I'll try to finish book 4 on here but I won't even lie, Wattpad got a horrible taste in my mouth so idk.  However, the whole rest of it except maybe book 3 is coming down.  But yeah. . . If you be stealing other ppl shit, you must be real fuckin untalented? The bitch even got me as a character in her book 😂😂😂 Dafuk? How I'm a character and the broad don't even know me, the way I act, my personality, what make me happy, what makes me sad, my life story, or none of that? Fraud ass. You can't have me as no character when you don't even know me, big damn dummy. Hoe ass. Publish it for money if you want to, bitch. Imma sue the shit outta you and whatever publication company you with. I've been looking for a way to not have to go to college no more so please, go on and get you and whatever company you try to publish with sued if you want to :) I'm even getting my actual name copyrighted. Think it's a game if you want to. I triple dog dare you to keep playing stupid.

& I understand I haven't replied to really any messages. I'm overwhelmed but I'll open them, I promise. ❤

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"And I hate you for your lies and your covers.
And I hate us for making good love to each other. And I love making you jealous but don't judge me. And I know that I'm being hateful but that ain't nothing. That ain't nothing. I'm just jealous. I'm just human. Don't judge me." - Beyonce'

JESSICA

"You look amazing, baby. Emilia Wickstead collection, correct?" Jordan asks me, pointing at my creme colored halter neck jumpsuit that I'm wearing. We're on a date at a nice restaurant waiting for our food that we ordered. He rented out the whole upper level here just for us. "Yes. How did you know?" I ask. "I know designer clothing when I see it. It fits you well." he compliments me. "Thank you." I say, smiling some. I never imagined dating outside of my race or being with a man who doesn't know a damn thing about the streets but here I am with an Arabian man who is worth so many billions of dollars all because he does legal business and nothing more.

"Is everything okay? You've barely sipped any of your wine and you've been a bit distant." he says, sounding confused. He doesn't drink at all but he doesn't mind me doing it. I had sex with Ant a week ago in his kitchen and we haven't talked since that day. I feel like a messed up person for having sex with Ant while I'm with somebody else. Ant and I are still married at the moment but we're still separated so I shouldn't have slept with him. "Can I be honest?" I mumble, taking a deep breath. He deserves to know.

"Of course. Did I do anything? Does it have anything to do with your family not accepting us being together?" he asks. "No. It's not you, Jordan." I assure him. "Then what is it?" he asks, seeming nervous like he just knows I fucked him over. "Last week when that guy was being disrespectful, why didn't you stand up for me? You didn't fight for me." I start. "Jessica, I can defend you in ways that don't involve violence or anger at all. A man of my status doesn't have to do any dirty work. I'm way too powerful and way too known to throw it all away in the heat of the moment. I have to think that way at all times. The situation was not worth the consequences." he explain.

"Okay." I say. "Is that what this is all about? I mean... what were you expecting me to do? Words aren't worth fighting or killing a guy we'll never see again. I don't result to violence and I told you that early on." he says. "I'm just used to that." I admit. "So, you're upset with me because I did not kick his ass?" he asks, cussing with me for the first time. Jordan has never cussed when he's talked to me. "No. Jordan, I fucked my husband." I say, watching him remain calm, shockingly. He just started laughing some. "You fucked your husband. That sounds weird." he says.

"I'm sorry." I say. He stands up then adjusts his tie. I'm watching in silence as he pulls money out of his wallet. He lays it on the table then clears his throat. "Enjoy your meal, Jessica. I'm leaving." he says, walking away. "Jordan... wait. I hope you can forgive me." I say. "Forgive you for what reason? Jessica, I'm the idiot for taking some married woman seriously just because she's gorgeous. Have a nice day." he says, continuing his walk.

I'm following him down the stairs. "Jordan, come on..." I say. "Come on and do what, Jessica?" he asks. "You know I care about you. We're getting a divorce and everything. We currently have lawyers involved trying to see what we need to do to make this happen. I'm trying to move on. I just had a weak moment with him." I explain. "And that weak moment will lead to many more. Goodbye, Jessica." he says, walking away and heading for the exit.

I reach out then grab his arm as we walk outside. "Hear me out. Please." I say. "No. Let me tell you something. I'm forty four years old. I have no times for games." he says. I sigh, watching him walk into the parking lot. "I'll call you." I say. He ignores me as he continues to walk to where he parked. Damn, I wish he would've understood. He just hopped in his Bugatti Chiron and sped off on me. This nigga really left me here.

