Look at the pic in the media. If anybody was wondering the same thing, there's your answer. Yes, I know God has a capital G but like I said, I type it like that for a reason when my characters say "on god."

Oh, and another thing, the reality of it is, I do not feel like updating all the time and I am a stressed out and HIGHLY annoyed college student so updates will not be as fast as they were a while ago. Another thing, 4 those who read CONNECT, I know it's been a while but an update is coming very soon, hopefully in a day or 2.

"You're not mine and I'm not yours.
But I wish you were, and I wish I was.
Turn back the clock, baby I'll be so much better. We could be better." - Janine

2 DAYS LATER

MAJESTY

"My momma ass gon' kill me if she find out I'm out here driving on this medicine." I say to Shai. "Are you going to your family's home after this?" she asks. "Yeah." I answer. My momma being the bossy woman she is made me and Reign come straight to the family house when we got back home from Vegas because we got fucked up the worse in the accident and we really ain't supposed to be up at all. Noble picked me up from their house and took me to ours. Shai has been over at my crib taking care of me. She be cleaning my wounds and shit like that. I don't let her cook shit in my house so she just be warming me up foods my momma sent to me. I'm shocked she even stuck around trying to help me out without putting my dick in her mouth or talking freaky shit to me. I'm finally taking her to her momma's house now.

"Are you going to tell her you've been driving?" she asks. "Hell naw, you must want her crazy ass to kill me? Imma just call Qua and tell him to come get me from my house and take me back to the family house." I say. "Are you sure? You can really just take me back to my house instead of my mom's since it's closer. I'm sure Drew isn't at home right now. I don't want you driving on so much medication." she says, frowning. "I'm good." I say. I'm in more pain than I've ever felt in my life but I ain't no punk ass nigga so I'm straight regardless.

"What should I tell Drew?" she asks. "Tell him about what?" I ask. "About the scratches and the pulled ligament in my wrist?" she asks, pointing at the brace on her arm. "I don't know, to be honest. Can I be real with you about how I feel about the shit?" I ask, taking a deep breath. "Yes." she answers. "Fuck it if he find out." I tell her straight up. I can't keep sneaking cause it's too much for me at this point.

She looking all surprised as she stares at me. My phone just started ringing. I answer it then connect it to the car. "Wassup Reign?" I ask my lil sister. "Majestyyyyyy!" she sings. "Wassup?" I ask. "Um..." she slowly says like she trying to rememeber. I chuckle. Reign high as hell. She be in a lot of pain just like me since the bad accident but my momma refused to let her take the pain killers since she got all addicted when she was sixteen and since she was suicidal at one point. She be gone off cannabis pills and medicinal weed instead.

"Um what?" I ask. "Come back, please." she begs. "I am." I say. "Why you left?" she asks, sounding like a curious child. Reign be acting weird as hell when she high as fuck. "Had to drop somebody off." I answer. "Who, Shai? Oh." she says. "Yeah." I admit. "You like her?" she asks. "No. What you want, high ass fucker?" I ask, laughing and wincing from the pain in my stomach. "Um... I want a third tattoo." she says. "Third?" I ask, confused. I thought my parents names was her first tattoo. "Yes. I have a weed leaf on my back. Surprise. Me and Qua got the same kind too and didn't know." she says, giggling. "Bye, Reign." I say, hanging up on her. She so weird.

"Why'd you hang up on her?" Shai asks. "As if you care. Y'all mothafuckas can't stand each other." I say. "She's not exactly my favorite person in the world to say the least but I am truly thankful for your sister." she says. "Thankful for what?" I ask. "Because, without her fucking up what Drew and I have the way she did, I never in a million years would have even thought about cheating on him. I know cheating isn't okay, but without her fooling around with him, I wouldn't have started having sex and spending time with you." she explains.

I chuckle. "Damn. Well, I'm proud of both of y'all, to be honest." I say. "Proud for what?" she asks. "Because, y'all got along the whole Vegas trip. She even swung for you and that's a big step for Reign. She fought some bitches for yo ass." I say. It may not seem like a big deal to Shai, but it is. Reign won't swing for nobody but family and Miguel so her sticking up for Shai shocked me.

"That was nice of her. That's the least she could have done after ruining Drew and I." she says. I chuckle. "Quit mentioning y'all bullshit ass marriage." I say. "Whatever." she says. I don't care about that so what she even telling me about it for in the first place?

"Speaking of fighting... I saw how you jumped on that bitch over me." I say, laughing and glancing over at her. I was drunk as hell that night but I remember how it all went down. She starts laughing. "Did you like my right hook?" she jokes. "That weak ass right hook didn't do shit. You need some boxing lessons." I say, laughing at her. She can't fight but at least she won before she got jumped. She rolls her eyes. "Sorry I'm not an untamed animal like you are." she sarcastically says

I reach over then grip her thigh. "Shut yo lil ass up." I demand. She moves my hand to her pussy. I glance over at her then back at the steering wheel. "Who said I wanna finger you?" I ask. "I did. Do it." she demands. "What? You had an abortion recently. Hell naw, I ain't finna finger yo lil graveyard." I say. She gasps. "Majesty, why would you even say something like that?" she asks, sounding heartbroken.

"It was just a joke and I ain't finna finger you yet, like I said." I say. "That's not a joking matter." she says. "Shai, I don't care, bruh. You got an abortion by choice. You ain't have no miscarriage, so I can joke if I want to." I say. "Yes, but those were still my babies and now they're dead." she says. "They was my babies too but naw, yo crispy ass just had to go and kill em cause you scared of yo man and shit. Trifling as hell." I say.

"Where is this coming from?" she asks. "I sat and thought about that shit. Mane, I know it's yo body and yo choices, but if I ever fuck up and get you pregnant again and you get an abortion, Imma kill you. I doubt I slip up again but if I do, the only reason for an abortion I'll accept if if it's complications with the pregnancy." I tell her. "Why won't you admit that you've fell for me too?" she screams at me. Damn, where that even come from? "Cause I haven't fell for a mothafuckin' thing." I answer.

She shakes her head, looking all emotional. "Really, Majesty? Why do you have so much pride?" she asks me. "Which one yo momma crib?" I ask, driving in a nice neighborhood. It's like a twenty minute drive from where I live at. "Are you freaking serious, Majesty? Every single time I mention the way you feel  for me, you change the subject." she says. "Look, Shai. Either point me to yo momma crib or get out right here and walk the rest of the fuckin' way." I say, giving her a serious ultimatum. She getting on my fucking nerves right now.

"You are not about to constantly speak to me with disrespect." she says. "How bout I don't speak to yo ass at all then, Shai? You became my biggest burden, on everything." I tell her. "No, you're your own fucking burden." she says, rolling her eyes. "How? How the fuck am I my own burden?" I ask. "Because, you try to make yourself believe you don't care about me when you know you do and you being in denial about your feelings for me is the fucking burden you're speaking of, not me." she goes off.

"Aight." I say, not even bothering with going back and forth with her. "You know what I'm saying is true. You freaking started a brawl in Las Vegas over me. You beat someone up and your family jumped those guys just because one of them was flirting with me in front of you. That in itself lets me know you feel the same way." she says. "Can you let it go, bruh? The only reason I swung on that mothafucka is cause I was drunk, first of all. Second of all, I got too much fuckin' pride to let another man intentionally disrespect me and think he got one up on me. That shit dead." I say. I don't know how to explain it but my pride wasn't finna let that shit slide.

She rolls her eyes. "You walked over to him and I aggressively when you saw the two of us laughing." she points out. "Which one yo momma house, Shai, damn?" I ask her. She points at a medium sized house that got a red Toyota Camry parked in the driveway. The lawn all nice and shit. It's an ordinary, middle class family home but still looks good as hell. "That's it." she says.

I just pulled up to the house. "Yo momma care if I pull in the driveway or she want me on the street?" I ask. "Either one is fine." she answers. I pull in the driveway behind the Toyota Camry. "Let me help you get yo bags and shit." I say, opening my door. I walk to the back of my car then open the trunk. Both of us just grabbed her shopping bags and luggages. "Wait... can I just sit this shit down at the door? Ion wanna meet yo momma." I admit.

"Why not? She's nice." she says. "Shai, you married as fuck and I damn sure ain't in no relationship with you. What I need to meet the parents for?" I ask. "She hates Drew and Drew hates her." she says. "That don't concern me. Look, my body hurting. Imma just sit these bags at the door then I'm out this bitch. Cool?" I ask. She sighs. "Sure, Majesty." she mumbles, walking ahead of me.

I follow behind her to the front door. Fuck. A woman just opened the door. Damn, the bitch didn't even give me no time to sit this shit down and get the fuck out of dodge. She takes the bags out of Shai's hands. "Well, come on in." she says, smiling wide and motioning for us to walk in. Damn, her mom got a gold tooth and I can tell she love that hoe. I wish Jessica Mitchell would.

I reluctantly walk in the house. Her momma seems like one of those women that came from the hood and became somebody then forgot about where she came from. I can tell she stuck up. "Hey how you doin'?" I greet her politely. At least my momma's crazy ass taught me to have manners and shit.

"Hi, handsome." she greets me as her eyes roam all over me. I raise my eyebrow. Is she checking a nigga out right now? Hell the fuck naw, bruh. I'm into some freaky ass shit but I ain't with none of that mother and daughter action so she can kill all that she on right now.

