Let's address some shit I'm sick of seeing. Why do y'all stay claiming there's no fully black ppl that are dark in this series? There's been plenty and if y'all overlooked their descriptions, tf you mad at me for? U fake woke bitches irk the hell out of me accusing me of that colorism bs. Noble and Majesty LOVE darkskinned women and heavy set women 😑 Cmon now, that's been said since book 3 when they became of age. There's just been so many black beautiful characters described so can y'all stfu with that bs? Just cause Ant and his family are mixed don't mean I describe any other fully black person in the series as unattractive. Stfu dumb bitches. Y'all annoy me with that. Then, some of y'all claim the only fully black characters are least liked. Y'all sound dumb. I can't force y'all to love or hate a character. Shai is damn near my personal fav. Character to write about but ppl hate her. She darkskinned. Tf y'all opinions got to do with their colors? It's just a book. This why I can't stand hoes on Wattpad and I'll be off this mf app IMMEDIATELY. Who wanna argue bout it? 🤔

Anyway, Imma need y'all 2 comment

"Lil nigga but I'm lion hearted." - Meek Mill

DREW

I'm chilling at Vonte's house with Sean, bored as hell. He playing with the puppy Vonte bought named Rosey. Jacob comes running in here, screaming and laughing while Vonte chases him, shooting him with a big ass water gun. I shake my head, watching Vonte soak the shit out of a four year old.

"You gon' wake me up by tickling my toes again, huh?" Vonte asks Jacob, playfully shaking him while he laughs hard. "No!" Jacob exclaims with a goofy grin on his face. "Gimme a hug then." Vonte says. Jacob jumps in his arms, still laughing. Something I admire about the old nigga is how he adopted Jacob as a baby but never has treated him like an adopted child or an outsider. If anybody asks, he'll instantly lie like that's his blood and I respect how he is with him.

"You and Ant back talking?" I ask Vonte. "Hell naw. That nigga don't let shit go." he answers. "Ion know, Vonte... he got a right to hold on to it this time." I admit. Everybody knows that Ant can get real petty over small shit but this time, I honestly agree with him being ticked off. "Shai fucking off on you. There, I said it." he says, making me laugh.

"No she ain't, old nigga. Shai wouldn't dog me out like that. I just be feeling like she doing dirt because I'm guilty but I know she ain't." I explain. The way she be crying over the bullshit I did says it all. Shai would never snake me like I did her. "You in denial or you really got yo trust in her?" he asks. "I ain't in denial. I know her more than everybody do. She ain't doing shit." I answer. "When have I ever lied to you?" he asks. "Nigga, plenty of times." I answer. "That's besides the point. I'm for real this time." he tells me.

"I don't believe that shit. If she did it, give me proof." I demand. He shakes his head, giving me some type of sad ass look. "Qua knocked Reign up. How that make you feel?" he asks, changing the subject. "Qua?" I ask, laughing. "Yeah, Qua. That's her nigga or did I miss some shit?" he asks, raising his eyebrow. "You missed plenty. Reign and Qua was some type of couple on the cruise, rememeber? They had a lil fall out so me and her started fucking raw. Now, she pregnant as hell and it's mine. That's why Qua don't want her no more. I don't even think they even fucked before." I explain.

"On everything? Damn, so that's why they done?" he asks. "Yeah, cause of our baby. He lame for that shit. I wouldn't dump nobody cause they got pregnant when both of us was single." I say. "You can't say what you won't do when that shit ain't happening to you, Drew. That shit probably got that mane head all fucked up. Imagine that. The girl you love pregnant by the next man." he says, shaking his head. My mouth just dropped. "Nigga, you really always had feelings for Jessica, didn't you?" I ask. "Mane, I'm a full grown man. I don't relate to none of your drama." he says, waving me off.

Damn, seeing Jessica and Ant become something, have kids, and then get married must've stung but at least he can say he got some pussy from Jessica at least once in his life. That shit still on my bucket list. If I ever get to fuck her fine ass, I'll feel like I reached a life goal.

"Aight." I say. Sean shakes his head. "If Shai is cheating, you do know you can't get mad at her, right?" Sean asks me. "She ain't cheating and if she was, I could get mad." I say. "How? Nigga, you openly cheated on her ass in front of everybody." Sean says. "I agree with Sean. Reign my niece and I love her for life but y'all did some bold shit. Then you even knocked her up. That's dirty." Vonte says. "Shai ain't cheating on me and if she ever do that shit, I won't trip." I say. Vonte chuckles. "Wanna bet?" Vonte asks. "A thousand dollars. I'll be calm as fuck." I say. I'll just leave her ass alone.

"We know you." Sean says, laughing. "Exactly. We know exactly how you get. You got so much pride and too much to just let that shit go. Anyway, when it all comes out, don't get mad at me cause I told you she fucking off." Vonte says. "With who?" I ask. If she so called doing it, I need some evidence. "I don't have shit to do with it. As a guardian, father, or whatever you wanna call me today, I just need you to know that she ain't an honest woman." he says. I ain't believing that. Until I see proof, she innocent.

"Aight." I say. "Wassup with you and Reign? Have y'all talked about the baby?" Vonte asks. "Naw." I admit. We haven't had one single conversation about shit concerning our baby yet. "You tripping. Call her. Get out my house and go see what she need." he demands. "She can't stand me cause apparently, I'm the reason Qua don't want her so she most likely won't pick up the phone." I explain. "She the reason he don't want her too. It take two people to make a baby." he says.

"I know that but she ain't trying to hear none of that. Don't laugh but I think I want to try again with Shai and not cheat and shit." I admit. "Why would I laugh? If her weird ass, cheating ass make you happy, stay with her." he says. He just had to throw in his accusation. Shit didn't get real to me until she threatened to leave me the other day. I can't explain how it felt. I know she ain't the best woman in the world but it's certain shit she did for me that not even Reign did or would've done. She didn't come back home neither but I hope she will.

I watch as Vonte calls somebody with it on speaker. "Wassup Unc?" I hear Majesty ask. "What you doing?" Vonte asks. "Um..." Majesty says. "Um what?" Vonte asks. "I'm busy." Majesty answers. That nigga sound out of breath as hell. I just heard a bitch moan loud as fuck. "That nigga fucking a bitch right now." I say, laughing. "Is that Drew?" he asks, Vonte, chuckling. "Hell yeah. Nigga, tell her ass be quiet." I demand, tripping off it. That nigga crazy. "She can't be quiet. I'm fucking the shit outta some nigga bitch. I'll hit you later Uncle Vonte." he says, laughing and hanging up the phone.

"My nephew something else." Vonte says, shaking his head with an awkward look on his face. "Who bitch he fucking?" I ask. "Yours, damn!" he answers. "Hell naw. Quit saying dumb shit like that, mane." I say. He starts laughing. "I need a blunt." he mumbles, walking out with the dog following behind him. I'm about to hit Miguel up to talk to Reign.

"What do you want from me?" Miguel asks me instantly. "Where Reign at?" I ask, putting my phone on speaker. "In bed." he answers. "I need to talk to her about the baby. Send me yo address." I demand. "Negro, you do not control me. I'm not sending your rude, demanding ass anything. She does not want you, Drew." He goes off. "I didn't ask yo bitch ass none of that. She having my baby so we got plenty to talk about." I say. "Get a piece of paper so I can give you my address. You make me sick." he says.

I just went and got a napkin and a pen. "Are you ready yet? I don't have all day." he says. "I'm ready, weak bitch." I answer. This nigga be on my damn nerves. He acting like I knocked his bitch ass up. Damn, I can't stand loud mouth, irrelevant ass friends. "Fuck you. My address is 6324 Go To Hell, Apartment Go Fuck Yourself." he says. "Fuck you." I say. He got me that time.

He starts laughing. "I'll text you my real address, weakling." he says, hanging up on me. Damn, I hope I don't have to put up with his ass all eighteen years of my child's life. He just sent me the address. I hope this conversation with her ends well.

-

I just pulled up and walked to the front door. I knock then step back. Miguel opens the door. "Welcome to my humble abode." he says. I move him out of my way then walk in.  I raise my eyebrow. Tae is sitting on the couch counting a stack of hundreds. The nigga got a couple of big bags of pills right beside him. "What the fuck, lil Tae?" I ask. What the hell going on with his bad ass?

He looks up at me. "What it look like?" he asks, picking the money and pills up. "Mane, yo momma and daddy gon' kill yo bad ass. Give me that shit!" I demand, snatching it from him. He looks me up and down then smiles. "Drew, give me my shit back unless you paying me for it." he says. "I ain't paying yo ass for shit. What the fuck yo privelaged ass doing with this?" I ask. I'm confused. "Do it matter? I ain't yo son." he says. I shake my head, giving it back to him. "Yo momma and dad know what you been up to?" I ask. "Fuck what they know. I don't care." he answers, shaking his head and walking away. He seems so different from the last time I saw him like his young ass life been kicking his ass. Damn.

I walk to the back then open a bedroom door. Reign is sitting in the bed eating some apple sauce and pineapples while she stares at the Maury show on the TV. She looks at me. I'm just waiting on her to snap on me. "Hey." she greets me, surprisingly. "Wassup?" I ask. She shrugs her shoulders, still focused on the TV while some young teenage boy breaks down crying because he found out two babies he fathered ain't even his kids. "Trifling bitch." Reign mumbles, rolling her eyes at it.

"What's going on with yo lil brother?" I ask her. She looks at me as I sit on the bed. "A lot." she answers. "Like?" I ask. "Just bullshit, honestly. My mom and his dad gave up on him and said they were giving their rights up. After that, it's like he snapped and Tae is out of control now. He be toting guns, coming here with hella money, and I think he selling drugs." she explains. "Tae!" I holler. I watch as he walks in here. "What?" he bluntly asks.

"What you been up to?" I ask. "Mind yo fuckin' business." he answers. I chuckle.  "Who the fuck got you feeling tough?" I ask. "I don't need no intervention. Mind yo business, like I said. If I ain't asking you for shit, what I do don't concern you. Reign, I'm about to go." he says. "Go where, Tae? You gotta tell me where you be going." she says. "What I need to tell you for? Why? So you can stress about it? I'm straight. Worry bout the baby." he says, giving her a hug. I shake my head, watching him walk out. It's like that lil nigga gone off the deep end.

"Drew." Reign says. "What?" I ask. "What do you think he does?" she asks. "He slanging and he probably hitting licks." I answer. "Do you think he's still being a fake ass thug?" she asks. "Nah... He seem like a good nigga gone bad. Don't even stress yourself out. He gon' do his thing regardless." I say. It ain't shit to stress for. Stress won't change how he is now. Feeling like nobody give a fuck about you is one hell of a thing.

"What if something happens to him?" She mumbles. "Reign, that's his decision. I bet he can handle his own shit if he need to. That shit in him." I say. Montana put all that bullshit in him so he should be fine. "I think he smokes weed now." she says. "Why?" I ask. "He comes here late as hell smelling like it and seeming overly calm." she answers. "He might. Yo whole family smoke though. That ain't no big deal." I say. She nods her head, rubbing her stomach.

"Damn, we really having a baby." I say, staring at her stomach. It's big as hell. "Strange, right?" she asks. "It's not strange. I fuck with it. Were you this big last time?" I ask. "Last time?" she asks. I slowly nod my head yes. "Last time I got you pregnant before the baby died." I answer. She sits up, staring at me like she just got real uncomfortable about it. She sighs, unlocking her phone. She looking through her pictures in silence. "You be the judge of it." she finally answers, showing me an old picture of her when she was sixteen and pregnant by me. "Damn, Reign." I say, shaking my head. She looked so different. She looked like a young ass girl that was moving too fast even though I took off the condom on her.

"Our baby would've been five years old like Sage and Serenity." she says. "Don't get sad. We got this baby now and we gon' make sure you healthy and happy this time." I say. "I can't be happy if you'll constantly start bullshit with me though, Drew." she says. "I'll give you that. I'm sorry for all the shit. We gotta get along though." I say. She sighs. "I know we do. I don't want my baby growing up with his or her parents acting crazy as hell." she says. "I didn't grow up with no parents but I bet that shit between yo momma and daddy hurt though. We gon' be straight." I tell her.

"You saying that now but your crazy ass always gotta bring me drama though." she says. "I'm trying, Reign. I want my son happy too." I say. "Your son? Nigga, we ain't having a boy. I grew up with way too many of them and this family needs more girls." she says, laughing. "Hell naw. KeKe got his girl Nariah and lil Kenari. Then, it's Serenity and Dream. LaLa don't count but still, it's LaLa. It's you too. Oh, and Jelena. That sound like enough girls to me." he says. "I want a son because I'm scared to have a girl, honestly." I add. "Scared a nigga gon' do her how you did me or how we did Shai?"she asks.

"Chill out. I got a question though. You think Shai fucking around on me?" I ask. She sits up, grinning a little. "After all the bullshit, can you blame her if she is fucking another nigga?" she asks. "I was honest with her though." I say. I never lied to Shai about none of my bullshit. If she ask me, I'll tell her whatever she wanna know about me. "How will you react if she does cheat though?" she asks. I shrug my shoulders. "Imma take my loss like a real nigga and find me a new bitch... or get with my baby momma." I joke. "You got me fucked up. This Qua pussy." she says, aggravating me.

"Okay, and this Shai dick." I say. She smiles. "Good for you. Is Shai's pussy your pussy is the real question." she says, laughing. "Mane, what the fuck is up with all the subliminals?" I ask. First it was Vonte, now it's Reign. "I'm just playing.  What do you think of this?" she asks, showing me her phone. It's a picture of a brown Louis Vuitton diaper bag. "I like it. Imma buy you it." I say. She smiles some. "And a Gucci diaper bag?" she asks. "I will but I want you with something simple. Ion need niggas seeing it and wanting to rob you." I say. She pokes her bottom lip out. She'll be an easy ass target. I used to rob my damn self so I already know how the game go.

"What makes you think I'll get robbed?" she asks. "Cause I used to do it." I answer. "So, you robbed bitches with babies?" she asks. "I would rob anybody back then. I had a whole lot of hate and anger in me and I never gave a damn about nobody." I answer. Imma keep it real. She shakes her head. "You used to be mean as hell." she points out. "I was nice to you though." I say. She starts laughing. "Why the hell you lie that hard for?" she asks. "Mane, whatever. You was my baby back then. Yo ass just didn't know that." I admit, wrapping my arms around her.

She starts laughing. "Okay, Drew." she says. "Can I touch your stomach?" I ask. I want to know how it feels with my baby in there. She nods her head yes, laying back. I lift her shirt up then smile. "Your stomach look like a big ass peanut." I say, making her laugh. "Shut up." she demands, rubbing on it. I move her hand  away then touch it. Her stomach so round and she showing a lot. "Be real. You absolutely positive this my kid?" I ask. "A kid is a young goat." She says. "It can be used to define a child too, mane. For real though. Be honest, is it a possibility of Qua being the father?" I ask. "No. I'm positive this is your child." she says. I nod my head, believing her.

I'm rubbing around her stomach now. "Take my picture." I say, handing her my phone. She goes to the camera then looks at me. I'm kissing on her stomach for the picture. She takes it for me. I pull away then put my hand back on it. "Put yo hand on top of mine." I say. She looks at me funny then does it. This picture will be live as hell. She slowly nods her head. My hand is on her stomach with hers directly on top. She takes the picture then hands me the phone back. "Hell yeah." I mumble, looking at the pictures. I gotta get these bitches printed to hang up at my crib.

"Those are cute as hell." she says, looking at the pictures. I'm on Instagram. "Wait, you announcing my pregnancy to all of your followers? I haven't even posted it online yet. I'm waiting until the baby shower. My dad wants me to wait until my baby is born and he don't even want me posting the baby yet no way." she says. "Chill. I ain't beefing with nobody, yo face ain't in the picture, and nobody know who you are." I explain.

"My dad will be mad if he sees it. He don't want people knowing I'm pregnant, Drew." she says. "When he say that?" I ask. "Me and him had a private conversation not too long ago. He basically said he wants it private." she says. "You grown and it's our baby. What the fuck? Ant can't control shit when it come to what I wanna do when it come to my seed. That shit dead." I say. She got me fucked up. Without me, she wouldn't even be carrying no baby to keep hidden right now.

"He ain't being controlling, Drew. He is being protective and that's it." she says. "What, he ashamed cause the baby by me and not by yo bitch ass ex Qua?" I ask. This shit got me feeling some type of way. "He might be because you are an ass hole but overall it's just an overprotective father type of thing, Drew. You must be forgetting who my family is? My dad got a lot going on when it comes to business right now so he just does not want people knowing." she says. "I'm posting it." I say, typing my caption as I speak.

"Drew... you are about to get me in trouble. Chill out." she demands. "Too late." I say. I posted both pictures with a simple baby emoji. My shit already going crazy with the likes, congratulations comments, questions about who the momma is, and everything else. "Drew, what the hell? That is so fucking tacky, nigga. You have pictures with your fucking wife on your page and now you have a picture of my light skinned pregnant belly when everybody can clearly see on the pictures that Shai has a darker complexion. Delete it." she demands. "Was it tacky when we fucked and made this baby? Mane, I don't give no fuck. I'm happy I'm finna be somebody father and Shai know you pregnant so it is what the fuck it is." I say.

"Damn, I regret everything we did." she says. "For what? Cause Qua involved?" I ask. "No. You just ain't no good for me." she answers. "Aight. Well, I'm gon' try to fix me and Shai." I say. "What that got to do with me, Drew?" she asks. "A lot. She who I wifed up, Reign. I wanna start over with no bullshit but you carrying my baby. Moral of the story is, I need y'all to get along cause she gon' be the baby step momma regardless." I explain, only making her laugh.

"Hold that thought." I say as my phone rings. It's Ant. I answer it. "What's good, Ant?" I ask him. "Let me guess... You and Reign fooling around again?" he asks, not even sounding a little bit cool with that. "Naw, nothing like that." I answer. "What the fuck you announce the pregnancy on social media for?" he asks. "I didn't tag her. Nobody but the family know that's her." I say. "Mane, that's what the fuck wrong with y'all young ass mothafuckas. Why everything gotta be broadcasted on that lame ass internet shit? Tell Reign she better not post a fuckin' thing and I mean that shit. Drew, erase that fuckin' shit, mothafucka. Shit finna get real hot in the streets and the last shit I need is niggas putting two and two together and playing crazy with my damn daughter to get at me all cause yo bitch ass, punk ass, weak ass, cheesy ass, pussy ass want to let the world know yo private shit." he cusses me out.

I chuckle. "Ant, you a grown man just like I'm one. You got yo fifty trillion kids but last time I checked, my pops bitch ass ain't named Ant at all. Control what all yo kids do cause you damn sure ain't controlling what I do when it come to the baby me and Reign having. Nigga, I'm the one who put in all the work when I fucked the shit outta her and made that baby. So, damn fuckin' right Imma let that shit be known." I say, already knowing I'm getting underneath his skin real good.

"When I see you, young nigga, just know I ain't saying shit but imma do a whole lot." he calmly says. "You sound gay." I say. He chuckles. "I hope that baby she carrying really for Qua. The only thing I'm disappointed in Reign for is letting a bitch ass nigga like you fuck her." he says. "Jessica said the same shit about yo ass when I watched Vonte fuck her ass crazy." I say, hanging up in his face.

He just called back but I ain't picking up. "I hope you don't see his ass when he hasn't taken his meds. I hope you can back up the shit you just talked because when my dad says on sight, he means that. He gon' fuck you up." Reign says. "You know I ain't ever been scared of yo fuckin' daddy, Reign. I ain't worried about none of that bullshit. I didn't even do nothing to him." I say. "Drew... my dad has real psychological issues and he'll hate your ass one day but love you like nothing happened the next. Everybody ignores his ass when he acts like that. You know that he don't mean it, Drew." she defends him. Imma buy that crazy aas nigga a straight jacket for Christmas.

"How was life growing up with somebody like Ant? That shit waa hard cause he crazy, wasn't it?" I ask. "Quit talking shit about my daddy. Actually, you can leave. We cool, Drew. I'll hit you up when it comes to doctors appointments, the baby shower, and anything else. That's it. We are future co-parents. See ya later." she says  "Well... Mane, I was wondering if me and you can go shop? I saw this baby clothes store... we can buy gender neutral shit." I suggest. She shakes her head no.

"I'll pass. Do you take Shai on shopping sprees? Do you spend a lot of money on her or do stuff to show her you appreciate her? Well, have you done that before everything happened with me and you?" she randomly asks. The fuck she asking me some shit like that for? "I have taken her to shop a few times. I used to buy her gifts but I ain't no romantic ass, lovey dovey ass nigga though." I answer. "In other words, you've never just done the most for her?" she asks. "Nah. I love her. She know that. Fuck you wondering for?" I ask. She sighs. "You can't compete with a nigga that'll do what you won't do. Get your shit together if you really love Shai and want to try. I'll see you later, Drew." she says, rolling over on her side.

That whole conversation just felt weird. "Aight." I say, standing up. "You got something to tell me?" I ask. She looks at me then shakes her head no. "I'm not the one with anything to tell you." she answers. "Bet." I say, heading out of the bedroom door. I'm finna pull up on Noble and Majesty. Those niggas know what to say when it come down to certain bullshit.

JESSICA

I'm still at the family home that I moved out of. I'm in the kitchen going over one of Ant's bank accounts. Something seems off about it. He has so much money but I always notice if something as small as one dollar is missing. He's missing ten million dollars. It doesn't hurt his wealth at all but that's still a large ass amount of money to come up missing. Nothing leads me to where the hell it went which makes it even more weird.

"Ant!" I yell. I don't know what part of the house he's in. He walks in here. "What the hell you yelling for?" he asks. "Um, I don't know what the hell you so damn cranky for but tone it the fuck down before I get up and choke the fuck out of you, Antasia." I threaten him. "I ain't yo child." he says. "I know that." I say. He smiles. "Most niggas would leave you alone for yo mouth and how you square up with a nigga but not me. I love that crazy shit. You make my dick hard when you cuss me out, baby." he says, giving me a weird ass smile and laugh. "Now, that's just nasty Ike and Tina... I mean, Joker and Harley Quinn." Jessie jokes, laughing as he walks in here.

"Shut up." Ant and I say at the same time. He smiles some. "I'm just kidding. Do y'all really threaten each other when y'all get alone though? It's good to see y'all working it out too." he says. "I see you've decided to talk to me again." I point out. He wraps his arm around me. "Ma, I love you regardless of what happened between you and my Uncle. Life is wild and I just gotta let it go and keep it pushing. Forget what happened. I just had to really process it." he says.

I nod my head. "What you here for?" Ant rudely asks him. Jessie raises his eyebrow. "I can't come see my folks?" he asks. "You can but you just popped up. What if I was eating her ass right here in the kitchen?" Ant bluntly asks. I face palm myself, looking down. Ant started licking my ass a couple of years ago when I'm in the mood but damn, who told his ugly ass to say some shit like that in front of our son?

"That's nasty. Ma, you let this nigga lick yo booty?" Jessie asks, laughing. "Mind your business." I demand. "I thought y'all didn't get down like that. Pops, you the one who said that's something new and nasty that my generation is into and that y'all generation ain't with none of that." Jessie says. "Yeah, well shit changed. Me and yo momma some mothafuckin' freaks. There, I said it. We freaky as hell. Yo momma down for everything but a damn orgy cause she want this big ass dick to herself. Ain't that right, baby?" Ant asks. "Shut your nasty, dumb ass up." I demand. He goes too far.

He starts laughing. "I'm just saying though, love. We gotta start doing the shit these youngins do to keep shit spiced up. I'm with all the bullshit except that gay shit. Other than that, we can do it whenever, however, and wherever. "No we cannot." I say, rolling my eyes. He chuckles. "Whatever you say." he says. "I think I just threw up in my mouth." Jessie says, shaking his head.

"What brings you by?" I ask. He sighs. "I got a situation. Jelena started asking me about what happened to her momma." he says. I sigh. I knew that was gonna come eventually. "What made her ask you that? What did she say?" I ask. "Me and her watched that old movie the Imitation of Life the other night, right? It started there." he says. "Why her lil young ass even watching a movie like that in the first place?" Ant asks. "I was watching it and she wanted to lay with me on the couch. In the movie, ole girl did her momma wrong cause she was black before she worried herself to death over it. Jelena started full blown crying and I was confused. She started whining about her everybody got a mom except for her. That hurt." he explains, making me feel bad.

"Dang, baby." I say, sighing. "I knew the question would come but not so soon. I told her that her momma an angel now a long time ago but the other day, she asked me some shit I wasn't even ready for. She asked me why her momma got chosen to be an angel and not be there for her. Then, she told me how she don't like her momma for leaving me and her on earth. All this came from a five year old. Sorry for cussing, ma, but that shit getting to me." he says.

"Jessie." I say, wrapping my arms around him. Ant sits at the table. "All this shit sound so familiar." Ant says. "How?" Jessie asks. "Because you damn near said the same shit to me when you was a young nigga. I didn't know how to be no fuckin' daddy and how to tell my lil six year old son about his momma dying. I had to do that though, Jessie. All I'm saying is it ain't shit in the world that'll make her feel better about growing up without knowing shit about her momma but you can help her out cause you know how that feel." Ant says.

"Help her out? How the hell I'm supposed to help my daughter feel better for not having no parent but me? I don't know how to raise no girl to be a woman. I try but I don't know. How can I help her understand though? Even I can't understand why it had to happen. Why God do it to us?" he vents, shaking his head some.

"Listen to me, Jessie. I grew up from foster home to foster home, in and out of different foster families, getting molested, being beat the fuck up, holes in my shoes, too little clothes, fucked up hair, a fucked up attitude, hate for the whole world including myself, not knowing shit about who my parents were so they were pretty much dead to me, and I went starving more times than I can remember. I know how you feel more than you can imagine. It's a lot of shit that's gon' happen in life that you won't understand but don't ever question God. Call on him instead." I say.

Ant sighs. "You feel like you lacking something because yo momma gone and Jessica here? Be real about it." Ant says. "It won't hurt my feelings." I assure him. I will completely understand. "Naw, I ain't lacking nothing. I wish me and my real momma could've met at least once but it is what it is. Jessica is all I know and I know she gon' have me covered forever. I'm glad to call her my momma." he says. "Say, whatever happened to that lil sexy nurse nurse girl you had out at the party? She bad, son. What's good with that?" Ant asks. "We ain't cool right now since I hit her up when I was horny and she got mad." he admits.

"You sound like your nasty ass father." I mumble. I swear my sons act so much like Ant, it's ridiculous. I can just imagine the shit Jessie said to that girl based on the things Ant has said. "Listen... it might sound real crazy but I had a plan for all of us after you was born, even if that shit took some time. From the time I found out about you, I always knew Jessica was gon' become a mother to you. From me knocking her up with Reign all the way to me wifing her was part of my plans." he says. I raise my eyebrow. The fuck?

"A part of your plan?" I ask. "Yeah. That's beside the point though. Jessie, all I'm saying is find you somebody real that's willing to love lil Jelena like she had her, mane. I'm talkin' bout... I always knew Jessica loved you, even back when you used to call her Ms. Jessica because you was too scared to call her momma. That bond said it all though and I hope you find somebody like her." Ant says.

Jessie nods his head. "You word shit weirdly but I feel what you saying to me, pops. I'm taking things slow but I know it's time for me to try to settle down with somebody that ain't ever leaving until death." he says. "I remember when me and yo momma made Reign. That shit fucked Montana up." Ant randomly says, laughing. "How did that even happen? Y'all always said pops talked you into making her, ma. I wanna know the whole story." Jessie says, sitting at the table with us. "Why you want me to go down memory lane? You really wanna know that bad?" I ask.

"Yes." he answers. "Okay. So, Montana and I lived together for so long. We were not official at the time but he was my man and I was his woman. We loved each other, that's for sure." I admit, thinking about it. Montana used to fuck me so damn good when Noble and Majesty were sleeping. I might fuck around and get wet if I start reminiscing. "How cute." Ant sarcastically says. "Get that shit the fuck outta here." he adds.

Jessie chuckles. "Chill, dad. I want to hear the rest." he says. "Okay. So, Montana and I had a real bad argument. I think it was about him putting the streets before me, him wanting a baby, or something crazy like that. He was mad as hell and called himself doing his own thing. He wouldn't come home unless I was gone doing something and by the time I would get back, he'd already be gone. I didn't know what the hell he was out doing. Anyway, your daddy was being a man hoe which was the normal Ant shit. Me and him only talked for the babies. One night, I was supposed to be dropping Noble and Majesty off at Ant's house. So, when I came in, he wasn't wearing a shirt and he only had a towel around his waist. Jessie, yo daddy was a sexy ass nigga and he had a dick print that drove me wild on the low." I say. "I still got it." Ant's cocky ass says. "I threw up in my mouth again." Jessie mumbles.

I'm laughing now. "Anyways, he started doing his flirting. He was all drunk and what not. I was sober. The babies were in his bed sleeping so we went outside and I watched him smoke his lil weed or whatever." I say. "She was too scared to hit the blunt." Ant chimes in,  chuckling. "I wasn't afraid. Me and you being there was just weird." I say. "Let me shorten this shit up. I put that game in her ear, young nigga. I told her how I felt, ya know? I got to touching her on that pussy." Ant says. I face palm myself. "And she couldn't resist a real nigga such as myself." he adds, smirking like he really is the shit.

"Anyways, I took a couple of shots there. He went and called your Uncle Darius and asked him to come get Noble and Majesty. Ant and I did a little bit of slow, romantic kissing and shit. Then, what you say to me, Ant?" I ask, laughing. "I said baby, Imma fuck the shit outta you and put a baby girl up in you." he says. "What made you so sure she was even gon' be pregnant and have a girl at that?" Jessie asks. "I had faith in that shit." Ant answers.