I'm so pissed, trying to get in contact with Ant. He just answered. "Wassup?" he asks. We're on FaceTime. "Ant... come get me." I say, watching him smoke his weed. "Get you from where? I ain't yo nigga, baby girl." he says, smirking as he blows smoke all in the camera, purposely taunting me. "You ain't my nigga, you are my husband. So, come get me." I demand. He just started laughing. "I'm yo husband again? Jessica, you and lil Saudi Arabia must've broke up?" he asks, irritating me.

"Never mind. Why the fuck are you acting so weird?" I ask. "I be trying to forgive you but damn... you fucked my brother. I think I'm ready to go through with the divorce." he admits, seeming serious. "Antasia, I don't have the time to be chasing your indecisive ass." I say. "I didn't tell you to chase me, love. You was down bad for that shit, mane." he says as if I don't already know that.

"Was I down bad when you fucked me like nothing ever happened?" I ask. "Yeah, I just got caught in the moment and started missing the feeling of yo pussy." he answers. "Bye." I say. "Wait. What you on tonight?" he asks. "Not you. Get the fuck off my phone because now, I have to find a way back home." I say. I swear Ant knows how to irritate me more than anyone else can. "Uber every fuckin' where." he playfully raps the song Uber Everywhere while he laughs. "Fuck you, nigga." I say, hanging up in his face.

He just called back and of course, I hit ignore on his ass. Here he is, calling again. "What?" I snap into the phone. "Shut yo ass up. Send me yo location so I can come get you. I'm finna go somewhere anyway." he says. "Shut up. I'll call Torren." I say. "You selfish. What make you think he wanna stop sucking his nigga dick to come get you?" He asks. "Just because he's gay doesn't mean he's somewhere sucking dick all day. You're straight. Does that mean you got your dick in somebody's pussy all day? Cut the gay jokes out. We have a gay daughter. Stop joking like that. It might offend her." I say. "Jessica, what the fuck? You just decided to accept LaLa not that long ago. Get the fuck outta here. You know I just be fucking around." he says.

"Whatever." I say. I can just imagine how annoyed he's looking right now, knowing Ant. "You need me to come get you or what?" he asks. "Yes but trust me, I don't wanna see your face. I would call one of the kids but we know that won't end well." I say, rolling my eyes. Ever since I announced that I had sex with Vonte, my older kids don't talk to me. I've heard from KeKe but that's about all. Plus, the huge fight with Tae and Reign didn't make shit any better. I don't know nothing about those two now.

"Yeah... text me where to come to." he says. "Hold on." I say, putting him on speaker phone as I go to our messages. I just sent him where I am. "Why you texting me pictures right now?" I ask him as whatever he just sent me loads. "You'll see." he says, laughing some. Him standing in front of the mirror butt ass naked, holding his big ass dick just popped up on my screen. "Ant, ain't nobody interested in your ugly, old grandpa looking ass nudes. I bet Nathan's nudes are better than your bullshit." I say, rolling my eyes. I'm just talking shit. It turned me all the way on but he can't know that.

He's just laughing now. "You know you can't resist me, Jessica. I wanna try some new shit, love. Let me... hold on." he says as some loud ass noises go on in the background. "What is that?" I ask him, hearing him curse repeatedly. "Fuck, gotdamnit!" he snaps. "Ant, what is it?" I ask. "I just ran into a damn stop sign." he answers. "How your dumb butt do that, Ant? That's exactly why you don't need to be smoking weed around the time you take your medicine. You always do crazy shit then." I say, shaking my head like he can see me. "Didn't nobody ask you." he says, laughing some.

"So. Did you damage the car?" I ask. "Just a lil scratch. It ain't nothing major. Thank God I'm in the black Audi and not a car I care about." he says. "I think you should give the Audi away to somebody." I suggest. He doesn't drive it that much and it just sits in the garage. Why not give it to somebody less fortunate? "You right. I'm thinking about giving it to that lil nigga Tim at the restaurant. The one on the grill line." he says. "Yeah, that'll be cool. He walks to work everyday, takes care of his mom and siblings, and he's in college trying. He deserves it." I say. "Bet. I'll get that taken care of as a surprise for him." he says. I've always loved this side of Ant so much.