"Wassup?" I awkwardly ask. She waves me off. "Please, get your mind out of the gutter. I was examining you to make sure you're worthy of my precious Shaiann." she says. "Yo precious Shaiann is barely worthy of me. Fuck is you saying?" I ask. I don't know how I was supposed to take that so I'm offended. Fuck it.

She gasps. "Excuse me?" she says. Shai's mouth is wide open. "Mom, you sounded offensive. He's very nice but he's offended easily." Shai explains. "I can speak for myself. I ain't easily offended but you looking at me all crazy and shit." I say. Her mom eyes me for a second. "Oddly, I like you, son." she says. "I gotta go." I say. "No, stay for a few minutes. Take a seat so we all can chat." She says. I sit down on the couch beside Shai, wincing from the pain my body is in. This shit better be worth my time, that's for sure.

"What's your name, young man?" she asks. I look at Shai. She smiles at me a little. "Majesty." I answer. "I'm Sharon but you can call me mother in law." she jokes, smiling wide. "No, hell naw." I decline it. "Why not? Shaiann is a great catch. She's beautiful because she came from me. She's intelligent as well. Her only mistake she's ever made in life is her marrying her piece of trash, unfaithful, disrespectful, ghetto husband Osaze. Gosh." she says, seeming disgusted. She think her daughter a saint and that's funny.

"She married who made her happy. You got yo own life, Miss. Let yo daughter do her." I say. Shai told me about how her momma be trying to live through her and I can already tell now.  I can't stand a mothafucka that stay concerned with the next person's life. Fuck all that. Can't nobody control me no matter who it is. "He does not make her happy but I'm sure you do." she says, smiling some.

"Well, Shai... Imma see you later on." I say. "No, please stay and talk." her momma says. "Stay and talk for what?" I ask, getting annoyed as hell. "How did you two meet?" she asks. "Well..." Shai awkwardly mumbles. I don't have nothing to say because if I give her momma the honest to God truth, Shai will be mad. She acting like she got an image she gotta keep for her momma. "Majesty, answer it." Shai says, looking at me like she need some help. "Her husband is my nigga and all that but he cheated on Shai with my sister so me and Shai started fucking on the low." I answer.

Her momma gasps then look at Shai. "Shaiann." she says. "What, mom?" Shai asks, rolling her eyes."What in the world has gotten into you, girl? You started to change when you started to hang out with that gangster Drew. Now, I see you're just a little gangster, thug girl yourself." she says. "Mom, that doesn't make sense." Shai says. "He's handsome but listen to the way he talks, look at the way he's dressed, his jewelry, and all of those tattoos." her momma says. "The fuck that mean?" I ask. I'm fresh as hell and my clothes, jewelry, tattoos, and shoes alone costed more than her house and car combined, I'm sure.

She eyes me then chuckles a little. "You like a challenge, I see. Well, I'll tell you. It means you're more than likely a thug. You're dressed like a drug man. Are you a gangster drug dealer?" she asks me. "You got a whole gold tooth in yo mouth. I know plenty of thug ass niggas with golds in they mouth. Do that make you a gangsta too?" I sarcastically ask.

She rolls her eyes. "Mom, please quit. I'm grown now and I don't need your approval for every single thing, alright? If I like Majesty, you should not care. Stop looking down on him. Just because you're an accountant and dad is a lawyer does not mean you're better than somebody else!" Shai goes off on her. Her momma nods her head, folding her arms across her chest. "We are better." she says in the most fucked up tone I've ever heard in my damn life.

"You better than me?" I ask, chuckling. "That's what the hell I just said, isn't it?" she asks. "You clearly don't know who I am and I really ain't even about to try to tell you or yo mustache. Shai, fuck you and fuck yo momma even more." I say, heading out of the living room. How the hell this  bamboo stick built ass bitch go from saying how she oddly like me to talking her bullshit about me? Fuck this hoe.

"Majesty, wait." Shai says, rushing after me. "What? Mane, I just said I didn't wanna meet yo fuckin' momma but naaaaaw, a nigga just had to try to be sympathetic and give yo ass what you want! I should've kept on going, bruh, fuck. Mane, fuck outta here." I go off on her. I get mad as a mothafucka real fast and this the prime example of how to piss me clean off.

"Why are you mad at me? I can't control what she says to other people, okay? I even stood up for you!" she says, trying to grab my hand. I move her hand away from me. "I never should've fucked you, I never should've raw dogged you, I wish I didn't slip up and get you pregnant, I wish I never fingered you when we played that bitch ass truth or dare game, I never should've said two words to you, I wish I didn't spend my money on you, and I wish I never met yo ass in fuckin' general! Mane, whatever the fuck shit me and you had going on is over with! Done as fuck, aight? It ain't no more sneaking around! Don't pop up to my fuckin' house no more, if yo ass come around my family with Drew, bruh act like yo ass don't even know my ass, and don't call my damn phone, Shai!" I go off.

She just staring at me in tears now. She steps back a little, wiping her face. "Why, Majesty?" she chokes out. "Bruh, Drew was one of my fuckin' bestfriends and you that mothafucka wife. The only reason I ever fuckin' approached you by that elevator is because I wanted to fuck you and play yo ass when it's convenient for me so I can get back at Drew for how that nigga was doing my sister. That nigga was using the shit outta Reign for some pussy when yo shit was lacking to his ass so I came at you on that same shit. Shai, if you thought I was on some fall in love shit with you, you fucking crazy. I'm done with this bullshit, my nigga. Fuck you and yo fucking momma." I say to her.

She just broke down crying. "So, this whole thing between us wasn't even real to you? This was just a game to you? Are you serious?" she cries out. I narrow my eyes at her, watching her cry. "Go cry to yo fucking husband." I say. She steps away from me, staring at me like she stunned. "What the fuck did I have to do with Drew using your damn sister for pussy? I'm just a wife who got her heart broken by her husband! I was innocent in the situation! Yes, I may be annoying but I was fucking innocent! They hurt me with that! I'm who was hurt! Why would he just leave me just because he was fucking her on the sides? It's her fault she got her feelings hurt and she became responsible for her own heartbreak the second she opened her legs for a married man! He's not dumb enough to leave who has been here for him just because she had good pussy! Why did I deserve to be played by you, Majesty? Why? How was I wrong for being upset over her openly sleeping with my man?" she screams at me.

"Ion give a fuck, bruh. That bitch ass nigga disrespected Reign like a mothafucka. That nigga been straight playing with her feelings from the jump. Yeah, it took both of them to fuck around but I don't give a fuck, bruh. He hurt her and since you that mothafucka wife, I wanted to hurt his ass through you." I say. "Fuck you, Majesty! What, is it because I'm with him? Is that why you're flipping out on me for no reason? Do you want me to leave him? I will leave him for you if that's what has you so angry! I fell in love with you and you are my soulmate!" she screams, full blown crying. I ignore her as I open the front door.

She quickly jumps in front of me, not letting me leave the house. "Move." I demand. "You heard what I said." she says. "What do you want to do? Tell me right now. I love him but what's the point in staying around waiting for him to love me again? He doesn't feel the same anymore and he acts like he doesn't even want to be near me these days. So, what's the point in me sticking around for disrespect just because I love him when I could be with you? You are not about to tell me this whole thing was just a plot. You treat me like your qeen and you make love to me. Why are you being like this? Majesty, if you want me with you and not him, tell me!" she goes off. "Get from in front of the door. You making me madder." I warn her.

"I don't care. You are not leaving." she says. I pick her up then move her. I walk out the door as she stomps behind me. "Majesty!" she cries, trying to wrap her arms around me. She need to get the fuck up off me. My body hurting and I got a headache. "Majesty, do not do this!" she hollers at me as I lightly push her away from me. I didn't full blown push her. I just did it enough for her to get the hint that she need to stay back.

Her momma walks out here. "Do not chase a man, Shaiann. Have I not taught you anything?" her momma scoffs, shaking her head like she disappointed in her. "Mom, you haven't taught me shit!" Shai screams at her momma, spinning around to face her. "Excuse me? You have lost your mind." Sharon says back to her. "No I have not! You and dad have not always been here for me and you guys know that, so, I wish you would stop pretending like you're a super parent all the time, okay? Where did I grow up,  mom?" Shai hollers. "You grew up in Compton." her momma answers.

"Yes, in Compton with my fucking aunt because you and dad were too busy doing drugs! You guys were strung out and came around when I turned seventeen years old, so, can we please cut the crap? I'm so tired of pretending like you're the perfect mother around others! You and dad were always high and never paid me attention which is how I ended up with Aunt Mya before she passed away! When your bastard brother threw me on an air conditioning unit and molested me and tried to rape me when I was only ten, you did nothing to help me! He fucking forced his fingers in my pussy and in my ass while he forced his kisses on me! If that old man didn't come outside and beat him up with his son, he would have been able to force  his dick inside of me when he tried to! I screamed and screamed while you guys were in the house having the fucking time of your lives with the rest of those bum ass junkies! Where were you then, mom, when I cried out for you? I literally came to you bruised and crying with half of my clothes on and what did you do? You beat me with your fist and accused me of lying on your baby brother!" Shai screams, crying harder.

