so do not touch her!" one of the women in here goes off. "Bitch, I'm a nurse. Shut the fuck up." I demand. She dramatically gasps, glaring at me.

"Go get some water." I demand. The woman who came and got me walks out. "Eriona, calm down. Breathe in for me." I demand, holding her hand while it shakes. She takes a deep breath. "Breathe out." I demand. She does what I said, still crying. I grab her face. "Calm down, aight? You good." I say as she cries. "I want him out of my life so bad. I'm so sorry for putting this off on you. I really am." She apologizes, crying hard. "Calm down." I demand. "It's all good." I assure, holding her in my arms. I feel her relaxing some but only a little bit.

The woman hands me a glass of cold water with an unused straw. I open it then put it in the glass. "Here." I say, putting it to Eriona's lips. She starts drinking it. "It's okay, Eriona. You good, I promise." I say. She nods her head. I help her off the floor. She looks at herself in the mirror. "You got on some good ass makeup. That shit didn't flinch." I say, making them laugh. Her makeup still there like she wasn't just crying and shit.

I wrap my arm around her then lead her out of there. We walk back to the table. "You wanna finish eating or take it home?" I ask. "I'll just take it home. Thank you, Jessie." She says. "No problem. Look... I was taking you to the movies if you wanna go." I say. She smiles. "Yes, that's fine." She says, smiling. That's the least I can do.

My phone starts ringing. It's my momma. "Hold on, Eriona. It's my momma." I say, answering the phone. "Wassup ma?" I ask. "Where are you?" she asks. "De Lujo with Eriona." I answer. "Tell her I said hey. How is it going?" she asks. "Long story. I'll tell you later on. You need something?" I ask. "Actually, yes. Noble and Majesty ain't answering the phone at all, not even the house phone. Everybody's called them and they still aren't answering. Have you heard from them?" she asks. "Naw... you need me to go by there and check on them?" I ask. "I was getting ready to go with KeKe because your dad is acting like he don't see his damn phone. This ain't nothing like them." She says. "Yeah, it really ain't." I agree.

I feel nervous all of a sudden. "You ain't heard from Noble at all?" I ask. "No. Not even a text and you know he never goes a day without blowing my phone up. I'm nervous." She says. "Look... I'm finna come by there and I'll go with y'all. Where Tae at?" I ask. "That's another thing. I don't know where he is. I looked all through this damn house and I can't find him." She says. "What the hell? Do me a favor. See if yo gun missing." I say. "Okay." She says. I hear her moving stuff around. "Jessie, my fucking gun ain't in my purse no more. What the fuck is going on?" she yells, sounding like she on the verge of crying. I bet Tae took it. This some bullshit. I gotta cut this dinner short now.

I'm outside the house waiting on my momma and KeKe. I watch them walk out. They dressed in all black and shit. I get out my car then walk to the bulletproof Hummer. My momma throws me the keys. "If some shit pop up, you the getaway driver." She tells me. Damn, I get the most boring job of all like I'm a fucking lame.

Presley just walked out here. "Where this nigga going?" I ask. "I'm riding. What it look like?" he asks, putting an extended clip in his gun. I chuckle. "This nigga is obviously the weakest link. Make him be the driver. Matter fact, make the artist be the driver." I say, pointing at KeKe.  "Nigga, what? I jumped off the porch early and got shit bustin' when I was a lil nigga. You the only one in the car that was born rich." he says. My mom is just dying laughing.

I just pulled up to Noble and Majesty's house. They get out then walk to the front door. Damn, Imma miss all the action with this getaway driver bullshit. I just hope everything all good.

They've been in there for damn bear twenty minutes straight. "Get y'all gotdamn asses outta this house! Ant, I ought to knock yo ass out too!" I hear my momma scream. I'm dying laughing watching my momma swing on both of them. These niggas high as hell. "Got these damn boys in here high off some fucking Percocet and drinking at the same fucking time! Ant, I ought to kill you!" she screams, punching my dad in his chest. This shit funny as hell. They just high as fuck.

They get in here. "You stupid ass nigga!" My momma hollers, punching my dad in his jaw. "Jessica, quit, damn!" he yells at her. "Don't raise your dumb ass voice at me, shit!" she yells. These folks crazy as hell. Tae better hope he at Montana house when we get there cause that's where we headed now.

REIGN

"What's going on with you?" I ask LaLa as I drive. Jelena is asleep in the backseat and LaLa is next to me. She asked me to take her to Montana's house and he said it was fine so that's where I'm going. "I like Sean, mane. Don't get me wrong, Imma always like bad bitches but I fuck with that nigga but I know he don't like me too cause I'm like a nigga and shit." She admits.

I smile a little. It's cute even though they're just fourteen. Sean has been crazy about her since they were like eight or nine. "Girl, you don't have to change yourself for no nigga." I say. "Naw, Reign, you don't understand. This nigga girlfriend fine as hell. Like, she be wearing all the shit you and momma be wearing and she only fifteen. I wear the same shit this nigga wear. I bet if I get bitch clothes, he'll like me." She explains.

"You don't have to do that." I say. "I'll only wear that shit when he around. I wanna take him from that hoe and if it don't work, Imma just take his bitch right up off him and make her my sex slave." She says, sounding serious. That's just nasty as hell.

"LaLa, you do not have to do all that shit. Sean knows how you are, babygirl. And I'm sure that boy likes you." I say. "He just be flirting with me for fun. He don't like me. He like bad bitches." She says. "Well, LaLa, if you really want girls clothes, I'll come get you and take you shopping tomorrow." I offer. "Aight, bet." She says as I pull in Montana's driveway.

She hugs me. "Love you, G." She says, getting out. I look at her funny as she walks to the front door. LaLa never tells me she loves me. Tae opens the door then waves at me. I wave back then pull off. I got the weirdest feeling for some reason. She was acting suspicious as hell. I hope those two ain't up to nothing crazy but I got a feeling they are. All I can do is pray for their safety. I can tell they're gonna have to see how cold this world really is the hard way just like I did when I was a teenager because they won't listen to nobody.

I'm almost home. My phone starts ringing. I answer it then put my headphones in. "What?" I ask, already knowing it's Drew. That nigga was supposed to come by a long ass time ago but he got a wife so I get it. "Don't cop no attitude with me. Wassup?" he slowly asks, sounding high. I can tell he's smoking. "You was supposed to come earlier. I'm babysitting now." I say. "I'm in yo parking lot." he says. "I done told you about popping up on me." I say, pulling in the gate of my apartments.

I park then get out. "Mane, whatever. Imma see you when you get up here." he says, then hangs up. I know this nigga didn't hang up in my damn face like that and I know good and well he ain't in my apartment already. I open the back door then undo Jelena's carseat. It's basically a booster seat with extra padding and straps on it. I grab her Doc Mcstuffins backpack with her extra clothes and toys then put it on. I pick her up then close and lock the door. I'm so glad she ain't heavy.

I just got up the stairs. Drew is leaning against my front door. I shove him out my way then unlock the door. Both of us walk in. He closes and locks the door. He looks and smells so damn good. The smell of kush on any man is the best cologne in my opinion.

I walk to my guest room then lay Jelena down. I'm gently taking her clothes and shoes off so she won't wake up. Jelena is a hard sleeper so I know she won't even wake up until the morning. I open her bag then take her Lion King pajamas out. I put them on her then lay her under the covers. I grab her teddy bear that's wearing a little shirt with a picture of her and Jessie on it then lay it next to her. She'll wake up and act a fool if that bear isn't next to her. I kiss her forehead then walk out, leaving the door slightly cracked.

I walk back in my living room. "I see you just made yourself at home." I say, kicking Drew's feet off my coffee table. He took his shirt and shoes off and everything. "Shut up." he says, pulling me down on the couch. He wraps his arms around me, making me lay on him. I can smell the alcohol on his breath. "Get off me." I demand, sitting up. "I'm about to take a bath. Come in my room in case my niece wakes up." I demand, walking out.

He follows me to my bedroom. I open my drawer then grab a tank top and shorts to sleep in. I'm walking in my bathroom and this nigga is hot on my trail. "Exactly what do you think you're doing?" I ask, turning the water on in my large jacuzzi tub. I grab my vanilla bubble bath then squirt some in the water. "I can't watch you?" he asks, sitting on the toilet. I smirk a little. "Sure." I agree. If he's gonna watch, Imma tease the shit out of him. I do it for fun.

I don't really know why I even allow his married ass around me but it is what it is. Yes, I know it's wrong but I just feel so alive when he comes around. It's almost like the most fucked up shit that I know better than to do always feels good to me and it's a crazy feeling.

I walk out then to my kitchen. I open the drawer then get my lighter. I grab two glasses and my bottle of wine then walk back to the bathroom. I sit it down then open the drawer. I have weed some of everywhere. I take the bag from out of there then toss it to him. "Roll up." I demand, throwing him some rillos.

"I don't even wanna smoke. I wanna be sober right now." he says. I shrug my shoulders, turning the water off. "Fair enough." I say, pulling my jeans and underwear down. I take my shirt and bra off then throw that shit on the floor. "Damn." Drew mumbles, watching me get in the tub. "It feels so good. You wanna join?" I ask. "You know I can't do that." he mumbles, looking away from me.

"Suit yourself." I say. He sighs then stands up. I watch as he pulls his pants down, leaving his boxers on. He already has no shirt on. He gets in here with me across from me. "You know this shit wrong as hell." He says. "But it feels right, right? If you didn't wanna be here, you would've never came. I know you, Drew. You aren't easily influenced and you don't do shit you don't wanna do. You're the married one though so make whatever decision you want." I say.

He looks me up and down. "Reign... this why I said we need some rules, bruh. Here yo ass go again trying to seduce a nigga and shit." he says. "Says the person sitting in a jacuzzi tub with me." I say. He starts laughing. "Mane, whatever. Yo momma hit me up and said the cruise booked. I'm surprised they had room for us when it's this short notice." he says. "Yeah... I have to go shopping tomorrow with LaLa. She likes your brother and wants girl  clothes thinking he'll like her back." I say, making him laugh. "Sean ass stay talking about her." he tells me.

"I figured that." I say. "Let's just hope they don't fuck around and end up getting killed by yo daddy on the cruise." he says. "Yeah, and you better hope Shai don't throw you overboard when she finds out where you've been at." I say, laughing. "Never." he says, rubbing my legs a little. "I'm going shopping for clothes and swimsuits and medicines and little stuff I'll need for the cruise tomorrow. Do you want to come?" I ask. I hope he says yes but I'll completely understand if he says no. "Yeah, Reign. I'll ride with you." he answers, surprising me.

"Why you looking like that?" he asks. "Because I was expecting you to mention Shai and tell me how you can't come." I answer. "Aww, sound like you care." he jokes, laughing. "Shut up. I'm forreal." I say. "Well, Shai work all tomorrow so it's whatever." he says. "Do you feel bad for this?" I ask. "No but yet. No cause it's what I wanna do but hell yeah cause I ain't keeping it real with her ass and Ion wanna hurt her." he answers. "Mhmm, whatever." I mumble, scooting closer to him.

"Mane, what you doing?" he asks while I pull his boxers down. He lays his head back on the wall, letting me do it. I throw them on the floor then touch his already hard dick. "Naw... We ain't fucking. This already far enough and I should not be in the tub with yo ass as it is." he says. I wrap my legs around him then move his hands to my titties. "Fuck, Reign, why you doing me like this?" he asks, rubbing my nipples, making me moan.

He scoots me back to my side of the tub then climbs on top of me. He starts sucking my nipples and playing with my pussy. I'm moaning my ass off. Drew has always known exactly what to do with his tongue. He grips my ass then kisses me on my neck. "Don't wear no fucking bikini on the cruise. You making it hard for me already." he mumbles in between kisses on my neck and chest. "Imma wear a red one just for your gang banging ass." I say, making him laugh.

He pulls away from me. "I'm dead ass serious. You finna get me caught up as it is." he says. "Naw, you're gonna get yourself caught up. I already told you that you're gonna fuck your marriage up trying to keep up with me." I say. Shit, he's the married one in the situation. He starts laughing, pulling me in his arms. "If only you knew." he says.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask, letting him hold me tight in the water. I have the water heater on so we don't get cold in here. It feels really good. He starts feeling on my ass. "Don't worry bout it." he says as his phone starts ringing. He reaches over then grabs it off the floor. He answers it then motions for me to be quiet. He has it on speaker phone.

"Osaze." Shai angrily says. "Wassup baby?" he asks, trying to push me away while I kiss his neck just to fuck with him. "Where are you at?" she asks. "Where you at?" he asks. "I got off early and I wanted to spend time with you but you're obviously not home and I want to know why." She answers. "I won't be home tonight." he says. "The fuck? Another night in a row? Where the fuck are you spending your time? I just really want to know what the fuck got you not coming home at night all of a sudden!" Shai yells.