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Ant just pulled up and rolled the window down. "Damn, yo ass standing out front this bitch like a hooker. Get in." he demands, rolling the window back up. I walk over to the passenger seat then get in. "Thanks." I say, buckling my seat belt while he drives off. "You know I need an explanation, right? What you doing stranded at some restaurant?" he asks me. "I told Jordan I had sex with you so he left. We rode here together." I answer. He glances at me then bursts into laughter. I can't stand him. He's laughing like that's the most hilarious thing he's ever heard.

"Damn, Jessica. You went out sad. Why you didn't beat his ass? He look soft and bitch made. I know yo manly ass could take him." he jokes, playfully thumping my chin. "Mind your business. I could've sworn you were just on the phone with an attitude, telling me how you ready to divorce and how I'm down bad. Why you being so nice now?" I ask him, rolling my eyes. People always jokingly call people bi-polar but Ant is the true definition of that. This man don't know how he wants to feel.

"Honestly, Jessica, I don't wanna fight no more." he admits. "Me neither." I agree, sighing. He nods his head. "I'm finna take you somewhere." he says, seeming hesitant. "Take me where?" I ask. "Just ride." he answers. All I know is he better not take me to some weird place with petty intentions because I know he's good for that shit right there.

The ride has been mostly quiet so far. He has TLC's song Red Light Special playing softly. "This my fuckin' song." he mumbles. As hard as Ant is, he loves old R&B songs, especially the ones that are by women like Mary J. Blige and Faith Evans. Ant is secure in his sexuality so he never gives a fuck when his niggas laugh and joke about his choice of music.

"You look nice." I compliment him. He's wearing a pair of dark wash jeans with a light pink Gucci polo shirt with the embroidery on it. He's not even wearing that much jewelry, just a simple gold Rolex, a thin gold chain, his diamond stud earring, and he has his wedding band on a finger on his right hand. He smells good as hell but I can't hype him up because he'll start feeling like he the shit.

"I know I look nice." he says with a cocky grin on his face. "I take it back then, stuck up ass nigga." I say. "I ain't stuck up. You are though. Why you can't buy clothes at regular stores?" he asks. "I do have clothes from regular stores. I buy clothes from Target all the time and you know good and well I love Macy's and I even like American Eagle jeans." I say. "Yeah, whatever. Yo whole closet designer with tags on that shit." he says. "You cannot talk. You live in the damn Gucci store. Packages always arrive with your shit you ordered online. Shopaholic." I say. "Bullshit. I be shopping for the kids. I gotta keep my kids looking right and since LaLa happens to be a lil stud and shit, I buy her the clothes you saw in the packages." he explains, laughing. "Man, whatever." I say, letting him have this one right here.

"You still like living without me?" he asks. "Sure do." I answer. I'm lying in a way. It's not easy to be without the man that I've  been dealing with for twenty six years at all. I've been fucking around with Ant majority of my life so the long periods with no communication does get to my head and I do miss him so much at night, especially after the sex session we had in his kitchen a little while ago.

"You know you be missing me." he says. "If you say so. Why are you pulling me up to this bitch?" I ask, rolling my eyes. He just pulled me up to the place my old therapist, Marissa has therapy sessions. "Cause we need it, love." he answers, parking the car. Ant has lost his damn mind. "I'm not going in here. Kiss my ass. I don't need no fucking therapist and I damn sure don't need Marissa and her judgement." I say. He chuckles. "Calm yo ass down. Everybody who tell yo ass what you don't wanna hear ain't being judgmental. Chill." he says, smiling at me.

"I refuse to go." I say, meaning it. "I'll throw yo lil apple head ass over my damn shoulder. Let's go." he demands, tucking his gun away and grabbing his bottle of water. I roll my eyes as he gets out and closes the door. I am not going in there so I don't know what his ass is walking to my side for. He just snatched the door open. "Jessica, why you being a child?" he asks. I sigh, climbing out of his car and grabbing my purse. "You happy now?" I mumble.

"Real happy." he answers, closing my door for me. We're walking to the entrance now and his ass is behind me. Knowing him, he has a bunch of pervert shit going around in his head. "I bet you'll love it if I touch it." he says. I look back at him, shaking my head. He's grinning so wide. "Touch it, Ant." I sigh. He starts laughing as he grips my ass. "Make sure you grip it good because that'll be the last time." I tell him. "Shut the fuck up. I can touch that when I feel like touching on it." he says, opening the door for me. "If you say so, lil Ant." I joke. "Lil Ant? Baby, I'm Big Ant. Act like you know that shit." he says, being all cocky with it. "Last time I checked, your daddy was Big Ant, but okay Baby Ant." I joke, laughing.

He shakes his head at me. "I can hold yo hand, love?" he asks me, seeming nervous about something. "Hold my hand for what? Ant, you just finished talking about divorce. Now, you joking and playing, touching on me, and asking to hold my hand. What the fuck?" I ask. I'm so lost at this point. "Quit trippin'. Just let me hold yo hand." he says, stepping into the elevator. I step in then extend my hand. He grabs it then kisses it. "Regardless, I love the fuck out of yo ass." he says. "I love you too." I say. There's no point in denying that. Even though the divorce is on the way, we can never deny how much we love each other because if we claimed to not give a fuck, that wouldn't have any truth to it.

We just walked into a room that's actually not where Marissa has her sessions. There's a long table in here. "What's going on?" I ask Ant as he types something on his phone. "Let's sit." he instructs. I don't know what the hell is going on but I'm sitting. "You know I won't purposely put you in no shit that'll upset you, right?" he asks. "You don't have the best reputation so I won't answer that. What is this?" I ask. Before he can answer, my older kids start piling in. I haven't talked to them since all the bullshit coming out. Noble, Majesty, Jessie, KeKe, LaLa, Presley, and even Reign just walked in and sat down at this table. "What the hell? Dad, you could've told me she would be here!" Reign snaps on Ant, pointing at me. "Shut the fuck up, Reign. I ain't thrilled to see your disrespectful ass so the feeling is mutual." I say. If I knew she would swing on me and cuss me out as much as she's done in her life, there is no way I would've let Ant knock me up with that child.

"Hey, momma." LaLa says, walking over to me and hugging me. I kiss her cheek. "Hey, baby. Fix your underwear." I mumble. Her boxers she's wearing underneath her baggy ass men's jeans are showing some. I'm not fully used to her full blown dressing like a man but I've accepted the way she is so I no longer force her to wear any girls clothing or panties if she doesn't want to do that. I won't be able to control her once she turns eighteen so it is what it is. Plus, I don't want her to resent me in the future or to feel like I'm ashamed of who she is because I'm not ashamed of any of my children and what they've done, even if they think I am.

"Where is Tae?" I ask Reign. I haven't seen or heard from my son at all. "I don't know." she answers. "What you mean you don't know where he at?" I ask. "I do not know. Thanks to you and Montana throwing him away and giving up on him when he's only fifteen, Tae is like a whole different person now." she says. "Meaning?" I ask. "Meaning, you threw us away. You and Montana literally told Tae y'all were giving up the parental rights and y'all obviously haven't cared to see about him. All I'm gonna say is if Tae gets killed, I swear it's all because y'all left him hanging." Reign says.

"What the fuck are you talking about if he gets killed? First of all, Tae has been wanting us out his damn life for the longest so we gave him that. I can't keep trying and trying with people and just being hurt in the end." I say. She shakes her head. "Whatever. Tae ain't Lil Tae no more. That's all I got to say. Daddy, can I leave? I don't want to talk to your soon to be ex wife no more." Reign says. "She still yo fuckin' momma, Reign. Watch yo gotdamn mouth before I handle you myself." Ant says, instantly shutting her up. How Ant has so much control over her, I do not know but he always has.

A black woman who looks around her mid fifties just walked in here. "Hi, everybody. My name is Anika Trenton but I'm fine with you all calling me Anika." she introduces herself, smiling as she takes her seat. "What the fuck? Is this an intervention? Mom, I do not want to be a part of this. This is the stupidest idea ever, probably even more stupid than you doing what you did." Presley says. "No, what's stupider is you taking dick in the ass from your own gotdamn uncle, nasty ass dog. Shut your mothafuckin' ass up talking to me before I knock your weak ass out that damn chair, Presley! Don't play with me!" I go off on him. What they ain't gonna do is sit here and attack me when everybody sitting at this table except maybe LaLa have done plenty of dirt their damn selves.

"You still have no room." Presley says. "I should've left your ass where you was at." I say. "I would've been more sane if you would have." he says back. "Go find those dusty bitches that had you at first then." I say. "Stop, ma. Why you talking to him that bad? Damn, this what we be talking about. Your mouth too foul. How would you feel if I said I wish you wasn't my momma?" