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QUA

It's been a week since shit hit the fan with Shai, Drew, and Majesty. That nigga is in jail right now for shooting Ashley. I don't know if he got bond or not but he still sitting. As for Shai, don't nobody know where that hoe ass bitch ran off to after Reign and LaLa jumped on her at the hospital. Life is crazy as hell right now.

"How you feeling?" I ask Majesty as I walk into his hospital room. That nigga went crazy in here after they got him up. I don't know how he passed out after him and Drew fought but he did. After they tended to his back bruising so bad from the fight, he snapped. The nigga tore the hospital room up. He was ripping shit out the walls, punching holes in shit, and just cussing and fighting nobody in general. The only thing that calmed him down is whatever the fuck the doctors that restrained him had in the needle they stuck in him. I never even knew Majesty could snap and go crazy like that. That shit was scary to see my nigga like that. All of this over a piece of trash pussy.

"You ain't talking? I said how you feeling. What's good?" I ask him. "Where Ashley at?" he asks, yawning and stretching. "Yo momma tried to talk to her. Yo dad tried to pay her off to not go to the law but her parents did that. You knew yo girl came from money? Her people turned down half a million and still snitched." I say. "Half a million? I know she said her momma a business woman, that's about it. She don't know her daddy but she got a step dad. I don't know what he do." he says.

"Me neither. You gotta let her go, though. Her parents went to the law about her getting shot in your house. Yo shit is a crime scene and everything." I tell him. Reign is keeping Major right now. Thankfully, nobody has tried to take Major from him over this shit. I wish this nigga would've thought about losing Major in the first place.

"Fuck it." he says, signing his name on some papers for him to leave here. "Fuck it?" I ask. "Yeah, fuck it. I hate it had to happen but fuck it. I got weed and guns in the house. So, I'll go on and let my dad know to get my bail money ready. I'm sure I'll get arrested." he says. "Naw... I cleaned that shit out the crib before the police pulled up. You good. They just want to investigate the shooting." I tell him. He sighs. "Shit, my parents gon' cut me off. I just know it. A nigga finna just get a job and work." he says.

"You thinking too far ahead." I tell him. He grabs his prescription paper. "Here." I say, handing him his phone. He unlocks it then shakes his head. "That lil bitch ain't text me none." he says. "Who you talking about? Shai?" I ask, raising my eyebrow as he slowly walks out of the room like it's taking everything in him to not show how much pain he is in. "Yeah, that bitch, obviously." he answers. "Ain't that what you wanted, my nigga? The truth came out and that bitch ran off. You should be happy." I say. "I am." he says, looking down at his phone again. He shoves it in his pocket. "I'm happy as hell. Fuck Shai." he adds. What the fuck going through his head?

"You sure you happy? You sound let down." I point out. I don't know. He just ain't seeming too excited about the situation he had with her ending like that. "Can you fuckin' let that stupid ass shit go? Fuck Shai, fuck Drew, and fuck whatever shit me and that hoe did. Damn." he goes off. "Nigga, don't get mad cause I asked you a question. What you so defensive for? I know you enough to know you lying. Grow the fuck up, nigga. If you love that bitch, be man enough to say that. Drew and everybody know about y'all now. So, what you worried about?" I ask. He a grown man. How everybody feel about her and him shouldn't even mean shit to his ass.

He starts laughing. "Qua, fuck her. What I look like having feelings for that bitch? For one, she just was good enough for me to have sex with. She was cool but not in that type of way. She just a snake now anyways. That shit was a set up. I don't care how nobody put it. Shai set me up." he says. "What reason she got to set you up?" I ask. "Cause that bitch mad I threw her away for Ashley. Think about it. I cut her off then all of a sudden yo nigga know exactly what went on and some type of way got inside me house. I'll never believe it wasn't a set up. That bitch is so sneaky, bruh. Bet money she knew what she was trying to do." he says. "Damn." I say.

"What you saying damn for?" he asks. "Cause she called me saying she was warning me that some shit was gon' happen. So, I'm guessing she told him before that or was about to tell him." I say. He abruptly stops walking. "Why you looking at me like that?" I ask. This nigga is standing here all squared up and shit like me and him got a problem. "Fuck she doing calling yo phone, mane? You was fucking her too? How y'all even got each other numbers?" he asks. I'm laughing now. "I fucked her twice. Don't tell Reign. You shouldn't care though. She wasn't yo girl or nobody you would cuff, right? I didn't think it would mean too much to you. Sharing hoes ain't new to us, right?" I ask, shrugging my shoulders.

His whole face just turned red. "When?" he asks. "One day she said y'all had just left being on a date." I answer. I'm lying my ass off. I would never fuck that bitch because Reign don't like her, she got a bitch ass husband, and my bestfriend was fucking with her heavy no matter how many times he denies that. I'm just trying to see how I can get him to admit it. "After I fucked and fed that bitch she left and fucked you? Damn. Bet." he says, nodding his head and walking off. I'm laughing my ass off. Majesty is mad as fuck and it's so damn funny to me.

"Ain't shit ass bitch." he mumbles as we head to my car. "You mad about that? My bad, Majesty. You said y'all wasn't like that so I really didn't expect you to get mad." I say. "Imma tell Reign on yo bitch ass. You just had to fuck her of all people." he says, only making me laugh even harder. Is this nigga about to throw a temper tantrum over that shit? "Reign ain't my girl. Tell her, I don't care. What you mad for?" I ask. "Cause, she was my investment. I put money into that hoe. That's why I'm mad." he answers. The way this nigga views women outside of his momma and sisters is ridiculous.

"That's fucked up. You talking like she a materialistic item and not a human being." I say. "Fuck her. She ain't no human being. She a dog. Swamp smelling ass bitch." he says. "Real talk, you sound bitter as fuck over her. I'm just fucking with you, though. I never hit Shai." I tell him. He ain't saying nothing as he stares straight ahead. "I hope that bitch die tonight." he says. I'll just ignore that. Overall, he sound hurt. That's just my opinion and I could be wrong. I doubt I'm wrong though.

His phone starts ringing. He answers it. "Wassup, ma? You on speaker." he says to Jessica. "This ain't yo momma, this Big Daddy." Ant says. "Damn, pops. Why you calling from her phone on some gay shit? I thought y'all was done with each other anyway." Majesty says. "She over here but she avoiding the fuck out of me and the feeling is mutual. Yo momma did some more shit to yo poor ole pops. She so cold hearted." Ant vents. "Ant, shut the fuck up! Don't put these damn kids in this shit!" I hear Jessica yell in the background. "And what the fuck your stalking ass got my phone for?" she adds.

"Mane, back up. You know wassup, Jessica." he says. "I can't stand your psychotic ass." she says. "You put the P in psychotic with yo ole baby killing ass." he says. My eyes widen. I just heard a loud ass smacking noise. It sounds like Jessica just slapped the shit out of this nigga. "Now, if I slap yo stupid ass upside yo damn head how you did me, yo dumb ass gon' be mad." he says.

"Aye, chill out on yo words, pops." Majesty says, tensing up some. I can tell the shit between his momma and dad be getting the best of him even though he'll try to act like he ain't phased. That's just Majesty with almost everything. "Bitch ass fucker. Tell your son bring his ass over here then get the hell out of my phone." she goes off. "Get your ass on somewhere!" I hear what sounds like Reign scream. Ant starts laughing. "Majesty, get over here and get yo girl before yo goons get her." Ant says. "Huh?" he asks. "You know how Reign and LaLa get down." he says. Majesty hangs up the phone. "Fuck! Why my life so fucked up? Why my parents so fucked up! Shit, bruh!" he snaps, punching my dashboard. Damn, why he gotta take the shit out on my car of all things though?

"Damn, bruh. The fuck my car do to you?" I ask, watching him punch the shit out of the dashboard. "Fuck this car, shit!" he snaps on me. I would laugh if it wasn't my car. "You gotta chill or else you finna hit that bus stop to get to yo pops house. I understand your people ain't the most sane parents in the world but you can't just snap like that." I say. "I'm just so damn mad, Qua. I promise to god if that bitch ass nigga coming in my house and shooting my girl like that gets Major taken away from me, Imma do some damage. If Precious is able to take him from me, on my momma, I'm gon' act a fool." he warns me.

"Don't even think like that. None of that shit will happen." I tell him. "How you know that, Qua? They can easily say that him being in my custody is dangerous. I'm already still fighting to legally have custody of him as it is and this ain't making it no better." he says. "Bruh, that bitch ain't about to win this custodial battle. And if the law take him, I'll be the first one willing to adopt him." I say.

"Shit, mane. This shit is Shai fault. If I never messed off with that lil funky ass hoe, the custody battle would still be going smoothly and I wouldn't even be worried about losing him." He says. "Right is right and wrong is wrong. You wrong for blaming it on Shai. Shai ain't Major's parent. My nigga, you are. You should've thought about all this. You can't blame that broad for that though. You just can't be mad at nobody but yourself. She wasn't doing that shit by herself." I say. I can't be nothing but a hundred with him on this one.