"Shaiann... sweetie." her momma says. Shai rolls her eyes then covers her face with her hands, crying in them. Damn, this crazy as hell. She be telling me lil small shit about her mom like how she be trying to live her life for her. I could tell she didn't really fuck with her momma but damn, she didn't tell me this was the reason. Shai grew up in Compton? How the hell her proper, spoiled white girl acting ass grow up over there? I guess it makes sense if she was raised right in her auntie house and going to church on a regular basis. I'm just shocked. I thought her ass came from Calabasas or some shit. Maybe, Compton is where Drew met her good girl ass at in the first place though because I really can't imagine them crossing paths in no other way.

"I have done so much looking for someone to love me the way you and my dad should have been loving me. I have slept with so many different men just looking for someone to even care a little bit, mom. Just a little is all I've ever fucking wanted. Drew came around and made me happy and I literally did anything he asked me for because he was the most consistent person in my life. When we got together and he cheated on me the first time, I blamed myself and just stayed because I was too afraid to feel alone again and I knew he was my protection and wouldn't let any of the things I've been through happen to me again." she says. "And then Majesty and I started creeping around and I'm in love now. I've never been treated so good in my whole life. Drew hasn't even treated me as good as Majesty does. Now, he's standing here pissed at me because of how you talked to him. At least he treats me better than you have." Shai says.

"Shaiann, get a fucking grip! He just told you that he used your little dumb ass to get back at your sorry ass husband! Are you really stupid enough to beg and plead with a nigga who doesn't care shit about your ass?" Sharon snaps on her. "I was dumb enough to give you a chance after all you've put me through so you can't speak on this. If I love Majesty, that's what it is, okay?" Shai asks her with an attitude.

"You have always been and still are a stupid little girl." Sharon scoffs. "Well, I would rather be stupid for someone who treats me special." Shai says. "Shai, go get yo bags and let's go." I demand. "Oh, so, now you care about Shaiann? Bullshit." her momma says to me. I ignore her as Shai walks in the house, still crying. I'll at least drop her off to one of her friends or something because she obviously ain't fucking with her dumb ass momma and I really can't even blame her for it.

Shai just walked back out here holding plenty of bags. I open my trunk then take some of the bags from her, putting them in the car. "Leave then. You've always liked dumb ass men anyway." Sharon says. "How the fuck would you know what I've always liked if you haven't ever been shit to me? You were never a mother to me! However, you have been a fantastic mother to your fucking crack pipe and your heroin!" Shai yells at her.

"Be quiet. Get in the car." I demand, opening the passenger side door. Her momma angrily storms back in the house, slamming the door hard behind her. I get in the car then press then start it up. I put my seat belt on then pull out the driveway. Damn, I wasn't planning on doing this much driving today. That bad accident got me so paranoid and traumatized. I know I shouldn't be back on the road so soon but fuck it.

I'm driving in silence and I don't even know where I'm supposed to be taking her. "Where you wanna go?" I ask. She shrugs her shoulders, crying with one of her hands covering her face. "Don't act like you care, Majesty. Look at all of the stuff you've said to me." she says. "Shai, where you wanna go, mane?" I ask her again. "I want to go with you." she says. "That shit out of the question. I already said that. I'm just being nice so you need to let me know where to drop you off at." I say.

She sighs. "Drop me off at a store and I'll Uber my way home because I just don't know how to feel." she says. "You sure?" I ask. She nods her head yes. "That's fine." she says. I nod my head. I ain't about to beg her to let me take her to somebody's house so fuck it.

I just pulled up to the grocery store over this way. She ordered her Uber on the way up here. "There's a driver less ten minutes away." she says. I slowly nod my head. "Well, I'll just wait with you until they pull up so you ain't out here by yourself." I say. She ain't saying nothing as she watches me with some tears in her eyes. "I don't believe you really felt that way... the way you said you felt. I don't believe it. There's no way. Maybe, you did have ill intentions but I know you don't still feel that way." she says, looking in my eyes like she know she right about it.

I ignore her as I open my car door. "What are you doing?" she asks. I close the door then walk to the door. I walk in the gas station then nod my head at the white, female cashier as she smiles at me. My phone just started ringing. Damn, what the fuck Drew calling me for? I answer it then put it to my ear. "Wassup?" I ask, walking over to some different colored, medium sized teddy bears I spotted. Imma get some for my younger siblings, Jelena, Kenari, and Major.

"Sup?" he asks, sounding like he smoking. "Shit, headed home." I lie. "Aight. You good since the accident? How Reign doing?" he asks. He ended up not flying out to the hospital for whatever reason and I'm glad. "I'm good and Reign good. She shouldn't be yo concern." I tell him straight up. "You married, nigga." I add, chuckling as he laughs.

"Damn. When you gon' be at the crib? Imma swing by and fuck with you and Noble today." he says. "Imma be there in probably an hour." I answer. "Aight. Yo momma sent out a group text about a family barbecue at y'all momma and pops crib. You hitting that hoe?" he asks. "Yeah. Look, I'll hit you back when I get home." I say. "Bet." I say, hanging up. Damn, I forgot my momma and dad inviting the family to their house for some family barbecue to bring everybody together and to celebrate us not dying in the accident, pretty much.

My phone ringing again. Damn, now my momma calling. I walk over to the chip aisle as I answer it. "Hey ma." I greet her. "Mhm... I see your lil ripe green tomato head ass done snuck out that house and you out there driving on that medication. Let me find out you driving to get some pussy from Shrinkage is worth me putting my foot up yo lil ass." she immediately goes off. My momma seriously be forgetting I'm a grown ass man but that's just the way she is when she get all overprotective.

I chuckle. "Ma, I ain't even smashing Shai no more." I say. "You a damn lie. Boy, at that hospital, her ass was at your bedside like white on rice. Mhmm, y'all thought I was asleep when she snuck in that lil space in the bed and cuddled up to you and kissed all on your neck while you watched her like you were seconds away from busting a damn nut all in your hospital gown." she says. "Mom, that is so nasty." I hear Reign say in the background, laughing hard as hell.

"Jessica J. Vaughn Mitchell, please chill." I beg her, laughing my ass off while I grab myself a bag of regular Doritos. She starts laughing. "I done told your dumb ass about fucking that girl. When Drew kills you, Imma get on stage at your funeral and say I told you so. But hey, who am I to talk, baby?" she asks me. "It is what it is. We done smashing." I assure her. I'm serious. This shit with me and Shai went too far.

I walk over to the drink aisle then get myself and Shai some Sprites. "Anyways, where are you?" she asks. "The gas station. Why?" I ask. "Well, since your disobedient ass is up and out anyway, do me a favor. Can you get twenty bags of ice for the big cooler cause your daddy forgot to get some for the beer and drinks and get a few big bags of chips. No, better yet, get about ten cases with different varieties of chips instead. Bring some juices for all the kids that'll be there. Invite your friends. It ain't at our house no more. It's at Tez's get away home. I'll send you the address." she says all in one breath. Damn, they really finna do it big for this barbecue. Tez never be at his getaway mansion and I'm sure they inviting a few retired drug lords and their families that my family are cool with if they ain't having it at the family home.

"Maaaaa, that mean I'll have to stop at more stores and I don't feel good." I say. "Shut up. Take Shai with you." she says. "Naw, Shai finna go home." I say. "Take her so she can help you get all the stuff and make sure you feeling alright." she says. "It sound like you like Shai now." I say, feeling awkward. "I don't care for her but I can't control what you do just like I couldn't control what Drew and Reign were doing. I know I've made a lot of mistakes myself but I advise you to stop but if you aren't gonna stop, I'm not tripping over it anymore." she says.

"I guess. I'm done smashing, like I said." I say, walking up to the register with all my stuff. "Pops got some weed? He taking it to the cook out?" I ask, grabbing a royal blue lighter and throwing it on the counter as the cashier quietly scans my stuff. "I'm not sure. More than likely. Imma be honest with you, Majesty. Me and your dad are not on good terms." she admits. "Huh?" I ask, confused as hell. At the hospital, she was asleep on his chest and they were acting like it wasn't shit wrong.

I point at some Backwoods. "Gimme ten of em." I say to the cashier. "The both of us made some mistakes that we can't take back and now, we're in a rough patch." she says. I hand the cashier a fifty dollar bill. "Keep the change." I say to her, grabbing my stuff. It wasn't shit but like, two or three dollars left over after all this shit I got. "Is the topic of divorce in the air?" I ask her. Damn, I hope not. She sighs. "Yes, honestly. I did something he'll never forgive me for and I may not even forgive myself for." she says. I sigh. "Don't even tell me." I say, not wanting to know a single detail because I stay out of my parents' bullshit these days. I know she'll keep it real if I ever wanna know though.

"Do you really not feel good? If you don't, I'll just wake KeKe and Nariah up and send them to the store." she says. "Nariah over there?" I ask. "Yeah, she came by earlier and they're in his bed asleep. Her yellow ass was supposed to be in the kitchen helping me and Torren clean the meat but all she wanna do is lay up with your overgrown ass, won't leave the nest ass big brother. I'm mad at them cause they asses won't help." she says. "I wasn't finna let her watch me season the meat cause can't nobody buy my daughters know my recipe secrets but still, I wanted her help. All she wanna do is sleep." she adds, making me laugh.  Who gets mad at somebody for that? Only my crazy ass momma.

"Ma, how you mad about that?" I ask, opening my trunk and throwing the bags with everything except my lighter, Backwoods, Sprite, and Doritos in there. "Because, I bet they won't be sleep when they eating like two fat fucks so the least they can do is help me out. We have to season all this food and take it to Tez's house so Ant and them can put it on the big grill. Do you know how much food we gotta haul over there? A lot of your dad and granddad's people will be there." she explains. "I get it." I say.

She sighs. "Fuck. Majesty, Imma call you back, baby. Hurry up and get home. I forgot to get some Lamb chops for Nathan." she says. "You wanna just ride to the store with me?" I ask. "Yeah, come get me and Reign. We're trying to spend more time together and work things out." she says. "Aight. I love you." I say. "Love you more." she says, hanging up the phone.

I look over at Shai as I hand her the bag. "I got you something to drink and some chocolate cupcakes if you want it." I say, closing the door. "Thanks." she mumbles. "Where the Uber at?" I ask. "I honestly don't know." she answers, sighing. "Well, my momma want me to ride to the store with her and my sister. You wanna come?" I ask. Her face just lit up. "Yes, I do." she answers, trying to hide her excitement.

I nod my head as I open the glove compartment. "Ion like popping them pain killers so Imma depend on my weed." I tell her, grabbing the medicine bottle I got two grams of Gorilla Glue in. "You have a gun? I didn't know that. " She says, staring at the gun in there. I got one in my console too and I dare a nigga to run up on me wild. "Yeah." I say, opening one of the packs of Backwoods. I pull one out then open my console, grabbing my pair of scissors. I be cutting my Woods to make sure my shit tucked perfectly.

Shai just watching me roll this hoe. "Why don't you ever use the little grinder thing?" she asks. "I break my weed down with my hands cause Ion like my shit grinded up too much." I say. I love this shit chunky, on my momma. "Oh." she says, watching me put the flame to it a little. I put it in my mouth then light it. I inhale some of the smoke then blow it out my mouth in her direction.

I'm smoking and driving, heading to my parents house. "You gotta learn how to roll my weed up." I say to Shai. "For what if you wish you never met me and if you're done dealing with me?" she sarcastically asks. I ignore her then put it back in my mouth. Nobody wanna hear all that bullshit.

We just got in the house. They got so many boxes of canned drinks lined up in the kitchen. Reign, Miguel, Torren, and my momma are at the table now. I nod my head at everybody. Torren gasps. "Nephew, what is going on lil boy?" Torren asks me, pointing at me and Shai. "We just was smashing on the low." I admit. "But we done now, Uncle Torren." I add. He shakes his head. "Imma just stick to my man and what he do with his dick and not worry bout what your lil crazy ass do with yours." he says.

"This Shai." I say, pointing at her. "I know that, child. I recognized her from being Drew's wife." he says, putting emphasis on wife. I chuckle. "What's good, Reign?" I ask, giving her a hug and making sure I ain't too rough cause she in pain too. "Hey." she says. I nod my head at Miguel then kiss my momma on the cheek. "So, all y'all going to the store? If so, we gotta take one of the trucks and I ain't driving." I say. "We all are going and I'll drive." Torren says.

"You smell like some strong ass weed, boy." My momma says, frowning. I smile at her. "I gotta get high when Major not around. Grandpa Nathan and Laura got him so I'm getting hiiiiiiigh." I say, making her laugh. "Between you, Vonte, your daddy, and Reign, I don't know who is the biggest pot head." she says. I smile.

She looks at Shai. "Hello, Shai." she says, sounding like it took everything in her to politely greet her. "Hi, Jessica. Hey, Reign, Miguel, and Torren. I come in peace, I promise. I don't want any trouble." Shai says. Miguel rolls his eyes at her, eating some candy. Reign politely waves then looks at Torren as he flashes her a fake ass smile. I think they mainly don't fuck with her cause she sneaking off on Drew with me and the shit messy as hell.

My phone ringing again for the millionth time today. Oh shit, it's my old friend Alisha. She went to highschool with me and took classes with me all four years. She was cool as hell and we used to sit in class tripping. My family know her because we used to meet up and study on a regular basis. I never got in a relationship with her because we never had shit but a friendship and didn't ever try to cross those lines. She went to Howard University after we graduated back then and I wanna say she getting ready to go to medical school to be a surgeon or some shit. She definitely played a big ass part in me graduating high school with honors. Sometimes, I think about going to college like she did.

I answer the FaceTime call. "Wassup?" I ask, smiling at her. "Majestyyyyy!" she exclaims, smiling wide. "Wassup stranger? How you been?" I ask. "I'm good. I'm out here in L.A. right now. What's the move?" she asks, making me laugh. "Hey Alishaaaaa!" My momma exclaims, snatching the phone from  me. "Hey, Mrs. Mitchell. How are you?" Alisha asks. "I'm good, pretty girl. So, We're having a big barbecue today and tomorrow, we plan on taking food to different hoods and feeding families. Do you want to come?" she asks. "You already know." Alisha answers. "Cool. I'll have Majesty text you the address... or, he can come and get you." she says. "Come and get me from my cousin Sara's house whenever it's time, Majesty. I gotta call you back." she says. "Aight." I say, hanging up.

"Are you blushing?" Reign asks me, laughing. "Heck naw, never." I answer. "That's just my good friend and I never even looked at her like that." I add. "She is cute." my momma points out. "Yep, and they haven't seen each other in like four years. You excited to see her big ole booty?" Reign asks. "I don't view her like that." I say, laughing. I have never looked at her in no other kind of way but I have seen that ass. She slim thick. She skinny with a fat ass and some thick, athletic thighs and probably some B cup sized titties.

"Um... who is Alisha?" Shai asks. "My friend from highschool." I answer. "Did you date her?" she asks me. "No." I answer. "Oh, okay." she says. "Awww, look at Majesty and his girlfriend." Reign says. "She not my nothing. Fuck no." I say. My momma just threw her water bottle at me. "Watch yo mouth." she demands. "My bad." I say, picking the water bottle up off the floor.

My dad walks in here, not saying shit to nobody as he opens the refrigerator. I watch as he opens the freezer. He just pulled a bunch of king crab legs out. He silently grabs the bag of crawfish off the counter. "I thought it was all barbecue." I say. "It is. This shit for me and all my kids and that's it." he says.  Having a bunch of family from New Orleans be the shit cause they be cooking the best shit. My dad don't cook shit but seafood and it be so good. He looks back over here. "What the fuck Shamrock doing standing in my kitchen?" he asks, looking at Shai.

I chuckle. "Chill. We all going to the store. Momma said she can come." I say. He shakes his head, grabbing some crab boil stuff off the counter. I can look in his eyes and tell he stressed and been smoking but I ain't getting into it. I know they'll work it out like they always do. Whatever happened couldn't possibly be that bad.

JESSIE

I'm just getting off work and I've been here for  sixteen  hours straight. Tired is an understatement for what I am. I've been working like this back to back and I finally have three off days. It's all good though. Having my own shit and not needing my momma and dad for everything in life feels good as fuck. They throw  me money when they feel like it  but overall, I pay my own bills.

"Bye, Jessie." Eriona says to me as I grab my phone. "Bye." I say back to her. I haven't really talked  to her since that weird ass date we had when she told me she had a man and everything. I don't get into stuff  like that so I stopped talking and laughing with her all day. I ain't leading her on, period. "So... how have you been?" she asks, seeming nervous. "Fine." I answer, walking past her so I can get the fuck  away from this hospital.

"Wait." She says, grabbing my arm. I look back at her. "What's good?" I ask. "I'm really sorry about what happened a while back when you took me out to dinner." She softly says. "You good." I assure her. I don't even think twice about it. "Well... do you want to give it another try, Jessie?" she asks. "Naw, I'm cool on that." I answer, walking away from her.

"Jessie." She says, following me. "Eriona, I've worked sixteen hours straight for four days. A whole sixteen hours each day. I gotta get back to my daughter, I'm hungry as hell, my body is tired, and I'm sleepy as fuck. I'm irritated as hell. I've been in the trauma unit dealing with shit I wasn't nowhere near in the mood for. The last thing I'm trynna do is talk to you about that shit. Bruh, I'm not going on no dates when you got a nigga. Go tell yo rotten avocado lookin' ass boyfriend to take yo ass out. Damn, quit fuckin' with me about it." I say. This not the time when I'm tired like this.

"Who the hell are you going off on?" she lowly asks with an attitude, looking around and making sure nobody's around to hear her. "You." I answer. She nods her head. "Have a nice day." she says. I ignore her as I walk out the office type room. My phone ringing and shit. "Yes, ma? Jelena must be being bad?" I ask my momma. Jelena be getting her ass beat by my momma when she out of line so she barely ever acts up over there, so, I doubt that's why she called me. Jelena knows who not to try anyways.

"Nope, she's in the bed with KeKe and Nariah sleeping." she answers. "Ew, y'all got my daughter in there on they cum covered sheets?" I ask. She starts laughing. "Boy, calm down. He changed the sheets right before she got in there and I'm sure they don't fuck in my house." she says. "If you say so, ma." I say, laughing. What the fuck she think they be doing then? KeKe is always smashing her in different parts of the house.
He should just get his own so he can happily fuck on the stove or something.

"Anyways, I called because I want you to fall in love." she says. "That's out of the question, sweetheart." I tell her. "Why? I need more grandkids from you." she says. "You not getting no more from me no time soon." I say. She sighs. "You coming to the cook out, correct?" she asks. "I am, but, ma I'm honestly real tired. You know I've been working like a dog." I say. "I already know, which is why I need you to fall in love so you can have hot meals, massages, and pussy at home waiting for you when you get done with all of that life saving you be doing in the trauma unit. My baby is a nurse. I'm so happy!" she exclaims, making me laugh. "Chiiiiill, please." I beg her.

"I'm just messing with you, Jessie. But I'm serious. You can't be out here lonely forever. What about Eriona?" she asks. "I should've known what you was getting at. What about her?" I ask. "She's sweet and she is pretty as hell. Way prettier than those lil hoes you be liking pictures of online." she says. "Why you be stalking the pictures I like? Ma, you need something to do. I think you bored these days." I joke, making her laugh. She be doing the most random shit.

"I am not bored. I'm serious. I like her and I will not be satisfied until y'all give me some grandkids. Imagine your light bright ass and that beautiful chocolate skin having girl having some lil babies. I can just imagine how beautiful the baby shower will be." she says. "It sounds like you have baby fever. Oh, and I'm not trying to have children again. When I be working in labor and delivery, my head be spinning. I can't deal with it." I say, chuckling. It's just after hearing how my biological mother died then my baby momma dying the same way while giving birth, I get nervous and uncomfortable when it comes to childbirth.

"Boy, please. Anyways, invite her to the barbecue." she says. "Why, so she can find out my family is filthy rich and that I'm more than just a nurse? I'll pass." I say. "Nobody's gonna be walking around looking rich." she says. "Ma, she already was confused when I picked her up in a Lamborghini. She thought it was rented. Imagine what she'll start thinking if I pull up with her and she sees nothing but Bugattis, Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Rolls Royces everywhere, and everything of that sort parked some of everywhere and a bunch of niggas and women covered in designer and diamonds?" I ask. She sighs. "And she got nigga problems and Ion need her thinking she finna get saved neither." I add.

"Just invite her for me and if she asks, just say you got a rich uncle or something. It ain't like that's a lie. Vonte is rich..." she says. "Ma, you really want her to come that bad?" I ask. "Yes, Jessie." she answers. "I guess. I doubt she'll come now because I kinda went off on her." I admit. She gasps. "Why?" she asks. "Cause I'm tired and she was apologizing for our date going bad when she told me she got a nigga at the house that don't contribute and she had an anxiety attack. She wanna give it another try but I basically went off about how I ain't in the mood for that stuff." I say. I had to catch myself. I almost said shit.

"She's so sweet. Just give it another try, baby." she asks. "What about Jelena? Ion know, ma. She ain't ever seen me with a woman on my arm." I say. I ain't comfortable with it and especially if she ain't even my girlfriend. "Boy, Jelena will be playing with the kids and not worrying about you. If she asks, just tell her she a lady that works with you because that's all she is." she says. "Fine. I'll do it." I agree. I just ain't introducing her ass to my daughter if I don't have to.

"Yay! Okay, invite her and pick her up." she says. "Okay. Imma just come take a nap at y'all house cause if I take one at mine, I won't come to the barbecue." I admit. "Alright. See you soon. Love you. Gotta go, bye." she says, quickly hanging the phone up in my face. Damn, she rude.

I slide my phone back in my pocket then start walking all the way back to the office Eriona is chilling in. I walk in. She sitting and digging through her purse. "What?" she asks. "Um... why you still here? You off?" I ask. "I am off but I'm waiting for my cousin to get me in another two hours because my bitch ass boyfriend has my car and won't answer the phone." she says, seeming pissed.

I shove my hands in my pockets. "Uh... well, I'll give you a ride home, Eriona." I offer. "No, because if you feel that uncomfortable with me and if me trying to fix what happened is too much for you, you do not have to bother with it." she says, typing fast on her phone like whoever she texting is making her mad as hell. "My bad for going off. I'm just tired. If you want a ride, let me know." I say. "Sure. Thanks. My cousin is playing games and that piece of shit ass nigga won't answer the phone." she says. Damn, I've never heard her nice ass talk like that. I nod my head, watching her stand up.

She looks at me, waiting for me to walk. "Go ahead and walk. I'm behind you." I assure her. She eyes me suspiciously then starts walking. Of course, I just wanna walk behind her so I can look at her ass. She walking at a pace that got her shit clapping in her blue scrubs and it's like she walking with a sexy ass switch like she know I'm watching her. Gotdamn.

She looks back at me. "Are you gonna stop looking at my ass?" she asks, abruptly stopping. Damn, she just made me crash right into the back of her when she stopped like that. I quickly back away from her then clear my throat. My dick went straight on her ass. "Um... maybe, you should get some cold water. I see it and I felt it." she mumbles as I hold my bag I brought my lunch in over my crotch. I haven't had pussy in a minute so the slightest action be having me ready to fuck.

"You felt it, huh?" I ask, chuckling as we walk out of the hospital. "I definitely did feel it." she says. One of the women that works in the ambulance trucks just waved at me. "Wassup?" I ask her. "Hey, Nurse Jessie." she greets me, blushing. She probably old enough to be my momma but she stay flirting with me. I give her a side hug. "Girlfriend?" she asks, pointing at Eriona. "Co-worker." I answer, motioning for Eriona to follow me.

"You have so many women on you everyday. You still need the Pornhub subscription?" she jokingly asks. "Hell yeah." I answer, laughing as we walk all the way to the staff parking area. "I am the Pornhub subscription." she says, innocently smiling and walking ahead of me. I glance down at her fat ass. Oh, damn. She be so smooth with the words thinking I don't catch on to the flirting just because I ignore it.

"You the Pornhub subscription?" I ask, chuckling. "Yep." she answers. "Ion think you can compare to the Hub, Eriona." I joke. "I beg to differ." she says, glancing back at me as we walk through the parking garage. "Prove that." I say, wrapping my arm around her from behind while I unlock my Range Rover. She just got comfortable as hell with my arm around her. I spin her around to face me then pin her to the hood of my truck. "Talk yo shit." I say, smirking and standing between her legs. My dick hard as hell and right between her legs while she moves them a little, making her thighs rub all over my dick.

She bites her lip, looking at me. "Wassup with you?" I ask, pulling her in closer so she can feel how hard I am right on her pussy. She squirming and everything. "Mhmm... Jessie." she moans, closing her eyes while I kiss on her neck. I ain't looking for no love but the reality is, I'm horny as fuck right now and that's the only reason I'm all over her right now. She'll really just be a nut to me and nothing more.

She stands up then bends over with her arms stretched out across the hood. I get behind her then wrap my arms around her lower waist, feeling all on her. Damn. "You ain't tell me you was a freak." I say, gripping her ass. She turns back around to face me. "I'm not ever like this but you've always been so sexy to me. I change my hair up and keep my nails done to get your attention." she says, blushing. "Shit, you got my dick attention." I admit.

She pulls away then gets in the truck. I get in on my side then crank it up. "What's wrong?" I ask, buckling my seat belt. "Nothing." she answers. I pull out of the park then look at her as she turns my radio down. Damn, I actually was listening to that. I've been listening to a lot of Michael Jackson lately. It ain't no violence in that nigga love songs I be bumping and I like that.

"You sure?" I ask. "It's just that I feel like I gave you the wrong impression. I feel like I have you viewing me as nothing but pussy when that's not what I was shooting for. Yes, you are sexy and yes you do turn me on regularly, especially when we're working as crazy as it sounds." she admits. "Huh?" I ask, laughing. Niggas be in there with all types of  bullets lodged in them while we work and I be covered in blood from victims and just be dealing with some of everything from freak accidents all the way to pregnant women. I see it all. How the fuck do I turn her on in those moments?

"You do. You look so sexy in your hair net and mask." she says, laughing. I chuckle. "Aight, you tripping." I say. She starts smiling. "Wait, do you still have my address?" she asks. I nod my head yes. "But anyways, you've been attractive since I met you." she admits. "And I've wanted you to notice me for a while. I think I just made you think I'm okay with having casual sex and not a relationship. I want both." she says.

"Imma be honest. Love ain't nowhere on my list of shit I wanna fall in. However, I do need some good ass pussy. You got me covered?" I ask, chuckling. She smiles a little. "So... can you see yourself building with me?" she asks. I shrug my shoulders. "While you got a man, hell naw." I answer. She rolls her eyes. "I hate that nigga." she says, making me laugh. "That's yo own issue." I say.

"You amaze me." she says, watching me drive like she wanna straight up pounce on me right now and cause a wreck. "How?" I ask. "At work, you talk so proper but outside of work, it seems like you're a real gangster ass nigga." she says, making me laugh. I hear that shit so much. That's just how I was raised around niggas that really get down like that. "It's called balance. Shit, everybody gotta have a fake ass work personality." I say.

I stop at the red light then glance over at her while she bites her lip, squeezing her legs together. I reach over, slipping my hand between her legs. I watch as she slides her pants down. "Damn." I mumble, looking at her light pink lace panties. They look good against her dark brown skin. I slide them to the side then brush my fingers against her clit while I drive. I'm fingering the shit out of her wet pussy.

I fingered her all the way home. Her nigga not here so we still in the truck while I play with her pussy. She shaking and jerking all over the place. I'm massaging her clit with my thumb while I finger her with two fingers. She grips my hand, making some noises. I know she just came. This shit just got so wet. I look at her as I lick some of it off my hand. She got some good ass hygiene. I'll eat the shit out of her pussy eventually, more than likely.

She takes her seat belt off. I chuckle. Damn, she got my seat all wet. I stick my finger in her mouth, letting her lick the rest off and taste herself. She reaches over then pulls my pants down. I've been at work all day but I damn sure don't stink. Fuck it though. If she wanna suck me off fresh off work, who am I to stop her? I need that.

She lets the seat back then licks my balls first. I lean back in my seat, watching her suck me. I open the console then get my Ruger out of it. She jumps up. "What are you doing?" she panics. "Chill. I just pulled it out in case yo nigga come home and try me." I answer. "Fuck him. I really don't know how to force him to leave my house. I'm so done with him. I think you  have secrets pulling guns out." she she says, giggling. I grab her head then pull it back down.

She been sucking me off for thirty minutes while I check my account. Hell yeah. That direct deposit hit and then  I'm getting some good ass head at that. She starts sucking harder and faster. I grab her hair then groan some while I nut in her mouth and on her lips. She swallows it then licks her lips. Damn, she freaky as hell but her pussy was tight as fuck. I wonder how many niggas she been with.

"How many niggas had yo pussy?" I ask, pulling my boxers and pants back up. I feel so relieved now. "Two." she answers. "The bastard who raped me and the bitch ass nigga that lives with me." she adds. Damn, I believe her too. "How many women have you had sex with?" she asks. I shrug my shoulders. "Honestly, after I lost my virginity when I was about thirteen or fourteen, I went wild. I fucked some of everybody's slut ass daughters. Then, I started fucking my baby momma. After my lil girl got here, I chilled out. These days, I probably fuck about five people a year but I fuck em back to back." I admit. My hoe list long as hell. I already know I got a bad track record out here. At least I learned how to fuck good as hell.

"Wow. Imma estimate about twenty." she says. "Shit, I ran through twenty three in one year when I turned sixteen." I admit. "Ew. You're disease free, right?" she asks. "Get that paperwork out my glove compartment." I say. She opens it then grabs the small packet. She starts going through it. "So, three weeks ago you got this." she mumbles, reading. "Yeah." I answer. "Disease free. Thank God." she says, giggling.

A car just whipped in the driveway. I watch as a fat ass bald headed nigga hops out the black Honda Civic. A tall, lightskinned bitch with pink weave and barely any clothes on gets out. I watch as they walk to the front door, all over each other. He unlocks the door then walks in, kissing her and not even bothering to lock it. Damn.

I look at Eriona as she glares at the house like she seeing red. "That's yo man, huh?" I ask. She hops out the truck, pulling her pants and panties up. I grab my gun then get out then lock the doors behind me. "Eriona, wassup?" I ask as she storms to the door. She quietly opens the door then grabs a wooden cane out the umbrella holder next to the door. I follow behind her as she creeps up the stairs. "Who the fuck is this bitch you had in my car and got in my fucking house?" she screams, popping that nigga in his face with the wooden cane.

I smile, watching her beat the shit out of this nigga with the cane while he tries to run. "Baby, stop! It ain't what it looks like! I don't know who that hoe is! She forced herself in the car and she broke in the house and pinned me down forcing me to have sex with her!" he hollers, lying. What type of stupid lie was that? Eriona draws back then hits that nigga right in his mouth with the cane. "Lie again if you want to!" she screams at him.

He in the floor scooting away and crying like a bitch. "How can you just be so heartless and beat him so badly with a wooden cane? How? He's bleeding!" the bitch hollers. This hoe more than likely is a prostitute. Eriona turns around. "Bitch, get the fuck out!" she hollers, going right back to swinging on this fat ass nigga. I already know the gruesome part of him getting bruised up and bleeding don't bother her one bit because of how much shit we see in our field of work. I bet she could shoot this nigga and not be phased by it.

"Aight, Eriona, chill." I say, taking the cane before she kill the nigga. She runs up on him then starts punching him. "That's why I just sucked his dick and I loved it too!" she screams at him. "What you say?" he hollers. "You heard me, bitch ass nigga! I'm so sick of your pussy ass! Get out!" she screams, storming in the closet. She starts snatching stuff down. She throws it at him. "And take your three pairs of beat up ass shoes you broke bitch!" she screams, throwing some dirty no name tennis shoes at him while he tries to collect his stuff.

"You a bitch!" he yells. "Yeah, okay! Get your shit and go! Give me my house key!" she yells. "I ain't giving you a damn thing!" he yells back. I take my gun off safety then point it at him, watching him get scared. I ain't really about to shoot the bitch ass nigga but I gotta put fear in him. "Give her the key." I demand. I watch as he frantically digs though his pocket. He gives it to her. "Give me the wallet too." she demands. He reluctantly gives  it to her. She opens it then pulls some money and a debit card out. She throws the wallet back at him. "Get your shit and go! Oh, and I dare you to take your ass to the police department about this! They gon' lock your bitch ass up cause you know you got warrants for your arrest, bitch!" she yells as him and the bitch rush out, scared as hell.

I put my gun away then look at her. "He wasn't worth nothing anyway, Jessie. He could've done that anywhere but in my house and my car." she says, snatching the sheets off the bed.  She wild as hell. Maybe, my momma could tell she was crazy. Crazy women know other crazy women when they see em. So much for me going and getting some rest.

TAE

The cookout just started and it's already a nice amount of people. I recognize some but others, I don't remember but I know my parents know them. These niggas got some fine ass daughters. At least it ain't no strangers getting in here cause the cartel security got this shit blocked off and nobody that ain't on some list can get in. Plus, they doing searches. No guests can come in here with guns or knives at all.

The music so loud and some of everything is going on. I walk inside the house and into the living room. Some of the guys are shooting dice. Reign is sitting around shooting dice like she one of the niggas. I watch as she picks some money she just won up. "Where Qua at?" I ask. "On his way." she answers with a blunt dangling out her mouth. Some of these niggas watching her like she they dream girl.

I don't know none of them except Noble and one of Ant's cousins Tyriek from New Orleans. He twenty something and be out here sometimes. He a funny looking ass nigga and his nose longer than a bitch on top of that. It's scary. Trick look like a monkey mask.

I walk into the kitchen. Drew and Shai are in here talking about something while Drew drinks some brown liquor out of a red cup. My momma just walked in here. "Tae, you got your driving permit on you?" she asks. "Yeah." I answer. She opens her cross body bag then hands me twenty dollars. "Run to the gas station and buy a couple of lighters and some cases of water." she says. "Come right back too, nigga. You don't have an actual license." she says. "You drunk?" I ask, laughing. Her eyes red too. My momma lit as fuck right now. "I might be. Now, go. Hurry back. Don't go nowhere but to the gas station that ain't nothing but ten minutes away." she says. I nod my head.

Ant walks in here smoking the fattest blunt I've ever seen in my life. He hands it to my momma. I watch as she inhales the smoke, holding it in. She just started choking hard as hell. Ant chuckles. "I'm still pissed off, for the record." he says to her, gripping her ass. These two drunker than a motherfucka. When they get mad at each other, they forget all about it when they drunk. Then, when they sober up, they get mad all over again.

"Yeah, whatever." she says back to him while he pins her to the sink. "Mhmm... Jessica, I gotta get some of that tonight." his words slur out. I shake my head. "So, uh... can I get the keys?" I awkwardly ask. Between these two being freaky as hell in front of other people, the loud music, and Drew and Shai arguing next to me, I don't know which one is on my nerves the most.

"Go upstairs and open that closed door  on the far right. Get Tez's keys to his Lamborghini from under the pillow. You better not be speeding in his car." she says. I nod head. Oh hell yeah. I've only whipped a Lambo once and that's when Jessie let me drive his around his neighborhood with him in the passenger seat. That shit so fast and powerful. She don't have to tell me twice. Maybe, she don't even realize her drunk ass just sent me somewhere cause she not a drinker like that. Hell naw, I ain't coming right back. Why would I come right back in when I got the keys to Tez's matte red, white, and black custom painted Lamborghini?

I'm out driving to Compton. I've been driving for a while looking at the directions on my phone. Hell naw, I didn't stop at no damn gas station. Nobody's called me in all this time so fuck it. I'm finna pull up on Bianca and fuck her. Damn, when she see this car, she gon' give me so much pussy. She ain't used to nothing.

I just pulled up after that long ass drive. The streets all quiet tonight. I wonder what that means. This bitch like a ghost town like something happened. I got this real erie feeling in my gut but it can't be shit. Nobody know I'm out here. I stick out like a sore thumb though. I'm the only one out here with a car like this.

"Oh shit!" I yell, ducking down as bullets start flying at the car. What the fuck? Some niggas just drove up masked up and started spraying this bitch. My heart beating so fast. "Please, dad, pull up!" I yell to nobody in particular. I'm panicking. It ain't no gun in here and niggas just shooting. I hit the gas then pull off as they continue to shoot. Thank God he paid and got the car fully armored. I'm fucked. The windows ain't busted cause it's bullet proof but it's obvious that this bitch been shot up.  Fuck, I'm dead when I get back. When I find out who shot at me, Imma kill them niggas.

I just pulled back up to the house after a long drive. I didn't stop at the gas station. Fuck all that. I don't wanna die. I park the car as people look at it crazy. I get out then look. Damn, I should've just let them niggas kill so I won't have to deal with what's coming to. Even though the car is fully armored, you can tell it got shot up.  Damn, I'm so fucked. I could cry right now, not even cause of what happened but because of what Tez, my momma, and dad might do to me when they see it.

I just got back in the house. My momma, dad, Tez, and Ant are all ducked off seeming serious. "Getcho ass over here." My dad snaps on me. I slowly walk over there. "When I get you alone, Imma beat your ass so bae, Tae." my dad says in my ear. I can feel the anger coming off of him
"Why?" I ask, playing dumb. My momma holds her hand up, stopping my dad. "Nope, Montana, chill. Tae, you will be handled when this event is over with." my momma says. Oh shit.

Tez snatches the keys. "Nigga, yo ass been gone for over two hours and didn't get shit you was supposed to.  Why everybody mumbling about a fucked up black, white, and red Lambo? Ain't that the way mine look? Last time I checked, it wasn't fucked up." Tez says. "I gotta pee." I lie, running away from them and up the stairs. I'm finna hide in the bathroom. Damn, if my momma was calm, that only means it'll be worse. I wonder where my soul will go if I just straight up kill myself right now to avoid that. A nigga terrified.

SHAI

We're all outside watching people eat, dance, and children play. It's so many rich people here. I look at Drew as he eats his fifth plate of food then shake my head at him. I played him well, as usual. I have him thinking my dad and I were on the four wheeler and fell off trying to do tricks. I had to make something up about how I got scratches and a pulled ligament in my wrist. He believed it because that's where he thought I was the whole Las Vegas trip and my dad actually does have a four wheeler that he makes everyone try out at least once. Drew knows that.

Noble and the girl Wendy that went to  Las Vegas with us are both at this table with us. Majesty and some beautiful, athletic type of woman dressed in a long pink sundress with her curly weave hanging down just walked over  here. He sits down at the table with us. She's so pretty and she's just a shade lighter than I am. "Wassup Alisha?" Noble asks, standing up and hugging her. Oh, so this is her.

"Hey, Noble. Where is Jaylah?" Alisha asks, sitting back down beside Majesty. "I'm Wendy." Wendy interrupts, extending her hand to Alisha. I chuckle. I guess she's marking her territory. "Okay? Where is Jaylah?" Alisha asks. "We over with. This my lil bitch Wendy though." Noble says. "Call me your lil bitch one more time and watch me bite your dick when I suck it." she threatens him, making me laugh. Wendy has no filter. She puts Noble in his place so much, even if she's just one of his jump offs.

"You ain't biting shit, dumb ass." he says. She grabs his face then kisses his lips. "Shut up." She demands. Majesty is laughing hard now. "Sneak another kiss if you bad." Noble says, clearly pissed. She quickly pecks his lips again, laughing. "You mad? Be mad. I don't care." she says. Wendy is so funny. I wonder what Majesty would do if I did something like that in front of people.

Drew leans in my ear. "You look good. When you get that dress? I like it." he mumbles, touching my purple dress Majesty bought me from some boutique in Vegas. "My mom bought it from a boutique." I lie. "Aw, okay." He says, staring at my thighs. "You getting thicker." he points out. "Not sure why." I lie. Well, my body was preparing to carry a fully developed baby before my abortion. I was a month and my body slightly changed.

Alisha and Majesty are over there being way too cozy for my liking. His arm is around him and they're smiling like they're so much more than friends. He's acting like he has feelings for her. He gives me those same looks and smiles at time. She is not special so fuck her.

Drew kisses my cheek. I look at him then kiss his lips. I look back over at Majesty and Alisha. "You looking so good, Alisha." Majesty flirts. She leans in then kisses him. Oh hell no. If Drew wasn't here, I would have flipped out on her. I watch in disbelief as he kisses her back. He grabs her face, tonguing her completely down while she struggles to keep up. Majesty has never kissed me. This whore doesn't even know how to kiss. He has lost his freaking mind.

"When my nigga get a girlfriend?" Drew asks Noble. "They go way back. I knew that nigga liked Alisha just like I know he really like this other female. Shit, I think he love her, to be honest." Noble says. Oh my God, no he didn't. That was so shady.

Majesty pulls away from Alisha. "I do not love Valencia. Shut yo ass up." he demands, covering it up well. "You a fucking lie, nigga. You probably thinking about fucking her right now. What if she somewhere parying with her friends in a tight ass dress that you like? Shut yo in love ass up." Noble says as Drew laughs. "I'll never be in love." Majesty says, going back to kissing Alisha. What has gotten into Noble?

"Who would've thought Majesty would fall in love." Drew says. I kiss his lips then his forehead. "I love you." I say. "You too." He says. Reign and Qua just walked over here. I can't pretend. They're a cute couple. She's very pretty tonight, even with the scratches from the accident. He's holding her around her waist. He has a blunt behind his ear. They sit at the table.

"Hey everybody except for Shai and Drew." Reign says, rolling her eyes and giving me some kind  of look. "Bitch, shut up." I demand, catching on. She's pretending to argue with me so Drew won't think anything is up if we sit here and act cordial like we did in Las Vegas. Oh my God, I owe her one for this. She's really playing along and I'm so surprised.

"Wassup?" Noble asks. "Hey girl. Where is Miguel?" Wendy asks. "Girl, in the house with some nigga he knows." she says. "Wait... He already moved on from Joshua? Rest in peace to him." Wendy says, sighing. "He was a little sad but mainly because I got hurt. Honestly, Joshua was just someone Miguel had spending money on him and occasionally having sex with him. All of that in Vegas was an act. He is sad about his death though." Reign explains. Wow.

"Wassup, Reign?" Drew asks her. She ignores him then scoots her chair closer to Qua. "Oh, you can't hear now? Yo body filling out all nice." he says, eyeballing her like he's trying to figure something out. Qua looks up. "What, nigga? You must want yo ass beat?" Qua asks, extremely angry as he stands up. I hope he beats Drew up for openly flirting with his girlfriend. Drew is so disrespectful.

"My ass beat?" Drew asks. "Yeah, that." Qua answers, glaring a whole in Drew. Drew starts laughing. "Nigga, don't nobody want yo girl. I been had her. I know what that pussy like. I bet you don't though. She walking like she sexually frustrated. What, she not letting you fuck? Damn, I bet she not. I could get that pussy without no work though. Like I said, don't nobody want yo girl. I can write you a book on that pussy, nigga. I was just checking her out to see if she pregnant." Drew nonchalantly says. Oh my God.

Qua folds his arms across his chest, watching Drew laugh. Qua has the straightest, most emotionless face ever. He appears to be so calm but for some reason, he seems crazy to me. Like, the type of crazy that needs to be in a mental asylum before he kills somebody. That's just my opinion.

"Sit down, Qua." Reign softly says. Qua starts laughing then sits back down, smiling at Drew like he's a maniac. I'm scared and I didn't even do anything to him. I glance over at Majesty and Alisha again. He's eyeing her like he wants to have sex with her right here and now. I grab Drew's face then kiss him deeply. He grips the back of my head, kissing me aggressively. I'm only trying to piss Majesty off.

I throw my head back, fake moaning as Drew kisses me on my neck. My eyes roam to Majesty as he watches with a disgusted look on his face. Drew comes back up to my lips. "I missed you." he mumbles. I kiss him again over and over. I pull away then wipe my mouth, smiling and Wendy and Alisha. "Alisha, you two would make the cutest couple." I lie as Majesty tries to hide how mad and I'm guessing jealous he is. I knew it would work.

"Girl, we've been friends for so long and tonight, it's just sparks flying." Alisha says. "What's your name?" she adds, smiling. "I'm Shai. Drew's wife." I answer, hugging on Drew as he kisses my neck. "You guys are cute. Majesty are you okay?" she asks him. He looks so pissed. Noble starts laughing, avoiding eye contact with everybody. "Let's smoke, shall we?" Wendy suggests, snatching Qua's blunt from behind his ear. "Uh uh, don't take my nigga blunt like that!" Reign goes off, snatching the blunt from her.

Wow, her and Wendy are doing that on purpose. They're both texting back and forth so I know it was planned. They're the best for noe. They're really playing the role. "Qua, can I smoke it?" she asks him. "Hell naw." he answers. "What's yo orthodontist name so I can tip that nigga? He got yo fucked up, bristle brush ass teeth coming together, finally." Drew says to, being petty for no reason. Qua stands up then swings on Drew, punching him so hard in his face. Everything from his head straight down to the middle of his back just rocked straight back. Oh my God.

Drew stands up then starts swinging on Qua while Qua fights him. "Qua, stop!" Reign screams while Noble and Majesty try to break them up. They're like some extremely wild gorillas. Both men can fight. Qua's advantage is he's stronger than Drew is and I can tell because when he hits Drew, Drew's body literally rocks. I'm sure Qua has some boxing lessons under his belt because he can fight. Both men are equally great fighters in my eyes.

Some of the security broke them up and pulled them away. People went back to partying like nothing happened. "Damn, Qua ass got those Mike Tyson punches." Wendy says. "I told you that nigga was getting mad as hell when he smiled at him. The only reason he didn't swing the first time is cause of Reign." Noble says. "Well, here goes your five dollars cause I sure did think Qua was weak." she says, giving him a five. Wow, him and Wendy were secretly betting.

Reign followed behind security and Qua. "Who you think won?" Majesty asks Noble, laughing. "Look, I told y'all Drew can fight and I found that shit out that time I got cool with him after we fought.  I thought I was gon' treat his ass like a bitch but that mane wasn't going. He wasn't going tonight neither." Noble explains. "Yeah, that was a good ass fight." Alisha chimes in. I roll my eyes at her. "Roll your eyes at me again and we'll be fighting next. What's your issue, hoe?" she asks. I wave her off, choosing to ignore her.

"I think Qua won." Wendy says. "Damn, this shit was close. Both of them niggas grew up fighting. Qua stronger than a mothafucka. Look at how much that nigga be bench pressing and squatting. That mothafucka a whole athletic nigga on top of that. He did boxing before he got the basketball scholarship. Damn, this fight wrecking my brain." Majesty says, laughing. "Hell yeah. I wanna say Drew won cause that's my nigga but that won't be true." Noble says.

"Drew was barely eating those strong ass punches." Wendy says. "On everything. Nigga stood his ground though. That nigga face finna be so sore. Qua was cuttin' that nigga up. Y'all noticed how everytime he stuck Drew ass, it's like the moment stopped for Drew?" Majesty asks. I chuckle. That is pretty true. It was like he was dazed then came right back swinging. At least my man can fight and wasn't like a little bitch even though he's probably about to be somewhere passed out from how hard Qua was punching him. I guess Qua and Reign make the perfect couple. They're both vicious animal ass humans.

Majesty walked away with Alisha. I stand up then walk away from the table. I waited a while so they wouldn't notice my following. I know they're out here in the driveway. I'm not sure where Drew is but I'll find him after this. I'm creeping between cars. I see Majesty's car and I can definitely tell they're in the backseat. I sqaut down next to one that's across from his. The windows are tented but they have the light on so I can kind of see. I watch as he pulls her dress over her head then takes her bra off.

He starts sucking her nipples. I roll my eyes as he kisses her down. He just laid her down on the seat but her legs are up over his shoulders. I wipe my eyes as I watch him. He's having oral sex with her. How could he do this? He won't even come close to putting his mouth between my legs but here he is doing it with her.

I'm in tears watching. She's sucking his dick now. I bet it's not even good to him. His face is nonchalant. I haven't seen him make any of his faces he makes when I'm pleasing him. She sits up. I watch as he leans back a little, looking down at something. He throws a condom rapper in the front seat then lays her back. "No." I mumble, shaking my head as I watch him fuck her. Why am I crying? Damn, why does this hurt me?

I've been watching them for thirty minutes and they just finished. They're looking around at something in the car. I watch as Majesty opens the door. I stand up then make my presence known as he closes the door. He pauses. "Shai..." he says, looking at me with an unreadable expression on his face. "I'm confused. Why were you rolling your eyes at me and why in the world are you out here stalking us with tears in your eyes?" Alisha asks. I ignore her as I walk away. I feel Majesty's eyes on me. I look back at him as he stares at me with his hands in his pockets and the weirdest facial expression ever. It is what it is. He's not mine just like I'm not his. Why does this have to be so painful?

REIGN

"Qua, calm down." I say to him. We're upstairs in one of the bedrooms. He's breathing heavily and just mad as hell. He looks at me. He shakes his head then walks out of the room. "Qua." I say, following him. I'm hurting from the accident and he knows that so I don't know why he's doing this knowing I'll chase behind him.

"Ion wanna be with you, straight up." he says, shocking me. It's like my eyes immediately filled with tears. "What? Why?" I ask. "You come with too much gotdamn drama, Reign! Way too gotdamn much of it! I gotta run up behind you like a kid, first of all! Then, you got that bitch ass nigga you still loving and shit! Mane, fuck this shit! Ion have the time for the constant bullshit with you being in my life! Then, he hollering about you might be carrying his child? You really fucked that nigga raw then came and laid back up with me? Really?" he goes off on me.

"Why you even listening to him?" I ask, crying. "Fuck that nigga! This how I feel! I didn't even know you was letting that nigga run up in you raw! How the fuck you let that mane bust in you then come back and get all on my dick when he broke yo heart? Do I look dumb? I'm telling you now, if you pregnant, it's a wrap! Don't even think we gon' be shit! I do not need this shit, Reign! I promise to God, I don't need it, mane! And let that bitch ass nigga Imma do more than beat his ass the next fuckin' time!" he hollers at me, standing over me and scaring me.

"I didn't think about it when me and him had sex, Qua!" I cry. "Yeah, cause you like an immature ass child, Reign! Mane, I need a woman! Ion need no fucking child!" he hollers, punching the wall. "What did I do? I didn't do nothing!" I scream back at him. "Do you not realize what the fuck going on? That mothafucka on that trapping shit! I swear if you pregnant for that nigga, it ain't gon' be shit you can say to me to make me even have two words to say to you!" he snaps.

"What? Even if a pregnancy was the case, it's not like we were a couple when I fucked him!" I cry. "You was fucking with me heavy! You got mad at some stupid shit then started taking raw dick from the nigga and letting him nut in you! What the fuck? Are you dumb? You don't know how babies are made? Look here, I ain't being with you when you possibly got another man's baby in yo shit! You didn't tell me a fuckin' thing neither! Damn, if I nutted in a bitch a few times, I would've just straight up told you it's a possibility of me having a baby by somebody else so you can have the option! Do I look like I'm... Mane, fuck this bullshit, bruh, damn!" he goes off on me, storming down the stairs.

I walk back in the bedroom then slam the door. I sit down on the bed, breaking down crying. What the hell? Qua is all I want. Nobody else can change how I feel about him, not even Drew. I didn't want to break up. I'm so heartbroken. I walk over to the other side of the bed then grab my purse. I grab my rolled blunts and lighter our then sit back on the bed. All I do is smoke my pain and stress away. He has no idea how depressed he just made me feel. I think I may have to check myself in and get some help again because the way I feel right now is way too familiar. I'm considering killing myself and I've secretly felt like this for a while because I can't do shit right.

I'm crying so hard, I can barely even smoke my blunt. Somebody just opened the door. I look at Miguel and Shai. "Bitch, what the fuck do you want, Shai?" I scream at her. She can't see me like this. She will always be my enemy. The only reason I covered for her is for my brother's sake and because I didn't want those two beefing at an event my parents literally spent so many thousands of dollars on.

Shai is crying herself. "Sorry." she says, walking away and back down the stairs. Miguel closes and locks the door then walks over to me. "Bitch, you smoke so many blunts a day. You did that when you were depressed. Friend, what's wrong?" he asks. "I don't want to talk about it, Miguel. Qua broke up with me and everything. I wanna kill myself." I say. He quickly pulls me in his arms, being sure to not hurt my back that's stitched up. "Don't ever say that again." he says, seeming nervous.

"I do. I mess everything up and I make life so hard for myself and everybody else. I'm better off dead or alone, Miguel." I cry to him. "Bitch, hell naw. If nobody love you, I love you. If Qua wanna leave, let that nigga go. He ain't the only man that can love you, first of all. Nothing or nobody is worth committing suicide. No matter how bad shit gets, it ain't worth it. That ain't nothing but the devil fucking with you. Don't you dare fall for that sucka ass shit and go out the cowardly way, do you hear me?" he asks. "Yes." I answer, crying harder on his chest.

He kisses my cheek. "Stop being that hard on yourself. We need a vacation. Imma gather my hush money from all these down low ass gay niggas and we gon' do it big. You need to clear your mind." he says. He's trying to cheer me up but nothing is working. I light my blunt then put it in my mouth, inhaling smoke as tears roll down my cheeks.

He takes it from me then hits it. He starts coughing as he hands it back. "Girl, what the fuck kinda lungs of steel you got? Bitch, I don't even think Bob Marley, Snoop Dogg, and the Jamaicans combined smoke more than you. Bitch, my chest feel like the devil just breathed in me. How in the hell you smoke that? I hit it once and I feel high." he chokes out.

I shake my head at him. I'm supposed to be having a whole fucking baby. After the accident, my situation was very serious because I'm pregnant. The doctor told me that my baby is fine and I was so confused. That's when I found out I'm a little bit over one month pregnant with Drew's child. I haven't told a soul, not even Miguel. I've always been against abortion but I don't want to put my child through hell because I'm so fucked up. What can I give to a child when I can't even take care of myself? I have been smoking because I gotta have something to numb my pain in my body, plus, I'm aborting the baby and not telling anybody. I can't have this baby. I don't want to fuck his or her life up and I can't let Drew break me down mentally for eighteen fucking years straight. I can't believe I'm eventually aborting it whenever my mom gets off my case but it's for the best, right? I know it is.

YUP, I SAID SHE WASN'T PREGNANT. YEP, I LIED.  😘

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