"He said he wanted to go to a hotel. I had missed him, to be honest. So, I played hard to get but I still went my ass to that hotel. We got in the room and his nasty ass immediately laid me down and hopped up on it." I say. Jessie starts laughing. "You say this stuff like it's normal to say to yo kids but continue." he says. "Mane, son, I was finna tear that ass up. I was drunk as a bitch up in there. She asked me bout a damn condom. Know what I told yo momma? I said baby, fuck a condom. We goin' all the way tonight and Imma put a baby in this mothafucka. And Jessie, you know what I did? I tore her pussy up for old and new and that's the story of how Reign got made." Ant says, biting his lip like he still can remember the way everything felt. "Let me quit, mane. Imma fuck around and get hard." he mumbles, eyeing me.

"I didn't wanna know that. Montana said y'all claimed it was an accident when he found out you got pregnant but not by him, ma." Jessie says. I shake my head. "He knows the truth now because I eventually told him what it was. I had him thinking it was just a simple one night stand that happened because I was hurt. It sounds crazy but I know my body. I knew I was pregnant the same week without even taking a pregnancy test." I say. "Dang, how he react when he learned it was planned?" he asks. "He let it go because it was in the past." he answers.

Jessie nods his head. "Y'all crazy. So, Uncle Darius kept that secret from Montana? If he came and got the twins so y'all could do that, he must've known what was up." he says. "He did know. Reign lil disrespectful ass here now. That's my baby though. It is what it is." Ant says. "Momma, how that bruising get on your neck? I see you trying to hide it with your hair and makeup all the time..." Jessie says, looking at me funny and touching one of the bruises.

I look at Ant as he sits calmly. "Well... um. Jessie, your dad and I are not perfect." I say. I don't even know how I'm supposed to tell my fully grown son that his dad strangled me and threw me down some damn stairs because I fucked his brother. If Jessie tells Noble, I guarantee all of my boys are gonna come try to jump on Ant and I swear that's not the bullshit we need in our lives right now.

"Y'all not perfect and what else? Mane, don't tell me you did that, pops." Jessie says, standing up and pulling his pants up at the same time. "The fuck you gon' do?" Ant asks, standing up as well. "Jessie, sit down! He didn't mean to!" I yell as he gets in Ant's face. "Oh, so you defending a nigga who choked you out though, ma? For real! This some straight bullshit! You must not see yo fucking neck! I see domestic violence every single day at work! The women come in there defending the bitch ass niggas knocking them upside they heads when I'm nursing on them just like yo ass do for dad , then next thing you know, they asses end up getting choked out and killed by the niggas later on! The hell you put yo hands on her for?" Jessie goes off, shoving Ant.

Ant shoves him back. "I don't give a damn if you grown. You ain't gon' ever be grown enough to step to me and succeed at it, nigga. Stay out me and yo momma shit. Me and her good." Ant calmly says, glaring. "Jessie, Ant... stop, please." I beg them, stepping between them. Jessie angrily chuckles, nodding his head. "Fuck it. Stay with the nigga if you like getting yo ass whooped then." he says.

"Jessie, watch your mouth." I demand. "Naw, momma! The fuck I look like watching my mouth? This nigga choked yo ass good and you hollering he didn't try to? Are you for fucking real, ma? How the hell he didn't try to do that? Based on the way the bruising is, this nigga was choking to kill yo ass, mane!" he hollers in my face.

"I know but Jessie, calm down, please." I beg him. He shakes his head. "Unbelievable, mane. Unbelievable. At least Uncle Vonte don't have a habit of knocking her upside her head, pops. Maybe, she should give that real nigga a shot. He should've been the one she fucked with anyway and everybody know that, including you." Jessie says to Ant, purposely being spiteful.

Ant draws back then chuckles. "Ant, no." I say. He smiles at Jessie as he lowers his arm. "That's some bold shit coming out yo mouth right now, blood. You think you a man now, huh?" Ant asks, chuckling. "You the biggest hypocrite, my nigga. You don't want Drew with Reign cause apparently he ain't no good for her cause he unfaithful and all that shit. Then, you always hollering about what you'll do if a nigga ever lay his hands on my sisters or yo granddaughters and even momma too. So, it's aight if you fuck momma up but if another nigga touch any of them, you ready to kill on the spot? Pops, I hope she leave you alone for good. I'm disappointed in you. Do you not see how bad you messed her shit up?" Jessie goes off, grabbing his phone off of the table.

"I never said what I did was aight but I blacked out. I got fuckin' problems. When I'm mad, I black out and turn into somebody I don't even know. I got people in my head, Jessie." Ant admits, sighing. "People in yo head? Fuck all them in yo head. Keep yo hands off my gotdamn momma." Jessie says.  "Watch how you talking before you fuck around and meet one of em'." Ant warns him. Everybody deserves to be love so I've never looked at Ant differently because he has so many mental illnesses. It's just hard to deal with when he snaps and shit so I need Jessie to leave him alone.

"Jessie, I'm okay. I'm fine. Just leave it alone." I say. "If a nigga ever put his hands on my daughter, he dying. I don't hit women. That's some punk ass shit no matter how the hell y'all try to put it. It ain't no mental illness in the world that's gon' make me accept how you have treated my momma. Ma, I accept you and the Arab. Hell, I even accept you and Uncle Vonte or Montana if you ever come to yo senses and leave this nigga alone." Jessie says.

Ant is just quiet now. "Ant." I say. He's quiet with a straight face. I hate when he gets like that because everything with him becomes so unpredictable. My phone starts ringing. I raise my eyebrow. It's an unknown number. I answer it. "Hello? Who is this?" I ask. It's silent. "Who the hell is this? Don't play on my damn phone. You know you heard me ask who the fuck this is." I say. I hate when people are bold enough to call playing on my phone but not bold enough to say shit.

"Hi." a girl says. "Who is this?" I ask, calming down some. I don't want to curse a little girl out. "Am I speaking with Ms. Jessica?" she nervously asks. "You are. Why?" I ask. "Is Tae home?" she asks, sniffling. "I don't keep up with Tae. Who are you?" I ask. "Lianna... from the cruise a few months ago. You gave me your phone number." she answers. "Oh, hey baby. I apologize. Are you okay?" I ask, remembering how her dad seemed to be abusive towards her to me.

"I'm... okay. Where is Tae?" she asks. "I can tell you are not okay. What's going on?" I ask. "Nothing. Ms. Jessica, what happened to Tae? I call and he won't answer." she says, sounding like she's crying. "Lianna, the last couple of weeks have been hard. Tae is going through something right now, that's all." I explain. She starts crying. "I'm in the hospital now and I want him to comfort me. I'm not feeling good." she cries. "In the hospital where?" I ask. "Los Angeles. My family moved but he doesn't know because he won't answer his phone." she answers, sniffling.

I sigh. "Okay. Did somebody hurt you?" I ask. I will stab her damn daddy. She gets quiet. "No." she mumbles. "I'm about to try to get in contact with Tae. I'll call you back, okay?" I say. "Okay." she says. I hang up the phone then look at Jessie and Ant as they look back at me. "What happened?" Jessie asks. "That little girl Tae met on the cruise called me. I gave her my number because I felt like her dad was abusing her in some type of way. She's in the hospital and claims she hasn't heard from Tae." I explain.

"Why she in there? Her punk ass daddy did that?" Ant asks. "She claimed nobody hurt her but I don't believe that at all." I say, searching for Miguel's name in my phone because that's the only way I know for sure I'll get in contact with Reign. I call him then look at Ant. "Hi, Momma Jess." Miguel exclaims. "Hey, Miguel. How you doing?" I ask. "I'm fine, and you?" he asks. "I can't complain. Where is Reign?" I ask. "In my bed eating up all of my Oreos, being a fat girl." he answers, making me laugh a little as I imagine her. "Oh. Can I talk to her?" I ask. "Sure. I can't wait for you two to fix things." he answers.

I hear him moving around. "Telephone, fat ass." I hear him say. "I'm not fat, I'm pregnant and hungry." she says back. "Hello?" she says. "Hey, Reign." I say, sighing. She gets quiet. "Last time I checked, you really didn't wanna have nothing to do with me and Tae so why you trying to talk to me?" she asks. "I'm not about to argue with a child that came straight out my damn pussy." I tell her straight up. She gets quiet.  That's what the fuck I thought.

"Now, I'm calling to figure some things out. Where is Tae at?" I ask. "I don't know, momma. Tae don't tell me where he'll be at." she says. "So, in other words, you letting him run wild?" I ask. "Momma, don't go there. I'm not his momma, I'm his sister. You the parent. He wouldn't even be running wild if... nevermind." she says. "Reign, I'm not about to take it there with your ass right now. I promise you I'm not. Leave it alone." I warn her. I ain't in the mood for her smart ass mouth at all.

"Okay. Did something happen?" she asks. "Not that I know of. Where does he go usually?" I ask. "I don't know. It could be Compton or South Central, honestly. Apparently, Tae be all over California doing whatever he wanna do." she answers. "Throw your clothes on. I'm on my way to get you now." I say, hanging up and not giving her an option to tell me no.

"Whaaaaat, do I see Jessica trying to link up with Reign?" Ant jokes. I ignore him as I stand up. I need to go get dressed. "I'm going to find Tae." I say. "Something wrong?" Jessie asks. I shake my head no. "It's nothing. I'll be back." I say, walking out of the kitchen with Ant behind me. "I got something to do... somewhere to be." he says. "What's this that you have to do?" I ask him. "Nothing serious. Hit me up if you need me." he says, walking past me and up the stairs. I don't have the energy to be trying to figure Ant out.

Now, I'm on my way to Miguel's place to pick Reign up. I'm not too far away. This drive was needed. I'm all alone and lost in my thoughts. What comes next? I know Ant and I are cordial but part of me feels like shit will never be the same. So, I'm debating on if I really want to throw the towel in for good or not. Growing up, I never imagined loving a person as much as I love Ant. Any other woman would've left his ass alone a long time ago. That makes me feel so dumb for staying but it's like I can't get him out of my head and out of my heart no matter what the hell happens with us.

I just pulled up. I take a deep breath as I get out of my car. Let's see how this shit goes. I just walked to the front door and knocked. "Heeeeeeey, momma!" Miguel exclaims, snatching the door open. "Hey, Miguel." I greet him, hugging him. He kisses me on my cheek then steps out of the way for me to walk in. I can tell Reign's ass is staying here. There's a pile of her clean clothes sitting on the couch. "That girl takes so long to fold her clothes." I say. "She sure does. When she had her apartment, I would come over and do it for her. So, now that she's here, I'm her personal slave. It's fine though. That's my day one." he says, smiling.

"Miguel, does this shirt make me look fat?"Reign asks, walking in here. Wow, Reign's growing fast. I think she should be right at four months pregnant or almost there. Her ass is showing real good though. "Girl, your stomach will show regardless. You pregnant." Miguel answers her. Reign looks at me then sighs. "Hi." she says. "Hey." I say. "I see you've been shopping for the baby." I say, pointing at the white and gray gender neutral new born onesies and socks she has on the couch. "Just a little." she says. I nod my head.

"Well... you ready?" I ask. She nods her head yes. "See you later, Miguel." I say. "Be nice, ladies." he says, hugging me. I don't have a reason to be a bitch. I don't plan on getting into it with Reign or making slick remarks. I. don't need shit else to get worse than it is now.  We just walked out to my car. Both of us get in. "It smells like weed. You smoke again?" Reign asks me. "No. Majesty drove it a while ago and the smell still is in here." I answer.

She nods her head as I pull out of my parking space. "Yeah..." she mumbles. I nod my head. This is awkward. "Wanna listen to music?" I ask. She shakes her head no, rubbing her belly some. "I know me and you don't exactly have a good relationship right now but I need to vent." she says. "Okay." I say. "I wish I wasn't having his baby... Drew's baby." she says. "I didn't want to ask if it was Qua's or Drew's. I figured it was Drew's though." I say. "It's Drew's. I don't regret my baby but I just wish it wasn't his." she says. "I understand." I say.

It's been an overall silent ride for us while I drive around, looking for Tae. "You don't get scared in rough neighborhoods like this by yourself?" Reign asks me. "Not at all. I can go to any hood right now and not be nervous. I grew up real rough and real wild. I've seen it all so it ain't shit that'll happen in the hood that'll surprise me these days. Most of these young niggas and bitches are just punks with guns any damn way. They don't scare me." I answer.

"What's the craziest thing that ever happened to you in the hood growing up?" she asks. "I don't even know because it's been so much shit. Something I'll never forget is a sidechick getting her ass beat for old and new then the boyfriend getting shot in his chest in broad daylight by his main chick. I was around thirteen. Something else is when I watched these niggas kill a dope fiend right on the sidewalk just for being high and talking shit. You got a lot to be thankful for whether you think so or not, Reign. I ain't no perfect momma by any means but I gave you the best life I could. Me and your daddy gave y'all way better than what we had." I say. "I know." she admits, seeming emotional.

"Anyway, it ain't no point in being emotional now. Look at your peanut headed brother." I say, pointing down the street in front of a house. "How did you see him from this far away?" Reign asks me. "Fucking around with Montana all those years, I learned how to really stay on point when it comes to what's around me." I answer. "Dang. I wonder if me and him will ever be cool again after that fight." she says. "I don't see why not." I say, riding down the street.

I crack the window a little bit so I can hear. Tae is standing out here with a couple of fully grown man, a young dude who looks around nineteen or twenty, and some girl that looks like she's around his age. He's doing the talking. "Dang, ma. It seems like all of them actually respect him. They paying him so much attention." Reign points out. "Shhhh. I can't hear." I mumble. "Y'all niggas gotta protect these streets like yo lives depend of that shit... because they do. Don't leave until you sell everything and if anybody come try to stop the hustle, handle that or get handled. I'm about to leave but y'all know what to do." Tae says. "I understand." one of the grown men says like Tae ain't just a fifteen year old boy. My mouth right along with Reign's is hanging wide the hell open right now.

I roll the window down as I drive closer. "Get in." I demand, eyeing Tae. "Damn, this yo bitch? She fine as hell." one of the men says, laughing. Tae ignores him. "Who is you?" Tae asks me. I raise my eyebrow, getting out the car. "Who am I?" I ask, walking closer with my arms folded across my chest. Now, all of them except for Tae have their mouths wide open. "This... this that nigga Ant wife. We got the utmost respect for you." the younger one says, staring like he starstruck or some shit. "I've heard a lot about you. Tae, you didn't tell us she with the squad." the girl exclaims. What the hell? So, that's how people view me?

I ignore them as I look at Tae. "Let's talk." I demand. He looks at his guys. "Y'all know what to do."he says, walking to a black Dodge Challenger. I walk back to my car then get in. "When the hell did that boy start selling drugs?" I ask Reign. She shrugs her shoulders. "He changed." she answers. I shake my head, following behind Tae. "Who owns that car?" I ask her. "I don't know, actually. Tae is always in different cars but he won't tell me who they belong to." she answers. Tae is smart, I'll give him that.

Tae just pulled in an empty parking lot. I pull up beside him then get out my car while he does the same. "So, I'll assume you wanna get your ass slapped for acting like you didn't know me in front of your lil friends." I say. "Ma, chill out. They ain't my friends, they my workers. It's a difference. So, what I look like letting it be known that you my momma?" he asks. "Makes sense." I admit.

He nods his head. "I know it do." he says. "What you doing here?" he adds. "I should ask you the same thing. What in the world do you have going on, Tae?" I ask. Something about him is so damn different. It don't even seem like I'm talking to the same little fifteen year old Tae that wanted to be hard anymore. In a way, he's like a total stranger right now.

"I'm not depending on nobody but me now. That's it." he answers. "You know what the fuck I'm asking you." I say. "I'm finna take over. That's what I'm doing." he answers. "How, Tae? Somebody like you can easily be punked or robbed. These people don't give a fuck about you in the streets. Boy, are you crazy?" I ask. He smiles. "How about this right here. I'm knocking everybody that's making noise in the streets out one by one." he says. "JeMontae, you are fucking fifteen! Bring your spoiled ass home! You are not hard and you ain't about none of this shit! Stop the mothafuckin' act! They gon' fuck around and kill your ass, boy! Get that in yo damn skull! Starting bullshit with other mothafuckas ain't how you take a gotdamn thing over no way! It's how you fuck yourself over in the end!" I go off on him, snatching him up by his shirt. He's grinning like he doesn't even care now. "It's a hostile takeover, momma. Did I forget to mention that? Oops." he says, laughing.

I sigh, staring at him. This ain't nowhere near the Tae I'm used to dealing with and I can see that shit right now. I nod my head, stepping away from him. "I see now you ain't gon' listen." I say. He looks at his watch then chuckles. "I got a meeting soon, ma. So, what's good? What you want?" He asks. "Don't talk to me like I'm one of your mothafuckin' bitches, nigga." I say, slapping him right across his damn face.

He grabs his face then looks at me. "Now, you need to have your ass in the house. Whether it's mine, Ant's, your daddy's, the twins', or even Jessie's. Yo ass need to be in one by eight tonight or I will come and find yo ass and I will embarrass you. Are we clear, Tae?" I ask. "Crystal." he answers. "Now, I brought my ass out here to find you to let you know we gotta go to the hospital. Why the hell you ignore that lil girl from the cruise?" I ask. "What I need her for now? You know how much pus... let me shut up. Ma, she lost her value after I got it. Yeah, I liked her a lil bit but now she just somebody I hit." he says, seeming like he meant every word. This is sad and I don't even know how to handle him anymore.

"Wait, when the hell did you start fucking? Tae, you and LaLa got me fucked up with this sex bullshit! What the hell?" I yell at him. He chuckles. "Why you doing all this? Momma... you and pops wanna give up y'all rights, remember? So, I'm my own parent now. Don't worry, Reign trying to get me in another school and everything. At least Imma graduate." he says. I sigh. "I was just mad, Tae. You know I love you more than anything." I say. He nods his head. "And I love you too. I just can't see you and my dad the same though. Plus, I'm in too deep. You know how much I did I can't take back at this point? I want you in my life but Montana can kick rocks." he says.

"Tae..." I say. "I'm serious. Y'all could never take back what happened." he says. "I understand that but Tae you are just fifteen years old. At least come back until you turn eighteen." I say. He looks over at Reign as she listens from the car. "Reign gon' have her baby soon. I wanna stay with them. Since Drew won't be in the house with them and since Miguel is soft, I'll be the man of the house." he explains. "So, is that why you out here doing God knows what for some money?" I ask.  "That and cause I wanna be my own man. I ain't asking my dad for nothing. Everybody can keep they money away from me." he says.

I'm in tears as I stare at him now. I can't believe this is the same baby boy me and Montana both went so damn hard for. I nod my head. The reason I'm not trying to force him into the house is because I know that will not keep him there. He'll only sneak out everytime I look around. "Okay." I say. He looks around. "Why you need me at the hospital?" he asks. "The girl Lianna moved here. I think her damn daddy done did some shit that got her in the hospital so let's go. She already texted me." I say. He sighs. "Aight. I'll follow you." he says.

JESSIE

I finally hit Eriona up. I see her at work sometimes but we don't say shit to each other. She still mad at me for calling her for some pussy after I found out what went on between my momma and my uncle. The fuck else would I want though? She know she wanted some dick from me anyway. As far as I'm concerned, she should've taken the opportunity. It would've been a win win situation. I haven't smashed in a while but I know my dick good regardless. It'll drive her ass crazy.

She replied to my text and told me to come to this dance studio or whatever the fuck it is right before she cussed me out and told me dhe found her a nigga or some shit like that. I'm sitting in the parking lot of it right now. I get out of my car then close and lock the door. Jelena is over my Grandpa Nathan's house right now so I'm not worried about rushing home to her. She good where she is and knowing her, she'll try to spend the night with them.

I walk in the studio then look around. It's decorated pink, purple, and white. There's a crystal chandelier in the cieling. It's a nice ass space. I glance over at what I'm guessing is the receptionist stand. It ain't nobody there. A woman walks from around the corner then gets behind the stand. Damn, I can see how thick she is from over here. Her ass is fat as hell right along with her thighs but she got a thin waist. Her titties ain't too big or too little. Her face is just okay looking but her body is the shit. She has a few tattoos on her. She got a chocolate skin complexion too. She damn near reminds me of one of my ex girlfriends on top of that.

She watching me the same way. "Hey." she greets me, looking me up and down. "Wassup?" I ask her, letting it be known that I'm interested. She got on a pair of sweat pants that are tight enough to show me everything and a pink Nike tank top with the shoes to match it. She smiles some. "What, are you here to learn how to pole dance?" she asks. "This a pole dance studio?" I ask. She nods her head yes. "Yes, did you think it was a book club?" she jokes, making me laugh. "Let me get yo number. I got a pole dancing class I think you'll wanna attend too." I say, smirking some.

"Follow me." she says, walking ahead of me. I'm following  behind her now. She pushes a door open then turns on the light. This room has the same color scheme but there's a wall with large mirrors and it's three poles in here. She closes the door then smiles at me. "Deina." she introduces herself. "Jessie." I say. She wraps her arms around me, getting real close to me. "So fine." she mumbles, kissing on my neck. She got my dick at attention now.

She reaches for my pants. I step back a little, watching her pull them down. "Damn, boy. You could've warned me." she exclaims, looking at my dick. I smile a little bit. She gets on her knees, taking me in her mouth. "Shit." I curse, enjoying the feeling of it. She giving it to me sloppy as hell and I like that. She moves back then spits on it. "Damn." I mumble, grabbing her head while she takes my whole dick in her mouth, gagging on it and everything. Fuck, I think I want to get some pussy from her if she can suck it like that as big as I am.

She just finished up. She let me nut all in her mouth and she swallowed every drop. She stands up. "If you liked that, I got something you'll like even better." she says. "Oh, you do?" I ask, grabbing on her ass. "I do." she answers. I unlock my phone then go to the contacts. "Put yo number in it and text yourself. We can make that happen." I say. She does it. "Don't stand me up after all that work I just put in for you. If I didn't have to get back to work, I would give you some of this good, tight pussy." she says. Everything about her screams confidence. I know she hood on top of that and I love fucking hood bitches but I'll never wife nobody like her.

"Put yo money where yo mouth is. That pussy better be good." I say. "That dick better be good, nigga. I'm so wet right now." she says. "I won't disappoint you, love." I say. "Mhmm, we will see. Nice to meet you, Jessie." she says. "You always giving niggas top immediately like that?" I ask. "Hell naw, nigga. I'll give a nigga like you some any day." she says. "You cappin'." I say, chuckling. "Who cappin'? Nigga, I'm grown and I don't lie." she says. I nod my head. Imma hit her from the back. I bet that'll be the best position for her thick ass.

We just walked right back to the receptionist stand. "Why are you here anyways, Jessie?" she asks. "Eriona must not be here? Kinda a dark brown color... natural hair?" I ask. Her face just dropped. "That's your bitch? Are you for real? You came here for yo girlfriend and just let me do that?" she whisper yells. "Relax. I'm single, baby girl. We just work together." I say. I'm not even lying at all. "Where at?" she asks. "An office." I lie. She nods her head. "Cool. I'll call for her." she says.

I'm waiting on her to come back now. Damn, I'm interested. I can't wait for her to hit me up late tonight. I can't even get how thick her ass is out of my head. I'll be down to come up here and fuck too. She ain't coming nowhere live my house though. That's the way it gotta go down. I can't get her feeling too close to me.

Her and Eriona just walked up here. Eriona looks me up and down, rolling her eyes. "Look, you told me to come here. Watch your attitude or I'm out." I warn her. "Be out then, Jessie. Do you think I'll beg you to stay?" she asks. I look down at her. "Put on some damn clothes. What you doing at a pole dancing studio?" I ask. "It's a pole fitness class. Come on, let me show you." she demands, walking ahead of me. I glance back at Deina as she stares, seeming mad about it. I look down at Eriona's ass in the short, spandex Nike shorts she got on. She wearing that and a sports bra. I told her to put some clothes on but I can't deny how sexy she looking right now.

She just walkes me in a room that looks like the other one but it got more poles and way more women in here. Beyonce's song Rocket is playing loud while the instructor leads while the other women do the dance too. Eriona walks over to the pole in the front then starts dancing too. "Fuck." I mumble, watching them all but especially her. It looks so seductive. Eriona kicks her leg up on the pole then dips into a backbend, still grinding her hips in the process. Oh my God.
Why I gotta be the one to get teased so bad?

They just finished the dance. "Who is this?" the instructor asks, smiling at me while the other women stare like they wanna take my dick all at once. "That's my friend Jessie. Jessie, come here." Eriona demands, fake smiling. I can tell she still mad as hell at me. I walk up to her then look around as they all stare at me, blushing and shit. I know I'm a handsome man but damn, do a nigga really look that good?

I wrap my arm around her as she blushes while all of the other women stare in awe and some seem jealous for whatever reason. "I see you, girl." one of them says, smiling and clapping her hands. "Look at that hair. He is just too damn handsome." the instructor says. "I'm single, Jessie." one of the others tells me, walking over here and grabbing my hand while she blushes. "Bitch!" Eriona hollers at her, shoving her off of me and into one of the poles.

"Eriona, chill." I demand, pulling her away. "Yeah, pull that bitch before she gets her ass beat! I can have him if I want him!" The bitch yells. "In your gotdamn dreams you can, ugly ass bitch!" Eriona snaps on her. I wrap my arms around her, leading her away. "Get off me! I need to get my stuff!" she goes off on me. "Naw, I'll get it." I say, leading her out the room. I walk back in. "I would fight over that fine ass nigga too, girl. Eriona better hold him close cause bitches gon' stay trying that one." I hear one of them say to somebody.

"Where is her shit at?" I ask. The instructor points at a Victoria's Secret Pink backpack and a water bottle. I go grab it. "Bye Jessie." some of them say to me. I ignore them as I walk out. "Come on." I demand, wrapping my arm around Eriona. We just walked to the front. "Bye, Deina." Eriona says. Deina glances at us then smiles some. "Bye. Is everything alright?" Deina asks, being fake concerned and shit like she didn't just suck me off.

"Those bum bitches pissed me off flirting with him. I mean, damn. Can't they tell he is off limits in this bitch? I should've slapped the shit out of Martina's ass too." Eriona answers Deina. "You know how hoes can get. They'll try to take anybody's nigga. You better watch out, girl." Deina's fake ass says to Eriona. "Let's go." I demand, leading Eriona out. I'm single but damn, everybody doing way too much for me.

I just trailed Eriona to her house. I pull in her driveway then get out my car. She gets out of hers. "Heard from yo bitch ass boyfriend?" I ask. "Stop playing with me, Jessie. When I'm done, I'm done. You know I don't fuck with his ass." she says. "What happened to the proper speaking you?" I ask, chuckling. "I'm mad right now. You got a problem with that?" she asks. "Naw, I like it like this. Keep it that way and you might get yo pussy ate." I joke, laughing. "Oop, don't start no shit, Jessie." she says as I wrap my arms around her waist from behind while we walk in her house.

"What if I want some shit started?" I ask. She smirks. "I need to shower. Come on." she demands, walking up the stairs. I follow behind her to her bedroom. It ain't no traces of that punk ass nigga she was messing with in here. She even got a new comforter on the bed and new decorations. She walks straight in the bathroom then closes the door. Damn, she already sucked my dick and let me finger her in the past so I figured she would invite me in there.

She cracks the door some. "Wanna watch?" she asks, smirking at me. "Hell yeah." I admit. "Too bad." She says, closing and locking the door. I'm hard as hell right now just off how sexy she was acting how she did when she snapped on that bitch. Now, she want to tease me like I'm a lame nigga. I don't like that.

My phone just started ringing. It's Jelena calling. I got her a phone strictly for when she somewhere without me in case of emergency. I have the phone set up to where she can only call the family, the police, and can play certain games I let her play or watch shows and movies I put on it for her. She can't get on the internet though. I'll be damned if she stumble upon some shit she too young for.

I answer it. "Wassup Jellybean?" I ask her. "Hi, daddy!" she exclaims. I bet she smiling so wide. "Hey, Jelena." I say, smiling some. "What ya dooooooing?" she asks. "You remember daddy nurse friend Eriona you saw at the party with the pretty nail polish?" I ask. "I do." she answers. "Well, I'm hanging out with her." I admit. I ain't the type of nigga to lie to my daughter no matter how young she is and it'll always be that way.

"Oh." she says. "Yep. You having fun with Grandpa?" I ask. "Yes. He found a puppy, daddy! He says I can have it if you say yes." she says. Fuck, why Grandpa Nathan do that bullshit? I don't want a dog because it'll be like having another child to take care of. "Jelena... I don't want a dog." I say. "Please, daddy." she begs. "No, Jelena. That's a stray dog anyway." I say. "What's a spray dog?" she asks. "I said a stray dog and it's a dog roaming the streets with nowhere to go. He might belong to somebody else, baby. I don't know about a dog yet. I'll think on it." I say.

I might buy a newborn puppy from this guy who breeds puppies that Uncle Vonte bought his from just to surprise her. Realistically, she a good child. She real respectful and she'll do whatever the person in authority tells her to do. She don't even ask me for much. She'll ask me for simple shit like for me to do her hair a certain way or for certain snacks. I'll try to find her a newborn Chow Chow or some other dog that resembles a bear or something. Either that or a couple of german shepherds to gaurd the house.

"Please think hard, daddy." she says, making me laugh. She heard that phrase from Reign. Eriona opens the door butt naked and wet. "Okay, daddy? Do you hear me?" She asks. "I hear you, sweetheart. I'll call you back, okay? I don't want to be rude to Ms. Eriona." I say. "Okay. Bye Bye, Mr. Butthead. Love you lots." she says, making me laugh. She so damn mature. "I love you more, Baby Butthead." I say, hanging up the phone as Eriona slowly walks over to me. "Get naked." she demands, biting her lip a little in a real sexy way.

She ain't gotta say shit else now. I'm taking my clothes off. I stand up then pull my pants and boxers down. She comes and helps me out of my shirt. I sit on her bed then scoot back to the headboard. She crawls on the bed then turns to where her back is to me. I grab her waist then pull her ass back to my face. I'm eating her pussy from the back while she moans lightly, massaging my dick a little.

I pull away from her then sit up. "Lay back." I demand, getting between her legs and laying her back. She seems nervous. "You scared?" I ask, kissing her lips. She kisses me back. "This is just something new." she answers. I already know. I lean in then kiss her again. She grabs the side of my face, kissing me deep with her eyes closed. I push her legs apart with my knee, still kissing her in the process. I lift my body up then put my dick between her legs. We still kissing. "Ugh, Jessie!" she screams in pain while I push into her.

I'm fucking the shit out of her. The only sounds in here is a clapping noise, her moaning, and me cussing here and there. She so damn wet and tight. I kiss her lips, slowing my strokes down. I kiss her neck over and over while she cums hard, shaking some and moaning loud. "You like that?" I ask lowly in her ear. "Yes." she moans with her eyes closed while I kiss and nibble on the ear. I pull out of her then nut all on her bed and her thighs.

She pulls me close by my hair. I kiss down her stomach then back up to her nipples. Damn, I needed this shit so bad. "Get on yo knees." I demand. She gets on her knees then licks the nut off my dick like she already knew what I was wanting her to do. I move her head away then lay back. She lays down on top of me, blushing in my face.  I peck her lips, moving my hand to her ass. "I'm sleepy." I tell her. "That was the best I've ever had, Jessie." she admits. "I feel you." I say.

Now, I'm just laid up with her trying not to fall asleep on her in the middle of her talking about how she feels. "I'm sore now." she says. "I bet." I say. Her eyes widen as she springs up. "Jessie... we didn't use protection and I'm not on birth control." she panics. Fuck, I got so caught up in the moment, moving so fast and shit. I don't even know what to say right now.

TAE

We just got in the hospital. My momma and Reign are walking ahead of me. We get in the elevator. "What happened to her? You said you think her dad did something?" I ask my momma. Lianna can't stand her parents but mainly her daddy. "Yes." my momma answers. We get out of the elevator then walk down the hallway. Jessie walks here. One of the nurses waves at my momma. "Hey, Mrs. Mitchell. Jessie isn't here today." she says. "I know. How are you?" my momma asks in her good ole Caucasian voice. "I'm great." the young nurse answers, smiling wide.

My momma opens a room door. I take a deep breath as I walk in. Lianna got a black eye. She's laid back in the bed hooked up to monitors. "Hey, Tae." her big cousin Asia mumbles, seeming like she just finished crying. Neither one of Lianna's parents are in here right now. It's an older black lady I've never seen. "That's my mom, Patrice. She's Lianna's aunt." Asia says. I nod my head. "Hey." I say.

The lady greets us. "Are you Tae's mother? How are you?" she asks my momma, extending her hand. "I am and I'm doing okay. You?" My momma asks, shaking her hand. "I could be better." Patricia answers. I look over at Lianna. "What happened to you?" I ask her. She looks away from me while she cries some. "Her trifling ass father ain't about shit. I told my sister to leave that fake ass pastor the hell alone! Now, look at my niece!" Patricia goes off, pissed.

"Can somebody please tell us what happened?" Reign asks them. Lianna looks at me. The door opens. A nurse walks in here pushing something. "Hi." she greets us. "I had a miscarriage and I want you to see the fetus and at least get to say goodbye. I was pregnant and hiding it so my dad got upset when he found out and he made this happen to me!" Lianna blurts out, crying hard as hell. "Oh my God." my momma damn near screams, rushing over to Lianna. She wraps her arms around her while Lianna cries loudly.

I walk over to the nurse. It's an extremely small, dead fetus in an incubator type of thing. "I'm so sorry, hun." the nurse says to me while I stare. It was so small. Lianna didn't even tell me I got her pregnant but I believe it because realistically, I'm the only nigga she ever fucked. "Right at four months?" I mumble. "Just about." the nurse sadly answers me. It was just about four months ago when we fucked on that cruise. I nutted in her on accident when we did it again and I figured she wasn't pregnant because she never told me she was.

"Can I hold it? The baby?" I ask the nurse. She nods her head yes. I sit down on the bed, blocking out Lianna and her Aunt's cries while my mom lightly cries herself. Reign walked out of the room crying. I bet this whole thing is fucking with her because she had a miscarriage before and she know how this shit feels. Her and my momma both know.

The nurse just wrapped the baby in a little blanket. She hands it to me. Fuck, mane. The baby is really red and so damn tiny. This shit don't even seem or look real but it is. I tried to fight back tears but a couple just dropped onto the baby's face. "I can't do this." I say, shaking my head no. "Get it. I can't do it, mane. I can't." I say, trying to hand it back to the nurse. "At least let me take a picture." my momma mumbles. "Momma no! I ain't trying to keep no memory of nothing like this!" I snap on her.

She ignores me while she takes pictures of the dead  fetus, me holding it, and us and Lianna. The nurse takes it back. "We've already said our final goodbyes. You can take the baby now." Patricia says, crying some. The nurse silently lays the fetus back in whatever the hell it is then walks out. "Tae..." my momma says, wiping her eyes. "I don't wanna talk about it." I warn her. She nods her head. "Bitch, why the fuck you ain't tell me shit, hoe?" I yell at Lianna. I'm mad as hell right now. "JeMontae!" my momma snaps on me, punching me in my chest.

"What? How are you mad at me for this?" Lianna cries. "Because, it's all yo damn fault!  How long did you know about this? Me and you sat up on the phone for hours up until two weeks ago so that mean yo ass been pregnant during those times! So, how long did you know you was pregnant?" I go off on her. If she lies to me, I might go give her ass another black eye and I'm dead serious.

"I knew since the second month." she admits. "Why the hell you didn't say shit, mane? This shit yo fault the baby dead! If you wasn't so fucking scared of yo pussy ass daddy, we could've had shit straight! My momma would've been mad cause we only fifteen but she would've been riding for yo ass, Lianna! She would've made sure you had yo vitamins and whatever else you would've needed to make sure this pregnancy would've went right! But naaaaaaw, you wasn't keeping yourself healthy and yo ass probably was stressing carrying the baby and that's why it died! Fuck you for that shit!" I go off on her.

"You can't say fuck me or blame me because you don't even know what happened, Tae! I wanted to tell you but every single time I started to, I got way too scared of your reaction because you always holler about how you don't want any kids! It's not like I wanted to get pregnant by some boy on a cruise but it happened! I planned to tell you when my family moved here too! This morning, my dad walked in the restroom while I was getting dressed and he saw my stomach sticking out! He made me take a pregnancy test and when he saw the positive results, he beat me! He was punching and kicking me so hard! I ran out of the house and called you over and over but you wouldn't answer! I called the police and they arrested him and brought me here which is where I miscarried! Tae, I didn't know it would happen! Please, don't blame me!" She cries hard.

I turn around then punch the wall over and over. I'm so fucking mad, confused, and frustrated. "Tae." my momma says, trying to pull me away from the wall while I punch it. I need something to punch before I fuck around and punch somebody. A couple of nurses rush in here. I look at them then shake my head. "Let me see your hand. We understand that this is hard, young man." the older of the two says. I ignore her. Ain't shit wrong with my hand. It's just bleeding. "I wanna talk to her by myself. Everybody, get out." I say.

"No." my momma says. "I ain't gon' touch her." I say. All of them get up then walk out. "Tae, do not put your hands on me." she says, balling up like she scared and crying. "I'm not." I say, walking over to the bed. I get in it beside her. "My bad for cussing you out." I say.  "I hate you for saying that." she cries, punching me while she sobs. I wrap my arms around her. "Lianna, stop." I demand. My mood is too messed up. She snatches away. "When they say you can get outta here?" I ask. "I don't know. The police are investigating and they mentioned charging my dad for murdering the baby. He told me he was giving me an in home abortion while he did it. Tae, I'm so hurt." she says.

I pull her closer to me. My dad always taught me to be there for whatever woman I fuck with even when I'm mad at her so I'm trying that approach. I'm just so damn pissed myself. "I know you hurt. I'm hurt too." I admit. "How long yo daddy been beating yo ass?" I ask her. "My whole life and my mom just watches because he fucks her stupid ass up too. What'll happen to me? I'm just fifteen and my mom ran away." she says. "I'm in a situation right now myself. It'll sound crazy but come live with me. Imma take care of us... of you until we get older and you decide to move out." I say.

Now that I know she just miscarried my baby, I can't treat her how I treat other bitches no more. I don't have to be with her but I know I have to respect her. I feel like she hid the pregnancy to protect the baby. That's what I'm about to believe.

"How can you take care of us? The police won't let that happen." she says. "If you get put in the system, somebody in my family can become your legal guardian. My family is powerful, Lianna. Real powerful. They can make shit happen fast and easily. Money talks. So, I bet it can happen." I say. Maybe, Reign can take her in or even KeKe since his home life and shit is more stable because he the one with a house, fiance, a baby, and no drama. I'll call him.

She starts crying on me again. "Yo dad killed our baby deliberately. Bet." I say, nodding my head. All this bullshit I've been dealing with lately done turned me into a monster. Her dad gotta see me now. He can't escape that and no police or person in this world can save his ass from my wrath. That nigga killed my baby. It ain't shit left for me to do but one thing.

QUA

I'm about to meet Chanel's family. I've known her for a while before we even got together but I never did meet her people. She wasn't even my type until she pulled up and gave me some pussy one night when I was in my feelings after me and Reign broke up and shit. It all went from there.

"Thanks for wearing a suit." she says. She wanted me in a suit to cover all of my tattoos and to look nice for them. "What the fuck was the point, Chanel? I have face tattoos too." I say. "See, baby... I wanted to talk to you about that. I brought makeup." she says, pulling it out of her purse. "Chanel, fuck outta here with that dumb shit. I ain't wearing no makeup. You lucky I respect you enough to even have this silly ass suit and tie on but that makeup is too far. Yo family can either accept me and how I come, face tattoos and all or you and them can kiss my ass, point blank. Now, let's get this shit over with." I demand, getting out of my car and slamming the door before she can even say some more shit.

She gets out. "I do accept you, Qua. I just know how they are and I don't want any problems." she says. "If you accept me, the hell is you jumping through hoops to hide how the fuck I am for?" I ask her. She smiles some then grabs my hand. "You're right, baby. I apologize. If they don't like you, I don't care. It's not about them anyway." she says. I lean in then kiss her lips. "That should've been your attitude from the jump." I tell her.

We just walked in the house. It's a real nice, big house. She said her dad is a dentist and her momma is a college statistics and speech professor over at UCLA. Apparently, they make good money. I can tell. Chanel is spoiled as hell. "Is this the Johnny I've heard so much about?" her dad asks, eyeballing me while we sit on the couch. "Qua." I correct him, raising my eyebrow. "Alright, Johnny." He says. "Nigga, I said my damn name is Qua." I say.

"Stop it. Qua and daddy, stop." Chanel says, seeming afraid. Her dad chuckles. Her momma walks in here. They stuck up as fuck. Her momma sits down. "Hello, Qua, I believe?" she asks. "Yes." I answer. She opens a folder. "I've heard of you. You are the young man who received a full ride basketball scholarship but lost it for an arrest. Here's all thirty three  of your mugshots." she says, spreading my old mugshots out on the table. "And here is a photograph I was able to find online. Is this your... mouth between an ex girlfriend's legs?" she asks me, sitting out the picture of my tongue between Reign's legs on her panties.

"Mom!" Chanel snaps. What type of bullshit is this? This hoe people searched my ass. Some of these mugshots are from when I was either a teenager or a young bad ass child. "This must be Law & Order? Don't even answer that. We done, Chanel." I say, standing and walking out. Chanel follows behind me. "Qua. Qua! Don't dump me! I didn't know!" she cries, in tears. "Chanel, take home somebody opposite of a thug. Yo parents ain't going and that's fine by me. I'm through." I say, walking out of the house. When I say I'm done with somebody, I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart. I'm done with her because her parents ain't my cup of tea but mainly because she sat there letting her folks come at me like that when I'm supposed to be her nigga.

"Please!" she begs, In tears. "Get in the car so I can take you home. I ain't fucking with you. You just let that shit happen. Mane, you quick to talk yo shit about my exes but all of em would've been on they parents' asses for some shit like that. Facts." I say. Reign would've flipped that damn table over on her ass.

"Stop comparing me to that bitch Reign! I'm not strong like she is!" she screams. "I ain't comparing you to just her, I'm comparing you to all of them. It ain't about being strong, it's about standing up for what you know is right and especially for yo man. We finished though. Hit me up if you need me but we done." I say. I don't have nothing against her but that just turned me off and I can't deal with her.

-

I dropped Chanel off and I just got to my crib. I'm walking through, heading to my condo. "Fuck." I mumble. Reign is standing right outside the door, in tears. "What you doing here?" I ask, watching her lightly cry. She jumps in my arms with her arms around my neck, crying real hard. "I need you to be here for me, Qua." she says. I unlock the door then walk in with her, closing and locking the door behind me.

I lead her to the couch then sit down. "What's wrong?" I ask as she cries even harder. "Don't tell nobody but Tae got a girl pregnant and she had a miscarriage. They brought the dead fetus in the room for Tae to say his goodbyes and it brought back too many memories from both times I lost babies. It hurts so bad and I can't get it out of my head. I know I'm not carrying your baby but what if my baby dies like the other ones? Qua, I'm losing my mind right now." she cries out.

I pull her in my arms tight, letting her cry. "You ain't losing that baby, Reign. I know the memories hurt but you gotta get that shit out yo head right now for this baby's sake. You cannot do all that stressing." I say. "I wish it was your baby and not his." she says, sniffling. "Me too, Reign. Me too." I admit.

She looks in my eyes as tears roll down her cheeks. "Where is Chanel?" she asks. "Not my problem no more." I answer. She lays her head on my chest. "Just be my friend. I need you in my life. I don't know nobody else that make me feel like you do." she says. I nod my head. "We can be friends, Reign. I'm cool with that. You just can't run all my girlfriends and hoes away." I joke. She leans in my face then kisses me on my lips.

"Reign..." I say. She ain't stopping. I kiss her back. It just got real deep while we kiss slow. "Damn, I missed this." she mumbles, going back to the kiss. I flip her over then get in between her legs, making sure I don't lay directly on her belly. We start back kissing. She slips her tongue back in my mouth. I'm kissing on her neck now. She reaches her hands down in my pants and into my boxers while we go back to kissing.

I pull away then stand up. "That should've never happened." I say. She looks away from me. I walk out of the living room, heading back to my room. Damn. Reign always pulling a nigga in.

MAJESTY

"Ion know what to say." I tell Drew. He popped up over here in the middle of me fucking around with Shai. She hiding under Noble's bed and Noble keeping Drew out of there. Drew is complaining about Shai right now. "If she got another nigga, it is what it is. I might get back with yo sister." He sayw"My sister in love with Qua. Goodluck with that." I say.

"Damn." He says. "What will you do if Shai be getting fucked by a big dick nigga?" I ask. "Imma leave. I ain't making no scene. Imma take it like a man probably." he says. I ain't worried about it. Everything comes to the light eventually so I'm ready for whatever when it does come out. Shai probably ain't leaving me alone even after the truth comes out.

My doorbell just rang. "I'll be back." I say standing. I walk to the door then look out the peephole. Fuck, it's Ashley, somebody I've been messing around with when I ain't with Shai. Oh shit. I open the door, letting her in. She hugs me. She a big girl and I love that. "Surprise!" she says, smiling. I forgot I invited her before Shai came. Shai parked in the garage so Drew has no idea that somebody else is here and neither does Ashley.

"Good to see you." I say, leading her in the living room where Drew is sitting. "Oh, I see you. You ain't tell me you was having company. I'll get up with you later on, bruh." Drew says, shaking my hand. I walk him out then watch as he gets in his car. He pulls off. I close and lock the door. "You smell good, baby." I say to Ashley. She so sexy to me even though she ugly as hell in my brothers' opinions.

She always is real nice to me and she can cook good so I like her a lot. On top of that, she ain't shit like nobody I've ever messed with. She won't give up the pussy yet and it's been months. Shai is who I fuck and lay around with but Ashley is who I would consider settling down for and bringing home to my momma if I ever wanna live the commited life.

"Thank you. Did I tell you I've lost fifteen pounds so far? I really like the smoothie book you bought me. Some of those healthy recipes are good." she says. "Maybe, you can make me one." I say. "I will." she says. "Damn, I can't get no kiss though?" I ask her. She leans in then kisses me on my lips. "I missed you. How was your trip?" she asks. "It was aight." I lie. I had to lie to her even though I never planned to. She wanted to come over but I couldn't tell her the reason she couldn't was because Shai be here for days so I just lied like I took a trip.

"That's good. Are you hungry? I know you said you had a taste for a cheeseburger. I'll make you one." she offers. I smile at her. "Naw, just relax, love." I answer. Damn, I like her. She one of those people that you just don't want to hurt no matter what. Everybody thinking I'm all crazy over Shai when it's really Ashley I'm fucking with. I keep Ashley hidden because she mean something to me. I've showed my brothers pictures but ain't nobody meeting her until my momma does.

Shai walks in here half naked still. Damn. Ashley looks at her, confused. She looks at me. "Is she here for your twin brother?" Ashley awkwardly asks. "No, bitch. I'm here for him and I actually just finished being pounded into by him." Shai nonchalantly answers. "Shai..." I say. "What, Majesty? Tell her the fucking truth! Who the hell is this whore? I'm going to knock you out!" Shai screams. Ashley stands up, seeming hurt. "I'm sorry. No need to want to knock him out. You don't have to worry about me. Carry on." Ashley says, walking out.

I'm following her. "Ashley, wait. I didn't know you was coming right now and I didn't know she would do that." I say. "You're so fucked up. You were smiling in my face knowing there was someone else there. She wasn't upset like some random bitch would be. She was upset like a woman with feelings for you and like you two share a bond. She can have you." She says. "Come on, Ashley. I ain't trying to be with her ass. She just something for me to do and to bust a nut with. You the one I fuck with... I tell my brothers about you all the time and I wanna introduce you to my momma." I say. "If you wanted that, she wouldn't even be anywhere near you. Goodbye." she says, getting in my car.

I sigh, watching her pull off. The one time I like somebody, I get thrown away all because of Shai. I walk back in the house then lock the door. "How dare you." Shai snaps on me. "Naw, how dare yo ass? Fuck you for that shit. Shai, you just some shit to keep me cumming, bruh. She the woman I respect. Whoever got you thinking I love you lied to yo ass." I say.

"Shut the fuck up." she demands. "Now, listen good, nigga." she says. My eyes widen. She don't ever talk to me like that. "And your ass better fuckin' listen to me good up in this bitch. When you were on the phone with Drew earlier, I do not appreciate the way your ass told him that you were fucking somebody's bitch, better known as me. I ain't no bitch so fucking respect me! I don't give a shit about which bitch dumped you!" She goes off, sounding ratchet and unlike her usual self.

"I'm so mad at you." I say. "That makes two of us. Fuck you. Go to hell. I'm not just a nut to you and you know it." she says. I ignore her as I walk upstairs. I hear her stomping right behind me now. I walk in my room. She follows me. "I know you hear me speaking to you." she says. "What I'm supposed to say? You ain't gotta like it." I say. She sits on my bed. "I hate you." she says. "You love me." I say. "You're bi-polar." she says. "My dick is too. It love you. Come suck it." I say. "Hell no. Go to hell." she says.

I chuckle. "I'm done arguing." I say. She ignores me, getting dressed. "What you getting dressed for? Stay the night. I'm lonely and I don't want you to leave yet." I admit. "No. I'm done being just your something to do." she says. "I ain't mean that." I say. "Say what you mean or don't say shit at all. What is it gonna be?" She asks. "You more than just my lil fuck buddy. I miss you when you leave here so can you stay longer? Damn, I admitted the shit. You happy now?" I ask. She grins like she won. "Drop down and give me twenty pushups and I'll think about it." she says. The fuck?

"Hell naw, Shai. Try again." I say. "Adios amigo." she says, pulling her pants up. I watch as she puts her shoes back on. "Bye." she says. "Fine. I'll do the pushups but you gotta do something for me too." I say. "What's that?" she asks. "Figure out what the fuck you gon' do about Drew." I answer as she stares at me.

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