"She set me up. I don't care about what nobody got to say. She knew what she was trying to do. I bet she told that nigga exactly how to catch me off my square. How the fuck he know the alarm code? It was set before I left home, Qua. It never went off and that's how I know it got disabled. Then, how he get in? I didn't see not one sign of forced entry. Only Noble, you, and my parents knew where that spare key was hidden. She found out not too long ago. How the fuck that nigga find my gun stash? Shit just ain't even adding up. She is sneaky. The bitch be playing dumb but I swear she ain't dumb by a long shot. On top of that, Shai is attentive as hell. So, I know she knows certain shit. I know she told him what he needed to know." he says.

"You tripping, Majesty. That crazy hoe fell in love with you. I really don't think she would tell nobody no shit that'll help them do harm to you." I say. "How the fuck he know this shit then? Present a better person for me to point the finger at." He says. "Point it at yourself." I say. He sighs, shaking his head. He just don't want to accept the fact that this dumb ass affair with Shai completely came to light. He can't accept taking this loss neither.

"I bet she did." he says, not letting up. "First off, since when have you let yo hoes know where you sleep? Come on now, bruh. She damn near moved in. Her shit is everywhere. Plus, how she know alarm coded and where you hid the spare key at? Something deeper than sex was involved. You ain't talking to no dumb ass." I say. He ain't saying nothing. This nigga was treating her like a wife or baby momma or some type of important shit.

"It was none of that. This some bullshit. I don't even feel like going to my parents house and dealing with even more shit. I can't understand it, Qua. I don't get how people can be that dysfunctional and out of control. They'll be better off without each other but they only end up cheating on whoever they with just to mess around with each other. I just hate how Dream, Sage, Serenity, and Amari gotta deal with that the most since they the youngest." he vents. I don't even know how to respond to that. Ant and Jessica have always been crazy as hell but I honestly don't know no other man that could handle somebody like Jessica. Bitches would want Ant for his money but would be scared of the crazy ass nigga.

"Here the fuck we go." Majesty says, sighing as I pull up to the gate of the mansion. "They probably calm now. Relax." I say, pressing the button to the intercom so Ant can let me in. "What's good, Qua?" Ant asks over the speaker. "Let me in." I say. He starts laughing as the gate opens. Everytime I come over here, I try to imagine what I would do with this type of money. I've never seen a house so big in my life. I already know keeping it up probably costs millions of dollars a year. On top of that, Ant and Jessica have other homes. I wonder how rich this nigga really is.

"How rich is yo pops? I know the nigga rich but he humble. He wear designer but he ain't flashy, really." I say to Majesty, looking around. He shrugs his shoulders. "Nobody really know, to be real. My momma probably the only person that know exactly how he coming. She manages everything." he answers. She crazy but Ant got a real one. If I can find a woman just like her minus the crazy shit, I'll be happy. I just need a mentally strong woman that can hold down the house and manage all the money while I go out and make it. That's it. I haven't found nobody yet.

I just parked the car and got out. "That bitch clean. When Ant get that?" I ask Majesty, pointing at the red Range Rover. "That ain't his. I don't know who that belong to." He answers as we walk up the driveway. "The door already open." I point out, walking straight in. I don't hear no yelling and arguing like I did over the phone.

We just started heading to one of the kitchens the mansion has. "Damn. I got a headache like a bitch." Majesty complains. "Yo pops probably got a blunt waiting on you." I say. "Nope, his momma do! Welcome home, baby!" Jessica exclaims, running and jumping on him. She just jumped on him like he was in jail for twenty years but that's love.

He hugs her back. "Hey, momma." he greets her, smiling. She hands him a fat ass blunt. "I was serious. Enjoy it or save it for later. You might need it after the shit I say to you. Hey, Qua. Ya'll, follow me." she demands walking out. She sounding calm as hell. I thought Shai was over here into it with Reign and LaLa. I wonder what Jessica got to tell him though.

We just followed her downstairs. "Surprise!" everybody screams as we walk into the living room. Everybody's here except for Vonte, Sean, Drew, Shai, and Presley. They decorated it and everything. Music is on and they have food and shit set up. "Damn. This for me?" Majesty asks. "Of course, Uncle Magic Stick." Jelena answers, hugging him. "Thank ya'll." he says, shaking Ant's hand.

"I thought Shai was over here fighting Reign and LaLa." I say. "That shit was a lie. It was to get you over here for the surprise, Majesty. Hey, honey." Torren says, hugging him. "Wassup, Uncle Torren?" Majesty asks. I'll let him mix and mingle with the family. Damn, Reign over there looking good as fuck smiling and laughing with her granddad.

I walk over to them. "What's good, OG?" I ask Big Ant, shaking his hand. "Shit. How everything going?" he asks. "It's going. Just living.Wassup, love?" I ask Reign, pulling her in a hug. She just started blushing so hard while she hugs me back. "You doing aight?" I ask as she looks up at my face. I already know the shit with Majesty and Drew bothered her. That's her brother and child's father. "Yep. Are you?" she asks. "I can't complain. Why you looking up at me like that?" I ask. "I want a kiss but I know we ain't a couple or whatever." she mumbles as her face saddens. "Be quiet." I say, giving her a kiss anyway.

"Awwwww, ain't this cute." Nariah says, smiling and hugging Reign. KeKe shakes my hand. "I knew it wasn't over. Long time, no see." KeKe says to me. "Shit, you right. A nigga got married and disappeared." I say. "I'm just in love, bruh. I was just trying to enjoy being married and being a father all under my own roof." He says. "I'm surprised you showed yo face after what we did at the wedding." Ant admits, walking over here. "I never should've but we family and I forgive ya'll." KeKe says.

Ant chuckles, looking at me and Reign. "Wassup?" he asks, shaking my hand. "Nothing much." I answer. He looks at Reign. He got a weird look on his face. "What?" she asks. "I understand Jessie, KeKe, and Majesty got kids already. I know Jaylah pregnant for Noble too but damn. My baby girl pregnant now? That shit crazy, mane. My first lil daughter giving me another grandchild. Damn." Ant says, staring at her in disbelief.

"You disappointed?" she asks. "That ain't really the word for it. You grown. I just wish you would've did this shit right. You know how hard raising a baby is?" He asks. She shrugs her shoulders. "Why your eyes water up like that?" Ant asks as she becomes emotional. "He shot Ashley and she gon' press charges. I'm almost five months pregnant. What if he can't even be home to watch me have our baby? What if he gets time for this?" she asks, crying.

Jessica walks over here. Her and Reign haven't really fixed their shit. They respect each other but it ain't an ideal mother and daughter relationship. I don't know what to call them. "You got us." KeKe says. "Yeah, but ya'll ain't Drew. That's the father of my child at the end of the day. Even after what happened and what he said to me at Majesty's house."she says. "What he say?" Ant asks. "He just said something messed up when I pulled the gun on him so he wouldn't shoot my brother. Regardless, I know he wants to be here for the baby and I want him to be." she says.

"I don't have a damn thing to say. He'll be out eventually. Fuck that nigga and his adoption, fake ass father Bitch Ass Vonte." Ant says, making KeKe chuckle some. "All of this over pussy." he mumbles, shaking his head as he walks away. That's true as hell. Ant and his brother are at odds and on some real fucked up terms because his brother fucked his wife. Now, Majesty and Drew over Shai. Ain't no pussy in the world that good. I won't ever do that over no bitch. Fuck I look like being mad at my homie or my brother for fucking my girl? If anything, I'll thank him for showing me how much of a weak woman she is. It ain't nothing against Jessica but she was wrong for disrespecting herself to get back at a cheating ass nigga.

"Quit stressing, Reign. You got help." Ant says. "But not his help. Not the father of my child's help. I hate this. Damn." Reign cries. Jessica's face is all twisted up as she looks between me and Reign. The fuck Reign doing all this crying over him for? "This nigga broke his way in and tried to kill yo brother over a bitch, Reign. For real?" I ask. "I can't change that but am I supposed to just throw him away and rob my baby of a daddy?" she asks.

"Shit, I think we all confused listening to you. Just a week ago you couldn't stand that nigga and wished he wasn't even yo baby daddy. Now, you standing here crying on some in love ass shit." I say. "Uh oh." Ant says, sticking up his finger like he in church while he walks away. Jessica clears her throat, slowly eases away from here. "Let me go see if Kenari need a diaper change." Nariah mumbles, walking away too.

"Chill, Qua. You would feel the same if it was your baby momma in jail."she says. "You something else. You still love that nigga. Guess what? He got his heart broken by his hoe. So, now you got a fair chance. Go get yo nigga back. I'm sure he getting divorced. Congrats. Ya'll can be on some family shit." I say, chuckling and walking away. She just grabbed me by my shirt. "Mane, get up off me." I demand, snatching away. I'm about to just get up out of here because I don't want to get into it with her while she pregnant and especially not in front of her family. I ain't putting them in it.

NOBLE

I left the welcome home shit for Majesty a couple of hours ago. I'll see that nigga later on tonight or in the morning. My brother ain't dead so I ain't tripping. I'm chilling in the car with Wendy. I haven't seen her in a minute. Oddly, I somewhat missed her. So, I hit her up.

"You ain't being yourself." I point out. "What do you mean?" she asks. "I'm saying you all quiet. For what?" I ask. "I'm just thinking about some stuff. I'm okay." she answers. "What's wrong?" I ask her again. "My cousin died." she answers. "And I never got a chance to say goodbye." she adds. "Damn. When?" I ask. "The other day. She was only twenty six and had a fucking heart attack." she answers, in tears. "Gotdamn. Wendy, I hate that for you." I say.

She ain't saying a word while she cries some. "I just don't get it. She was just here and now she gone. Damn, Noble." she says "Death is a part of life that we all know can't be avoided and you can never really prepare for no shit like that. I'm real sorry. Is it anything me and my family can do for yours?" I ask. "No. I'm just hurt and in shock. It's like nobody will get together to plan her a proper funeral without arguing and shit shit on top of that." she says.

I just pulled my phone out to call my dad. "Are you fucking calling your damn baby momma in the middle of me talking about something like this?" she snaps. "Wassup?" my dad asks. "Remember Wendy?" I ask. "Lightskin girl?" he asks. "Yeah." I answer. "Oh, yo lil girlfriend?" he asks, laughing. "Pops, chill. You know my situation with Jaylah." I say. "And? You can move on even if ya'll got a kid." he says. "How come you and momma never moved on then? Ya'll more toxic than me and Jaylah." I point out.

"Cause I love her through all the fuck shit even if that shit be hurting the fuck out of me. Maybe, I got low self esteem because I feel like ain't no other woman gon' want me for shit but my money. Nobody want a man with real live mental illnesses, a psychiatrist, on plenty different medications a day, ten kids, and two step kids. I know nobody else will love me, real shit. It's more to me looking good and having money. So, the fuck is the point in really moving on from Jessica when I know I can't find nobody that can accept the shit I come with? That's all." He admits for the first time in my whole life.

"That was deep." I say. "It is what it is. I'm mad at that mothafucka right now, don't get me wrong. But I know ain't nobody else built for this shit." he says. "Imma find her a new nigga. I'm surprised ya'll ain't killed each other yet." I say, making Wendy laugh a little bit. "I don't care if you find her some new man. That shit won't work. Only a strong nigga can handle Jessica." he says, laughing. "Montana can." I admit. I know I tried to off his ass a long time ago but if those two were to get back together, I'm positive he could make her calm down because I've seen it as a child when we all lived together when they were a couple.

"Mane, Noble, get the fuck off my line with that shit. The fuck you even call me for in the first damn place?" He asks. "Wendy lost her cousin the other day." I say. "Murder? Let me know who did it." He nonchalantly says. My pops is somebody the law would consider a monster, low key. This nigga just basically offered to kill whoever did it if her cousin was killed.

"Naw, Pops. It ain't no murder. It's just an unfortunate situation. Nobody was killed, though. They supposed to be putting a funeral together but her folks can't get along." I say. "What this got to do with me?" He asks. "Can you pay for the funeral? At least for me?" I ask. Wendy gasps, shaking her head no. "No, Noble. Ya'll don't have to do that." She says. "Why you can't pay? You got some money and that's yo girl, not mine. You can't come asking me for everything. Stand on yo own two feet like I did. Yo granddad was rich as hell when he came in my life but that ain't mean shit cause I was my own man. You gotta get that shit in yo head. I ain't gon' live forever, mane. Then, what you gon' do? Who said I won't just leave my money to St. Jude and struggling families instead of ya'll spoiled asses, huh?" He asks. This nigga here.

"I feel you, pops. I'm just saying. I gotta pay Jaylah bills and shit and I'm looking out for my child." I say. That's really what I do with my money these days. "Tomorrow, we need a family meeting. All of ya'll finna have no choice but to take ya'll asses to college, get a job, or take a loan from me and yo momma to either expand the family business or do ya'll own shit. We through taking care of lazy grown folks, mane. Jessie and KeKe don't count cause they on they hustle shit. Reign in school but after she have that baby, it's crunch time, period. Ya'll be having too much time on ya'll hands and that's why ya'll stay waist deep in some stupid shit." He tells me. Did him and my momma switch roles or is this one of the folks he claim he got in his head that I'm talking to?

"This Ant, ain't it?" I ask. "Nigga, who the fuck else it's supposed to be?" he asks, sounding offended. "I'm tired of mothafuckas thinking everytime I get mad or opinionated, it's my disorders doing the talking. Cut it out."he goes off. "My bad. So, can you do me this one favor? Please. I can just go ask my granddad or Grandpa Nathan but I came to you first, OG." I say, laughing some. He should feel special. I could've asked my Uncle and he would've done it just to piss my dad off.

He chuckles. "Ya'll kids get on my damn last nerve, bruh. Imma send a hundred and fifty thousand and whatever don't get spent on the funeral gotta go to her kids, parents, or whoever took care of her." He says. "Bet. I owe you." I say. "We straight. Just remember we having this family sit down." He says. "Bet. I'll be there." I say. "Sage and Dream, sit yo ass down before ya'll pull them damn curtains down!" He fusses as he hangs up. That nigga too damn old to be chasing a five and six year old but that's what they wanted to do knowing damn well my momma is fertile as fuck.

I look over at Wendy as she stares out the window. "My pops paying for the funeral." I say. "He don't have to." she says. "Naw, he got it, Wendy. So, plan it how ya'll wanna plan it and he'll cut the checks to whoever they gotta go to." I say. She leans over, hugging me. "Thank you, Noble."she says, sniffling. "It's cool." I say. My phone starts ringing. Damn, it's Jaylah calling me. Wendy rolls her eyes as she pulls away from me.

"Wassup?" I ask Jaylah. "You must've forgotten?" she asks with an attitude. "What I forget?" I ask. "The baby shower is coming up for your son. So, why are you doing everything but helping me finish setting it up? You told me you would take me to get something to wear to it because I'm not supposed to be driving. But of course, your bitch is more important than me." She goes off. "Jaylah, stop it. That baby don't give you the right to run a nigga crazy." I say.

"Nobody's trying to do that but don't tell me you'll do some shit then push it to the side for whoever your hoe ass is fucking now!" She yells. "Stop yelling, Jaylah, damn! Calm yo dumb ass down while you carrying my fuckin' child! I be breaking my damn back trying to kiss yo ass to make sure you stay happy and healthy but you make the shit hard as hell! Stop hollering and quit stressing! That dumb ass shit be causing miscarriages! I told you to quit stressing and let me take care of what you need but I didn't say blow my phone up for it!" I go off on her.

"Noble, I just don't understand! Who is she?" She asks, sounding like she crying. "Jaylah, stop it. Me and you are not together. This some shit you knew." I say. "Noble, why do you even treat me like this?" She cries. "Put some clothes on. I'm on the way." I say, hanging up on her. I can't wait for my son to get here, mainly because I won't have to deal with his crazy, pregnant ass momma as much.

I glance over at Wendy as she glares at me. "Aight. Cool." She angrily says. "What?" I ask. "You on your way to her? Nigga, you got me messed up." Wendy says. "You gotta understand. Me and you ain't together neither but that's still the woman that's carrying my son. I gotta keep her happy and stress free as much as I can. No, I don't wanna be there cause I'm trying to spend some time with you but a nigga gotta do it. It's for the best." I explain.

She waves me off. "Drop me off and don't call me no damn more. Stupid ass bastard. That hoe be using you because she knows she can." She says. "Okay." I say. I ain't arguing with her about this. She ain't my girlfriend by any means necessary, she ain't nowhere near as significant as Jaylah is to me, she ain't pregnant with my first child, and I don't owe nobody no damn explanation. I'm a grown man. Fuck explaining myself to a hoe that I ain't even cuffing. We just be fucking.

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I took Wendy home. She cussed me out all the way there too but I really don't care at all. I'm just now getting to Jaylah's apartment. I left my key to her place at my parents house. So, I'm knocking on the door. Jaylah snatches it open. "Where is your key?" she asks, letting me in. "Home." I answer, looking at her stomach. It's crazy how big she is now but my baby ain't even really big or heavy according to Dr. Spencer.

"My key at my people house. What's all this bullshit you called me with?" I ask, watching her wobble into her bedroom. "It wasn't bullshit. If you told me you would finish planning the baby shower with me and take me to pick out what I'm gonna wear to it, why can't I be upset?" She asks. "Because, you know I won't tell you I'll do something and then not do it. I always come through. You being so damn selfish, Jaylah. I know you well enough to know that you only do that extra shit cause you know another woman got my attention. If me and you were together still, you wouldn't even be acting like this." I say.

"That's not true. I'm sick of the broken promises. I know you don't want to be with me but don't tell me what I want to hear when you know you won't come through for me, Noble." She says. "I feel you but I always come through. Jay, I love you like a mothafucka. Damn. I love you. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't be worrying about you when you upset and I wouldn't drop everything I'm doing the second you call me with cravings or just wanting my attention. I ain't dumb. I know you mad at me but be lowkey wanting me around. So, I come." I say.

"Stop telling me what I want to hear and quit trying to butter me up, Noble. You only do those things because i'm pregnant with your baby." She says. "That ain't completely true. I could literally have somebody else ride you around for what you need, I could ignore you when you go crazy and want me to come do all this random shit, and I could easily have somebody else bring you food you crave. I do this shit cause I care a lot about you." I admit. I'm being real. I know Wendy be mad about it but I'll be the first to admit that I'm having trouble with adjusting to not being her man no more. I was straight at first but now, I wonder if staying single is the right move or not. Should I just get with her again?

Her eyes tear up as she stares at me. "You say shit like this one day and the next, you flip and act like you don't care and like I'm just a bitch you used to deal with and got pregnant." She says. "I'm bi-polar and you know that I'm saying that as seriously as I can. I love you, Jaylah. I jump through hoops for you because I still love you, not cause you pregnant. Trust me." I tell her. "Noble." She mumbles, breaking down crying as she walks closer to me. I grab the sides of her face. "I love you." I say, kissing her on her lips. She kisses me back. "I love you too." She says, sniffling.

"We can go get your dresses for the baby shower, okay? Let's go do whatever you want to do." I say. She nods her head. I wipe her tears out of her eyes then kiss her again. "I got a question." She says. "What?" I ask. "Do you really have somebody else? Somebody told me they saw you in Forever 21 buying somebody's clothes." She says. "I'm single but it's somebody I was kicking it with. She cool but she ain't you." I answer truthfully. "Let her know that shit's dead. We can make this work." She says, turning me on for some reason. I like agression.

"Bet." I say, gripping her ass. She moves away. "Back up. We ain't that cool yet." She says, trying not to smile. "That's cool. I still got my hand." I say, making her laugh. "If a man in a relationship masturbates to porn, does that mean he wants to cheat?" She asks. "Naw, maybe he wanna see some different shit. I ain't really no porn nigga. I would rather get the real thing." I answer. "I can't get into it no more." She says.

My phone starts ringing. It's Qua. "Wassup?" I ask him. "Bruh, be real. Wassup with yo sister and Drew? It gotta be something." He says, sounding pissed off. "She pregnant by him and that's it. Why?" I ask. "She was whining about that nigga being locked up. Fuck it matter for? That's the shit that make me keep my distance from her ass. How she wanna make this shit happen with me but be longing for that nigga to be around? Fuck that." He says.

"Bruh, I don't know what to tell you. You knew she had a past nigga when you first started kicking it with my sister. How she supposed to not care if the father of her baby is in jail?" I ask. He gotta get realistic. "She was doing all that like the shit was deeper than they baby." He says. "Talk to her then. I don't be knowing what be wrong with Reign." I say. He would've been better off asking Miguel because I don't get in her personal business just like she don't get in my shit. "Damn." He says. "A nigga feel too played. Imma call you back." He adds, hanging up. That's my sister but I wouldn't have fucked with a girl who already had feelings for somebody else and even got pregnant by him while me and here were supposed to be fucking with each other  People know what comes with raw sex. Reign ain't dumb.

"Who was that?" Jaylah asks, grabbing a maternity top. "Qua. His feelings hurt cause Reign pregnant by Drew. Drew got locked up for breaking in me and my brother crib to try to kill him. He shot Majesty girl. Reign in her feelings cause he in jail which got Qua pissed off." I explain. I used to tell Jaylah everything before we fell off. Venting to her was always therapeutic. She gasps. "Wait a minute. When did Majesty even get in a relationship and why did Drew want to kill him? I'm so confused." She says. "Shai and Majesty started fucking around when we went on the cruise, right? But that shit turned into way more than that. She caught feelings and I'm assuming he got attached to her too because he wouldn't let her go his damn self." I start.

"Shai? Damn. I didn't know they started sleeping with each other that long ago. That was months ago. Remember the party your parents threw? Were they messing around then?" She asks. "Jaylah, Majesty fucked that bitch in the bathroom while her nigga was outside. He even brought her to Vegas with us when I got in my accident. She was there." I say. She chuckles. "I can't even believe Majesty. So, I'm assuming Drew found out." She says. "Yeah and I believe Shai let him know what was up. That nigga was in our house when Majesty got to that bitch. That shit crazy. Reign saved his life." I explain.

"That's fucked up. Based on how Drew was treating that girl, can you blame her for stepping out on him? Majesty comes off as a hoe but I've been around long enough to know that he is completely capable of being committed. Women just won't trust him or give him a chance. Maybe, that's why he got attached to Shai even if he denies it. She
doesn't see a hoe ass nigga when she looks at him like everybody else. And based on the situation, it seems like she was willing to stick around for him." She says. "You put that together good, baby moms." I joke, making her laugh. I barely explained the situation and she figured it out.

"I'm just saying. I know Majesty. When he fucks different girls, he won't even call them no more. So, for him to string that shit along from the cruise and all the way up to now says something." She says. "Exact shit I said, Jaylah. Nigga think we stupid. Everybody know that nigga was liking her. Imma disown his ass if he get with that bitch who almost got him killed. He'll officially be the dumbest nigga ever to start smashing somebody with some pussy he almost died over. Is her shit that good? I doubt it."I say. "It isn't about how good it is. It could be a mental thing. They probably have a deep connection, Noble. Nobody's there when it's just those two. Nobody knows what she says to him or does for him that makes him stick around. It has to be something." She says. "Never." I say. She ain't worth it.

She rolls her eyes. "I think all of ya'll need to fall back, Noble. Majesty is a grown ass man with a child and some more shit. That nigga has been making his own decisions for the longest. He don't need permission from none of ya'll to mess with who he wants. No matter how much ya'll dislike her, ya'll can't control who he sticks his dick in or spends his time with. As his twin brother, you should ride with him no matter who he wants to be with." She says.

"It's not that simple, Jaylah. I mean... she fought my sister." I point out. "The first fight at the birthday party was petty and she was wrong. I'll give you that. But the other times she had a right to. If somebody is fucking my man when she know damn well he got a wife, I would swing too because that's just flat out disrespectful. Shai had that right to be mad." She says. "I know but she fucked the family up, Jaylah. Majesty and Drew used to be like brothers." I point out. "Why is the blame always on the woman? Why you pointing the finger strictly at Shai? Yes, she stepped out on her marriage just like Drew did but she did not do that by herself. Majesty knew she was his friend slash adoptive cousin's wife. So, why is the blame on strictly Shai? Nobody was right in this crazy love triangle." She says.

"You right." I admit. "I know I'm right. How is Reign anyway? Pregnancy can be a bitch, especially when your child's father is on some bullshit." She says. "Well, that shit was shady. Jaylah, ain't we finna work shit or at least try to do that?" I ask. "I am. Are you?" She asks. "Yeah, I am. So, if we on the same page when it come to trying to start this shit over and do it right, why the fuck you throwing the past in my face? It ain't gon' work if you starting that." I say. She starts pouting. "I'm sorry, Noble." She says.

I kiss her lips then touch her belly. "We cool. Damn, I can't wait to meet my lil son." I say. She smiles wide. "Same here. Who do you think he'll look like? You got names in mind?" She asks. "He'll most likely look like Major do. But I like Royal." I say. She frowns. "Hell naw, Noble. It's way too many Royals running around here. What about a second Noble?" She asks. "No. I don't want his name to be the same thing as mine. I'm thinking about paying homage to my pops and granddad with the names starting with Ant." I say. "No. Ya'll have Antonio, Antasia, Antez, Antayla, Sage's middle name is Antwan, and Amari's is Antonio. That's too much." She says, making me laugh. "I got an auntie in New Orleans named Antonia." I point out.

She shakes her head. "Jestin?" She asks. "Look at you wanting to name him after my momma. But naw... I don't like Jestin." I say. "We can give him a normal name. Justin?" She asks. "Justin is straight but I got something else in mind. Rich?" I ask. "Rich?" She asks, looking at me funny. I nod my head yes. We rich as fuck so I wanna name my son Rich. "Please don't tell me it got something to do with you coming from money." She says. "It got something to do with me liking the name." I say, smiling some.

She starts laughing. "Rich. That's so funny. Is it gonna be Richard?" she asks. "No. Just Rich." I say. "We'll see. Let's get going before I get tired." she says. "You ever imagined us having a baby when we met at that pool party I went to with Drew all those years ago?" I ask. "Not when we met. Everything did feel different with you, though. You were my first." she answers. "Yeah." I say. She hugs me.

My phone just starting ringing again. I answer it. "What's good?" I ask. "You left your iPod at my house so I hope you know Imma flush that bullshit, nigga." Wendy goes off. "Flush it. You acting like I can't buy another one and like I don't just listen to music and play games on that bitch. I don't care." I assure her. How the fuck she gon' hurt a nigga by destroying an iPod? She gotta come stronger than that to get under my skin.

"Who is that?" Jaylah asks. "Oh, so you with your baby momma for real? Fuck you!" She screams loudly. "Why you so mad, Wendy?" I ask. "Don't act like you don't know." She says. I hang up on her as I look at Jaylah's confused face. "What was that about?" She asks. "Don't get mad cause me and you obviously broke up. But I started fucking her a while back. I thought about getting in a relationship with her and she mad cause I'm here with you and not her." I say. "So, is that who had your time?" She asks. "Yes." I admit. "You have feelings for her?" She asks. "Somewhat, yeah. But not enough to make me pick her over you. Me and you finna work it out." I answer. "I'm not competing with no other bitch. Figure out what you want, Noble. But let's go." She demands. Well, okay then.

SHAI

"I told you fooling with those gangsters would catch up to your behind." My mom says. Our relationship is rocky but after everything happened between Drew and I, I had no choice but to come to her house. "I didn't ask for that." I say. "Get out of the bed. You've been sleeping and moping for a week. Quite frankly, I am tired of the depression." She says. "You've never felt this type of pain before. Stop it." I mumble. I told her everything that happened.

"Actually, I do. Back in highschool, I couldn't resist Mr. Tony Lee." She says. "Who?" I ask. "He was my boyfriend's brother back in the day, Shaiann. I could not get enough of what he gave to me. Trust me, I know how this feels." She says. "I was wrong and I know it. I never meant to get Majesty hurt and I promise I never meant for his girlfriend to be hurt." I cry. I swear I would never bring harm Majesty's way. I love him so much. I would do it all again just to be around him again. I regret whatever we had coming to an end more than I even regret hurting Drew.

She's just staring at me and shaking her head. "What?" I ask. "You're in love with that boy. Tell me why." She demands. "He treated me like a queen and mom, he got me pregnant." I admit. She gasps. "Pregnant?" She asks. I nod my head yes. "Well, what's the problem? I didn't care for the little disrespectful thug but I can look at him and tell he has a nice chunk of change in that wallet of his. You're set for life. Smile, sweetheart. You can buy mommy a big, beautiful home and a nice, white Rolls Royce." She exclaims.

I've never wanted to cuss at someone so bad in my entire life. "I'm not a gold digger, I would never use an innocent child as a pawn, and I could never use him. Mom, you're crazy." I say. I'm so offended. What in the world would I do that for? "Don't pretend like you don't want his money." She says. "I'm not pretending. All I want is him. If he has zero dollars in his pocket, I will still only want him. I like Majesty for everything but the money." I admit. Yes, the gifts were cool but that's not what I miss about him at all. I just miss his personality, his smile, and every single thing he comes with. He broke my heart when he chose Ashley over me but I'll be lying if I say it made me hate him. I still love him.

"You are being ridiculous. Don't you young kids say secure the bag? You better secure it, Shaiann. You're pregnant. Child support it is. You should convince him to marry you, actually." She says. "I'm not pregnant. I was pregnant. I'm not convincing him to do shit and I will never use him for shit, mom. Goodbye. I'll see you another time." I say, grabbing my shit. At this point, I'm just gonna go and book a hotel until I figure things out. I can't stay here with my mother because she is fucking stupid.

"What? Why are you leaving because I'm being honest?" She asks. "Your honesty doesn't make sense, okay? But okay. Bye." I say, grabbing my cellphone and keys. She sighs as she follows me out of the bedroom. "Where are you going, young lady?" She asks. "Young lady? I'm grown and I don't owe your malicious ass any information when it comes to where I decide to go. Get help." I demand, storming to the front door of her house. I'm ignoring her as she screams at me. I don't care.

I'm in my car just driving around now. My hands are literally violently shaking. I feel super depressed. Let me pull over to think. I don't want to accidentally hit someone. I haven't called Majesty at all because I'm too afraid of what he'll say to me. I'm just scared but I just want to call him. I know he probably hates me or blames me for everything. Forget it. He didn't like me anyway. Why do I even give a damn?

All of these feelings are new to me. I never imagined something driving me so crazy. I barely eat or sleep worrying about him. I have to see him. Forget it. I'm going to his mom and dad's house. If he's out of the hospital yet, I'm sure Jessica forced him to be there just like she did after the car accident in Las Vegas. If Jessica and his sisters decide to whoop my ass for coming, I'll gladly take it. His sisters put a serious beat down on me but I'll go through that again just to make things right between Majesty and I. I'm going there.

DREW

"All over Shai, bruh?" Risha asks me, shaking her head as she drives. Vonte bailed me out but this shit is a serious case all because I shot that bitch. Risha just came and picked me up. "I knew she was up to some bullshit. All the signs that he was fucking her was right in a nigga face but I gave mothafuckas the benefit of the doubt. I didn't think Majesty would've did that." I admit. That shit crazy. My nigga fucking my bitch? Damn.

"That shit could've been a blessing in disguise." She says. "How? They the only family I know and they damn sure ain't finna fuck with me after I tried to kill that nigga. That's Vonte nephew, bruh. That nigga mad as hell at me right now. I make money through them. Then, they for sure ain't fucking with me cause after I shot his girl, the feds gon' snoop around everybody. Shit, then that case gon' be a monster in itself. They claim ole girl  pregnant. I never would've shot no pregnant bitch, Risha. How the fuck was I supposed to know he got a baby on the way if nobody even knew that shit?" I ask.

"Hold up. She pregnant? Bruh, what the fuck? That shit finna be ten times worse just cause she pregnant. Did she lose the baby? Bruh, what the fuck?" She asks. "I didn't even know that shit until one of the detectives came at me crazy as a bitch over that shit. Nigga got a baby with her." I say. "What you even shoot her for? What she do?" She asks. "I was just mad. I was gon' kill anybody in the house. She came in there like she tough. Reign saved that nigga life. But I would've had to kill his girl if I would've killed him cause she a witness." I answer.

She shakes her head. "Shai ain't worth none of this shit. Let him have her. Let her go. Find better. Shit, get with yo baby momma. Just leave Shai where you met her at." She says. I sigh. "Damn. Reign probably ain't even finna let me see my baby." I say, massaging my temples. The last thing I'm worried about is getting with a bitch. I'm so damn stressed the fuck out right now. "Yes she will. You worrying about the wrong thing. Where you wanna go though? Gas ain't cheap." She says.

"Shit, Risha. I don't even know. I'll fuck with you on the gas money. Just kick it with me for now." I say. "I'm just playing. You don't owe me nothing. You got somewhere in mind or what? We can't keep on sliding like this." She says. "I know. Take me to Vonte house." I say. She nods her head. "Bet." She says. I really can't even believe I'm so deep in some dumb ass shit. I shot a pregnant girl of all people. I gotta be the stupidest nigga in the whole state of California. Naw, fuck that. The dumbest nigga in the world.

My phone starts ringing. Reign calling? That shit's weird. Imma answer it though. "What you calling me for?" I ask her. "Don't ask me with an attitude. You the nigga that tried to kill my brother. Did I try to kill your brother?  No, I did not. So, lose the attitude." She goes off. "Mane, bitch fuck you and yo brother. Get off my phone with that shit." I say, hanging up in her face. I ain't hearing no bullshit coming out of a women's mouth today. All they do is spit out a bunch of bullshit.

"Did you just call yo baby mom a bitch?" Risha asks in disbelief. "Fuck that hoe. She knew her brother was fucking Shai too. I can't fuck with her." I say. She shakes her head. "Don't go and make this shit worse than it already is. She carrying your son or daughter so you can't even talk to her like that." Risha fusses. "It is what it is. I don't have to be fake with her sneaky ass just cause I got the bitch pregnant. Fuck her." I say. "Stop it. Quit dogging her like that. If she fuck around and tell her people, what you gon' do?" I ask. "Fuck them too as far as I'm concerned. Bet money they knew. Matter fact, we finna pull up to her pops crib." I say.

Her eyes widen. "What?" She asks. "You heard me. I'll say that shit to Ant face and won't give a fuck. I bet all of them knew and got a good ass laugh from the situation. I wanna know. That shit so disloyal. Mothafuckas sat up smiling all in a nigga face knowing that shit was happening. Vonte tried to put me up on game but I thought that nigga was high and bullshitting. So, if Vonte knew, I bet everybody else did." I say, getting mad all over again. "Even if they did know, why you shocked they didn't say shit? That's they blood brother or son. You wouldn't rat Sean out and you know it." She says.

"I wouldn't even let Sean do no shit like that." I say. "Nigga, I know for a fact you fucked around with girls who already had boyfriends and shit. And what you mean you wouldn't let Sean do that? You wouldn't let him fuck another nigga bitch?" She asks. "I wouldn't let him fuck with one of his bestfriends that's like family's wife, Risha. That shit messed up." I say. She sighs. "I don't think they owe you no explanation so going over to the nigga house starting shit ain't even smart." She says. "Whether you pull me up over there or not, Imma still go." I say. She sighs. "Okay." She says. It's whatever with me when I get there. Fuck them.

JESSICA

I'm cleaning up the mess in the living room with a few of my kids. "Serenity, go take that shoe to daddy's room." I demand. This little girl is just throwing Ant's new shoes around like a football with Sage. I do not feel like hearing that nigga mouth for the billionth time today about his shit. "Can we have some fun? Daddy won't mind." She says. "Lil girl, go put that shoe up before I put my shoe somewhere that'll make your ass scream and cry." I warn her. She gasps as she runs away from me.

"That was funny." Majesty says, laughing as he wraps his arm around me. "Boy... ya'll kids sure do know how to stress me out." I say, looking him over. The only reason he's leaning on me is because he can barely stand up without being in so much pain. "You need to sit down. Don't your back and shit hurt?" I ask. "I'm good. I need to talk to you." He says. "About what?" I ask. He sighs. "I gotta be honest... I cared about Shai." He mumbles.

"I gave birth to you. Boy, I know you better than anybody in this world know you. Don't you think I know that already? You didn't fool me for one second." I say. "You act like I said I love her. I just thought she was cool and started caring cause I was always with her." He says. "You were with that girl by choice, not because you had to be. If you didn't want to, you never would've spent time with her. Your momma ain't a dummy, Majesty. I know what it is." I say. "Again, why you acting like I love that hoe?" He asks. "Watch yo damn mouth, first of all. Don't call her a hoe. And hell, do you love her?" I ask. "No." He answers, looking at me crazy.

I shake my head. I'm already tired of this conversation. I don't know why my kids put me in their business. If they're over eighteen, I don't know or care about who they mess with or lay with. That don't concern me. KeKe walks in with Drew behind him. "The fuck you want, nigga?" I ask, glaring at him. I do not mess with Drew at the moment. Reign told me and Ant what he said to her on the phone. On top of that, he tried to kill my son. Luck was on his side today. He lucky my gun isn't on me right now because I would have just shot his ass down right in this room.

"I want to know what the fuck everybody played me for." He answers, glaring at me. This ain't like the same Drew everybody's used to dealing with. It's more like the Drew before life got better for him. Therefore, I gotta treat him like a nigga I don't even know because niggas like him can be unpredictable when they get mad. He damn sure ain't in here with pure intentions. I can see the anger in his eyes right now. "Hoe ass nigga, don't question my fucking momma." Majesty says, taking his hoodie off.

"Majesty, stop it." I demand as they glare at each other. Drew starts laughing. "You got knocked out that bad? A nigga forgot what the fuck I did to his ass, huh?" Drew asks. "You soft as hell, my nigga. You ain't walk up on me on some real shit. You had to sneak in my crib and catch me off guard. You damn sure didn't take me out easily no way. Try that shit again. Go on and do it." Majesty says. I step between them, trying to end it. I know Majesty. Drew ass is as good as dead if he messes with Majesty right now. I know my son.

"Look at yo bitch ass. Yo fucking momma came to the rescue for you again, huh?" Drew asks, laughing. "Yo bitch came to the rescue for my dick and my balls. That's why you mad now, hoe ass nigga. Bitch made ass, fake Piru ass nigga. You coming up in this bitch acting hard. How you in my family house acting tough and shit? Step too close if you wanna die, weak ass nigga! Bruh, you ain't shit without my family but a fuckin' bum! You broke without us, nigga! Yo girl knew you wasn't shit and that's why she in love with me now!" Majesty goes off, laughing.

"Stop!" I yell as Drew's friend steps closer. "Um baby girl, who you stepping up to?" I ask. Judging her looks, she's a stud and thinks she can fight a grown ass man. "Bitch, I don't wanna hear that. Get yo son." She demands. "I'm me with or without yo fake ass family." Drew says. "Right. Fuck they think they are?" His friend asks. "Bitch, I will slap your ass upside the damn head! How in the fucking hell are you talking out the side of yo neck right now standing in my house? Drew, you know what the fuck going on with us! Get out!" I yell.

Ant rushes in here. "We got a problem or something?" He asks, cocking his gun and pointing it at Drew. "I already tried to spare you for what you pulled on my son and what you said to my baby girl. The only reason you ain't dead is because you my grandchild father. Fuck outta here or Imma empty the whole clip in you and yo bitch right here." Ant warns him. Drew nods his head, angrily walking out with his friend. I won't be shocked if he tries to go against us. All of this over Shai? I ain't believing this. Nobody can pay me to believe Majesty doesn't love her. Her pussy must have done damn crack sprinkled in the middle of it.

LALA

I'm on Facetime with Sean. He just called but I don't even know what he wanna talk to me about. We don't have shit to speak about. I especially can't fool with him after his brother tried to off my brother over a girl. Fuck we need to be cool for? I'm riding with Majesty and I'll hit Shai in her jaw again when I see her.

"You finna sit quietly or let me know what you want? I don't like wasting my time." I tell him. "Damn. Me and you can't be friends because of all the drama with my brother, yo brother, and Reign?" He asks, looking surprised. "We can't be friends cause you a fuck nigga. That's why." I correct him. "How?" He asks. "For the last time, you played a nigga on the cruise. You fucked me like yo lil hoe and then dipped on my ass." I say.

"That wasn't even like that. La, you know you my nigga. I told you I didn't use you for shit. Fuck I gotta use yo ass for some pussy for when I could easily get some from somebody who know how to fuck something other than girls in the first place?" He asks. "You tell me. That's exactly what you did, nigga." I say. "Bruh, you doin' too fucking much. I said I'm sorry if it felt like a nigga used you, aight? Cause I didn't use you. I like you... like a girlfriend." He says. "Bye." I say, hanging up on him. I don't want no damn boyfriend.

My mom walks in here looking mad. "Was that Sean?" She asks. I nod my head yes. "Stay off the damn phone with that boy. His pussy ass brother just came over here starting shit. I don't know what motives they got so leave his ass the hell alone." She demands. I nod my head. "You been fucking?" She asks. "No. I don't even mess with nobody no more." I say. All my bitches got eliminated.

"No. Let me rephrase that. Have you been fucking Sean?" She asks. My heart just started beating so fast. "No." I answer. "You a fucking lie! Your lil narrow ass been having sex?" She screams, looking so shocked. "No." I answer. My dad walks in here. "No? Well, why the fuck you just have a conversation like that with his ass? Yeah, I heard yo ole fast ass! Ant, her ass ain't no fucking lesbian! She been fucking Sean!" She yells.

"It was a long time ago and was a mistake." I say. "Antayla, how the fuck you make a mistake like that? Popping pussy ain't no fucking mistake! That shit a decision!" She hollers. "Just like you decided to fuck my brother then kill the child? Hop up off her acting perfect, Jessica. She learned from the shit. So, drop it." He demands. Whoa. "You no good ass bastard." She snaps on him.

"You ain't the best yo damn self. Like I said, LaLa learned from the whole thing. It happened a long time ago on the cruise and that's when I dealt with it. Let it go. Stop reopening old wounds." He demands. "Oh, so you knew and didn't tell me? It ain't no old wound if I didn't know, dumb ass! But you know what, Mr. Daddy of The Year, fuck you! When she come home with her lil belly swollen cause she fucking pregnant, keep that same energy, okay? Stupid ass nigga!" She yells, storming out.

"I'm sorry I made ya'll fight." I say to my dad. "LaLa, we fight anyway. You good." He tells me. "I regret it too." I say. "It's in the past. We don't have to discuss that shit again. Don't worry about yo momma crazy ass. She'll be okay." He says. "Ya'll really hate each other now." I mumble. "Me and her could never hate each other. Shit just been real rocky.] Don't worry about it. Finish what you was doing." He says, walking out my room. I ain't even surprised by her reaction but damn. I stay in some dumb shit.

MAJESTY

"Majesty, bring your ass here!" My momma yells, storming in the kitchen where I am. "What?" I ask. "You better not be still messing with Shai. You created a whole ass issue with Drew over that bitch." She goes off. This shit so random. It's like she went upstairs somewhat calm then came back down pissed off as hell. That's crazy. "I ain't." I say. I should kill that nigga. The more I think about the situation, the more I wanna pull up and off his bitch ass for that pussy shit he pulled.

She shakes her head. "Ridiculous ass fucking kids." She says. "Why you cussing like that? What's wrong?" I ask. "Your lil sister been having sex and if you tell me you know, I'm gon' break your jaw, Majesty." She warns me, balling her fist up. Damn, she dead ass serious about breaking my jaw when I don't even know what she pissed off about in the first place. My momma is a psychopath in real life. "How was I supposed to not know she be having sex? Everybody know Reign pregnant." I say, looking at her funny. She showing and everything. What is she talking about?

"No, Majesty. Do I look dumb? I clearly know how Reign got pregnant. It damn sure wasn't immaculate conception." She says, being sarcastic as hell. My momma is a damn asshole. "Who then?" I ask. I'm confused. Serenity and Dream don't even know what sex is right now and LaLa like pussy just as much as I do. "Antayla." She answers, in tears but still looking pissed. I'm shocked as hell. "Huh?" I ask. "On that damn cruise ship, she got her some dick. Ain't no way in hell she no damn lesbian cause she as straight as a line for Sean." She goes off. I'm so shocked. I don't even know how to react to it.

"LaLa and Sean... had sex? That's why she was so mad on the islands." I say. It's clicking. Sean must've did some dumb shit. LaLa straight man handled that lil nigga in front of all those people. "I didn't expect that ." I admit. She shakes her head. "It never fails. If I get a pregnancy test and that girl done got knocked up, I'm going to jail." She says. "Ma, I know you worked up but calm down, aight? Handle it when you calm down so it can get handled the right way. Don't hit her for it." I say. "Yeah, when you fuck around and get another one of these broads pregnant with your first daughter, I want to see how calm you are about things." She says. I shrug my shoulders. I got a son so  at least these ain't worries of mine.

"Look who finally woke up." I say, smiling at Major as he walks in here holding Reign's hand. Sometimes, I can't even believe I made somebody so special. He so small and innocent right now. He walks up to me then lifts his arms. My back is hurting bad as hell but that ain't stopping me from holding my son.

"Daddy!" He exclaims, hugging my neck. "Wassup?" I ask, rubbing his hair. "Shat?" He asks, looking around. He can talk some but mostly in gibberish because he still is a baby. "Shat?" My momma asks, looking at him crazy. "Bad word." She fusses. He shakes his head no. "No bad words." He says, whining. "Shat!" He yells, pulling my shirt like he irritated. I pop his arm. "Stop snatching on daddy's shirt, Major. What do you want?" I ask, watching him throw a whole ass temper tantrum in my arms. He just slapped the fuck out of me. Oh hell naw. I'm finna beat his lil ass.

I sit him down while he cries. "Didn't I say stop it? Don't you know better than to hit daddy? Huh?" I ask, spanking his legs while he cries harder. "You don't put yo hands on me, Major. Do it again and I'll hurt you." I warn him, hitting him one last time. I'm obviously not hitting him hard but the little taps hurt him. It's just a lil bit of correctional licks. My son ain't finna act shit like we did growing up. I believe in beating his ass cause he knows what he be doing when he does that shit.

He stands up, sniffling and wiping his eyes. "I want Shat." He mumbles, folding his arms across his chest. "What are you talking about?" I ask. He walks closer, pulling me down by my pants leg. I'm watching as he feels my pockets. "You want my phone?" I ask. He nods his head yes. I take it out my pocket then hand it to him. "He might not want that phone. He'll be messed up for life." Reign says, making me laugh. I just heard the doorbell ring. "I got it." I say. "Naw, make your damn daddy get it with his old, rusty ass." My momma says, rolling her eyes.

I chuckle, watching her. My parents are so weird. "What you had to tell me earlier?" I ask, remembering what she told me when she handed me a blunt earlier today. She glances at Reign then back at me. "Why you look at me like it ain't my business just because you got all these issues with me?" Reign asks with an attitude. "It's none of ya'll's business but I choose to share things with my kids to keep down the confusion. I live my truth and I embrace my fuck ups instead of walking around bitter, hollering about who and what I regret. You should try it." She says back to Reign, matching her attitude.

"Who walks around bitter though?" Reign asks. "You do. I can't even count how many damn times everybody heard you whining about your baby daddy being Drew. At this point, grow up, hell. You can't say you wish he wasn't your baby daddy if you did everything it took to make that baby with his ass." My momma says. "Yeah, Reign. She keeping it real right now. Everybody know what eventually comes from raw sex." I say. "Okay, as if you got room to talk, Majesty. You complain about Precious everyday." Reign says. "Yeah, for different reasons. My baby momma didn't do right by my son so I got the right to talk about her. He a bitch but the only reason you be talking down on him is because you wish it was Qua baby." I say

"Nigga, you don't know shit. I wanna see what you say when you get that hoe who almost got you killed pregnant. You know you ain't done with her yet." Reign goes off, rolling her eyes. I throw my hands up, surrendering. "If you think Imma get into it with yo crazy, cry baby ass, you got life fucked up." I say. "Don't then." She says. "Ya'll better watch ya'll mouths talking to each other like that in front of me." My momma demands. "I apologize." I say. I be having to remember I can't cuss Reign out in front of my momma like I want to.

I hear my dad's laughter coming from outside of here so he must be laughing hard as hell. I watch as he walks in here. "Aww hell naw." I say, staring in disbelief as Shai follows him in here. Her hands are shaking and she seems scared and depressed. What the fuck this girl doing at my momma and pops house? I know she ain't pregnant again so what the fuck do she want from a nigga? "Shat!" Major exclaims, running to her and jumping on her. My eyes widen as my dad laughs even louder and harder. My mom and Reign are staring at Major hugging Shai tight like they can't believe what they just heard and saw. Hell, neither can I. I didn't even know he paid her attention. What the fuck?

"Hi, Major." Shai says, picking him up. "Daddy hit me." He mumbles. "Why?" She asks. "I... I hit him." He answers. "You can't hit your daddy. Did you say you're sorry?" She asks. "Sorry, daddy." Major says, grabbing some of Shai's hair. "Bitch, put my son the fuck down, bruh. Fuck you want? What yo snake ass doing over here?" I snap on her. I haven't talked to this bitch since shit blew up and I still feel like she set me up. Why the hell would she hold my son like shit sweet? "Right." Reign agrees, glaring at Shai as she puts my son down. This only made my dad laugh even harder.

"Reign, be quiet and get out. Take Major with you. Ant, getcha childish ass out too. I wanna talk to these two alone." My momma says. "How you wanna give somebody advice when you need advice yo damn self, crazy fuck?" My dad asks, still laughing at the situation. My momma closes her eyes, taking deep breaths. "Antasia, I would like to stop arguing with you. I would like for the insults to stop. I just want respect from you. Either exit the room or act like a grown man instead of a child." My momma calmly says.

He chuckles. "This my house. If I wanna stay for the conversation, Imma stay." He says. "What conversation? Bruh, I don't have nothing to say to this girl. Nothing. She set me up and it is what it is. Bounce." I demand. She looks at me crazy. "Set you up how, Majesty? What are you talking about?" She asks, raising her voice some like what I said is so surprising. This bitch knows damn well what I'm talking to her about right now.

"Mane, you know what I mean. How the hell that nigga break in my house without no kind of alarm going off or none of that? It wasn't no forced entry. Only a few people know where me and Noble hide that spare key and you one of those people! I got with Ashley so you got mad, told that nigga everything out of spite, then told him how to get at me! Stop playing dumb!" I go off on her. "Am I the only one that wanna know why somebody you just fuck and ain't feeling know where a key to yo crib is?" My dad asks. "It ain't that deep. Pops, chill." I demand. "It sound deep to me. I'm just sayin'." He says.

"You sound so fucking stupid. Why would I set you up if I love you, Majesty? Why?" She asks, in tears. I chuckle. "You love me? Fuck off with that love shit, crazy bitch. You don't love nobody. You ain't shit but a bitter ass, psychotic hoe." I tell her. "Majesty Janelle Mitchell, watch your gotdamn mouth! You don't talk to her like that! Hell, especially not in front of me!" My momma yells, making the room fall silent.

"I can't believe you just said that to me." Shai says as her voice cracks. "Believe it then. Get out of here." I demand. "I would never, ever set you up, Majesty! Never! Leave that to the whore you chose over me because she's the one pressing extreme charges and telling police whatever they would like to hear! Yes, I've been being nosey! That's who you should worry about setting your ass up, not me! I'm not sure why you're putting on a show for your family but I wish you would stop pretending like you don't care! You know you love me! Be honest with your fucking self for one time in your life! I just told him the truth about what I've been doing and who I would rather be with which is you! I even called Qua and tried to get him to warn you! You blocked me after I constantly called to tell you that he knew and to be alert! So, stop playing these games!" Shai screams.

"Mane, whatever. Shai, you knew what you was doing. And ain't nobody fucking pretending. I don't love you. Hell, I don't even like you. Get real with yourself. What kinda nigga wanna be with a broad who cheated on her husband with a nigga he became a man with? Who want a girl who fucked almost thirty niggas at the age of twenty two? Who want somebody like yo ole disgusting ass?" I ask, glaring at her.

"Majesty, shut up. You ain't about to shame this girl for who she has decided to sleep with. You became her equal when you fucked her and ain't no telling who all you done stuck your damn dick in. You care about her so stop playing with her life." My momma goes off. "Trifling ass. How dare you body shame any woman? Boy, you knocked up a prostitute who openly did drugs. Your life ain't no better than Shai's and your mistakes ain't no greater." She adds. Damn, how my momma taking her side?

"I agree with Jessica. This shit out of line." My dad says. "Aight, that's fine. All I know is she can get out cause I'm through with her. I just said I didn't wanna talk to her. Now look at her crying. It's ya'll fault the hoe leaving with hurt feelings." I say. Shai bursts into tears, storming out of here. My dad shakes his head. My momma looks at me. "You know better." She says, bumping into me intentionally on her way out.

"You didn't have to do her like that. To be real, Drew reacted how any nigga would've reacted and that shit wasn't exactly her fault. You the one that was on pussy shit and not paying attention. You can't blame her cause you was caught slippin'. You wrong but this shit ain't my business. She actually kinda nice though, all jokes aside." My dad admits, shrugging his shoulders as he walks out of here. I don't care. Shai ain't worth shit. She can die slow.

I'm walking out. I can hear her hollering and crying. I peep around the corner. My momma is holding her in her arms, rubbing her back while she cries hard. "What the hell?"  Reign mumbles, walking beside me. "Fuck her. Momma wanna feel sympathy for the hoe all of a sudden and shit when she can't even stand Shai." I say. Me and Reign are watching my momma console her on some fake ass shit. I'm shocked my momma even doing that shit.

"I'll be alright. Jessica, I wouldn't do anything to hurt him. I would never, ever. I love him too much. But it's fine. I'll make it through this. I just never expected him to break my heart so bad." Shai says. My momma sighs. "Shai, a whole lot of unexpected and heartbreaking shit gon' happen to you. Don't be a dumb ass like me, sticking around and hoping for the best. I wasted so much of my damn life worrying about a man loving me and seeing how special I am. That's my son but if he don't fuck with you, let him go. You're pretty. A man somewhere will admire you and love you. Don't even go looking for no love. It'll find you." My momma says. Shai nods her head, giving my momma another hug as she cries some. This shit making a nigga wanna throw the fuck up.

Shai left. I'm just chilling in what used to be me and Noble's bedroom while I play with Major, Amari, and Sage. My momma walks in here. "You know you owe her an apology." She says. "No I don't." I say. "Karma is a bitch." She says. "Good for Karma." I say
"Bad word, mommy." Sage says. "I'm sorry, baby." My momma says, wrapping her arm around him. Amari walks closer to her. "Wassup Mari?" She asks. He shakes his head then lays it on her thigh. Reign walks in here. "I'm going to visit Wendy. I'll be back later." She says. "Talk to Qua while you at it. He butt hurt." I say. She rolls her eyes then walks out. Damn, she left without even giving our momma a proper bye. Reign's baby gon' drive her ass crazy one day.

REIGN

I'm at Wendy's place. She's all in her feelings about my brother. "I just don't get him." She tells me. "He loves Jaylah, Wendy. It is what it is. He's loved her for a long time and they have a baby together. It's not easy to forget somebody like that." I tell her. Yes, I would rather Qua than Drew but I can't keep acting like I hate Drew when I don't. We have history that can't be erased. Noble loves Jaylah. That's just something she has to understand.

"He didn't have to make a bitch fall in love. I saw them online. They got right back together on my ass." She says, showing me a picture of them Noble put on his Twitter almost an hour ago. They're kissing on the picture. Dang, I guess they are together. "I'm sorry." I say. I honestly don't know what else I'm supposed to say. Wendy is a new friend but Noble is my brother. I'm not allowing her to bash him for not wanting him. I don't even want to know.

"I'm sorry. My bad, Reign. You pregnant and everything. I know you don't want to listen to no problems I have with your big brother. I'm the one that fucked with a nigga that's fresh out of a relationship with a girl he having a baby with." She says. "It's cool. You can't help who you love." I say. "Where Qua at? Y'all need to get back together." She says. "Girl, I don't wanna talk about him. He got mad at me and I just don't feel like thinking about it." I admit.

She nods her head. "Can I touch your belly?" She asks. I lean back on the couch, trying to catch my breath. I'm always out of breath. Being pregnant ain't no joke at times. "Yeah, sure." I answer. She pulls my sun dress up then touches it. "It's so hard. I can't wait to have my first child. I hope I ain't one of those bitches that get knocked up in my forties or some shit." She says, making me laugh. "Fuck a nigga raw and yo wish will be granted." I joke.

She's rubbing my belly in circles. People are always trying to rub on my belly once they find out I'm pregnant. "You think it's a boy or a girl?" She asks. I shrug my shoulders. "I'll be able to know when I go to the doctor soon. I hope it's a boy but it really doesn't matter. What you think I'm having?" I ask. "A girl." She mumbles. She kisses my belly then rubs it again. I raise my eyebrow as her hand slips up further to one of my titties. I'm not wearing a bra so maybe, she accidentally touched one of my boobs.

She kisses my belly again. Why is she kissing my stomach? She reaches up again, caressing my nipple. I raise my eyebrow as she kisses all over my belly. She reaches up again, gripping one of my titties. Now, I know she didn't do it on accident because she's holding on to it. "Between me and you, I love when you don't wear bras." She mumbles, gently massaging my nipple. "You do?" I ask. She nods her head yes. "Why?" I ask her. "Because... you have sexy titties." She shyly answers. "Oh." I mumble as she feels on them. I don't know what else to say.

She moves her other hand between my legs. "If you don't want me to touch you, let me know. I'll stop." She says, sounding nervous as hell. "You don't have to." I say, letting her play with my pussy. She's good at it. She slides my panties down then takes me into her mouth. My eyes widen. Whoa. Am I really getting my pussy ate by my brother's fuck buddy? I push her away then stand. "You know what... you got issues. You ain't using me to get back at Noble for not wanting your ass. Be glad you got to taste a bitch like me though. Bye." I say, fixing my dress as I head to the door. The fuck my extra horny ass even let her touch me for in the first place?

"Reign, I was just experimenting. I told you I would stop but you didn't want me to. Are you really done being cool with me because of this shit?" She asks, following me to my car. "Get back." I demand. I'm honestly uncomfortable a little bit. She doesn't say anything as she watching me get in a drive off. Wendy just ate my pussy for a couple of minutes. I didn't even know she liked girls. That's interesting.

-

After a lot of debating, I decided to come to Qua's condo Wendy has been blowing my phone up. Her texts are mainly apologies. It's weird. Is it bad that she turned me on and her tongue felt really good? I'm so in shock. I wonder if Noble would mind me getting some from her. She is kinda cute and I do like women. What'll be the harm in it? No, never mind. That's not good.

I'm knocking on Qua's door. I know he's in here because I hear talking. He opens the door. He's shirtless and in his underwear. "You can't be here right now." He bluntly says. "What? Move, let me in." I demand, pushing him out of my way. I walk in. His ex girlfriend Chanel is standing here butt ass naked in his house. I'm seeing nothing but red right now. I draw back then slap the shit out of him. "Fuck you! What is she doing here? You mad because I don't want my child's father in jail so you go and fuck your ex? Really?" I yell at him. I'm so angry right now.

He isn't saying anything. She just ran in the back. "Naw, hoe! Don't run bitch!" Itell, sprinting after her. I snatch her by her neck then slam her on the floor. I'm beating the dog shit out of her while she fights me back. "Stop!" Qua hollers. "You fucking pregnant!" He adds, yanking me away from his hoe. I snatch away from him. "This is the most fucked up shit ever! You in your feelings so you call your ex? Nigga, fuck you!" I scream. I finally gave him a part of me and now he does this.

"Reign." He says, grabbing my arm as I walk out. "Let go of me!" I demand, fighting back my tears. I don't even know what to say right now. It's taking everything in me to not cry. Beating the shit out of her didn't solve anything. This genuinely hurts. "Qua, I thought you were different. I just don't understand. I never said I wanted to be with him. I just want my baby to have him. Instead of talking to me, you did this? I'm hurt." I admit, crying.

"I didn't try to hurt you and you know I wouldn't ever hurt you on purpose." He says. "What in the world do you call this then, huh? What is it?" I snap on him. "I thought you wanted him and to keep myself from being hurt, I called her on some rebound shit." He admits. I shake my head, walking out of his condo. He follows behind me. "Reign, come on..." He says. I ignore him as I walk away. Fuck him.

-

Here I am, back in Wendy's living room. "I'm sorry for earlier. I don't want it to ruin our friendship. I didn't do that to upset Noble or nothing stupid like that. To be completely honest, I've never messed with another woman like that. I thought you were sexy when I watched you twerk and shit when we met in Vegas. I thought me being attracted to you was weird. Even now, I don't know how to control how I feel and I only feel attracted to you." She admits, nervously shaking like that was something she wanted to say but was too afraid to say.

I nod my head. "What you like about me?" I ask. She raises her eyebrow. "Pregnant and all, you look good as hell. Your body is sexy. Hell, you sexy in general, bitch." She admits. I stand up then take my dress off. Her eyes widen as she stares at me naked.  I walk closer to her. "You just gon' stare?" I ask. She hesitantly wraps her arms around my waist.   I lean in then kiss her on her lips. She smiles some while she kisses back. She sticks her tongue in my mouth as she squeezes my ass some. She's a really good kisser.

I step away from her then pull my panties down. She looks down between my legs then gets on her knees. "I've never done this other than with you. So... don't get on my ass if my head game is lame." She says. I pull her mouth closer, holding her by the back of her head. She's licking me slowly and it feels so good. Wendy is so cute. I just might return the favor. She got my pussy wet as hell.

I push her away then kiss her so I can taste myself. Her lips are all shiny from being between my legs making me feel good. "Take this off." I demand. She takes her tank top off. I get behind her then unhook her bra. "You are so beautiful." I mumble, kissing her back. Her body is so nice. Nothing is too big or too small. "Thank you." She says, blushing. I spin her around to face me. I lean down some, taking her right nipple into my mouth. She's moaning while I suck on her nipples.

I pull her pants and panties down. I look down at her pussy. It's nice and bald. "Lay back." I demand. She lays back on the couch, spreading her legs. I touch her pussy, smiling. "Damn." I say. Her pussy is so wet for me right now. I get down, teasing her with my tongue. "Reign, please." She begs me. I'm eating the shit out of her right now. She tastes good and I just love how she responds to it. She's moaning and shaking right now.

"Oh my God." She moans loudly, digging her nails in the couch. I'm not stopping yet. I've been going in for the longest and I can't stop until she has an orgasm right in my mouth. Her body jerks up while she grabs my head tight. I pull away. She pulls me close then kisses me with tongue. I pull away. Now, I'm sitting on her face, enjoying every second. Nobody has to know about us.

Wendy and I just finished up. We're both laid on the couch exhausted. She smiles at me a little. "What?" I ask. "Nothing." She answera, giving me a kiss. I kiss her back then reach between her legs. "Reign, you sure you ain't a lesbian?" She asks me while I play with her. "I'm sexually attracted to women. That's about it." I answer. I'm not ashamed of the fact that I've slept with women. Wendy might become my bad habit though.

She stands up. "Is this a one time thing?" She asks. "It's whatever you want it to be." I answer. "I want it to be more. I want this to happen more." She admits. "Then, that's what it's gonna be." I say. She turns with her ass to face me then starts twerking. I'm laughing as I stare at her pussy from the back. Nobody will ever know and even if they do know, nobody can judge us for shit. If I wanna eat some pussy here and there with a friend, that's what I'll do.

KEEP IN MIND THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY. CALM TF DOWN. REIGN & WENDY AREN'T REAL SO KEEP IT IN MIND B4 YALL GO OFF ON ME. SORRY IF UR HOMOPHOBIC 😂😂😂

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