I look away. I feel bad because I know I wouldn't want that to happen to me. She is an annoying ass bitch and I think they look good together but don't match worth shit at the same time but that's still her husband. I'm wrong and I know it but it feels good. "Shai... I just need some time to think about certain things." he says. "What? We were fine, Drew. What the hell is even going on?" She asks, sniffling.

He starts staring at the wall. "Shai... baby, listen, you know ion wanna ever hurt you." he says. "What, are you leaving me?" she asks, sounding devastated. "No." he answers. "Then what the hell are you talking about? I haven't done anything wrong, Drew. What is it? If you're cheating on me, just say it!" she yells. "I'm all fucked up about a lot of shit and Imma keep it real with you bout it." he says. "Come talk to me face to face like a fucking man and tell me what it is!" she yells. "I will, Shai. I don't wanna hurt you but Imma keep it real with you tomorrow. Just let me chill out tonight. Just be careful what you ask for cause Imma be real with you no matter how you feel." he warns her. "You are unbelievable." She says, then hangs up in his face.

"Go home to your wife." I demand, pushing him. "Stop." he demands. "No, seriously. Go home because it's wrong." I say. "Honestly, Reign, these last few days with you been the shit. Ion know if it's just me but I feel like I can unwind and Ion even feel stressed out around you and shit." he says. "I feel the same but you have somebody at home. Us kicking it ain't worth you losing all you built with her. Don't throw all y'all years away just to spend time with me." I say.

He ain't talking. He just looking at me. He leans in then kisses me on my lips. I grab the back of his head, kissing him back. He pulls away then gets out the tub. "Damn, mane! Fuck!" he snaps. My eyes tear up as I watch him. "This shit so fucked up." he says, pacing.

"Just leave then." I demand, trying to control my tears. "I worked so mothafucking hard to act like what we had never happened and like I wasn't... You know what, fuck it. Just fuck it. Go home to your wife who loves your ass." I demand. He leans against the wall, staring at me. "Leave." I demand.

I really don't want him to see me cry so hard over him. It's like I try to fight my feelings for him. I worked so hard to move past him when I was sixteen and I really thought I was over him but the more I see him, the more I want him. I stay telling myself I don't wanna rekindle shit but my heart says otherwise. I just know I can't because he has a wife and I'm so stupid.

"Reign, please stop crying." he begs, walking over here. "No, you just don't understand." I say. He lifts me up then helps me out the tub. He wraps his arms around me. "Reign, I love you regardless, mane. I know I'm with Shai but just know I love yo ass." he says. "I love you too." I admit, crying my ass off on his chest. I don't know what's wrong with me.

I pull away from him. "Go home to her. I'm fine." I say, grabbing my towel to dry my body. He steps back, watching me dry off. I grab my clothes then put them on. I'm brushing my teeth and he's just watching me in silence. I walk out and to the guest room Jelena's in. This nigga just followed me. I touch her forehead. Damn, she's warm. I turn the ceiling fan on then lift her up. I lay her down on top of the comforter then take her thin blanket out her bag. I lay it on top of her then kiss her cheek. I'll be in here throughout the night to check on her. I'm up all night anyways.

I walk out and back to my room with him on my trails. "You just gonna walk around naked?" I mumble. "Give me some clothes then." he says. I open my drawer then throw him the gym shorts my uncle left over here when we last smoked together. I pull my covers back then get in my bed. He puts the shorts on then turns the light off. I roll my eyes as he climbs in my bed. "So... you're just not gonna go home?" I ask. He pulls me in his arms then lifts my shirt up. He lays his head on my titties, holding me tight. "I think you would make a great momma. I like how you be interacting with yo niece and yo younger siblings." he mumbles, making me feel uncomfortable.

I sit up then push him away. "What's wrong?" he asks. "I gotta tell you something." I say, feeling like I'm about to pass out. I have to tell him about this baby. It's been bothering me way too much. His phone starts ringing before I can say anything. He puts it on speaker. "Wassup?" he asks. "I just don't understand." Shai cries. I roll my eyes, sighing in frustration.

"Imma see you tomorrow." he says. "What type of man just doesn't come home with no explanation?" she cries. "Shai, we will talk tomorrow, damn." he says, hanging up on her. He puts it on silent as she sends him text messages back to back. "You don't even treat her like a wife." I mumble. He lays me back then spreads my legs. "Let's not talk about no negative shit." he says, lying between my legs. He lays his head on my chest. "Reign... I'm sorry for this shit." he says. "Me too." I say, playing in his hair. I don't even know why I'm allowing this shit. It's just hard for me to let him go even though I should.

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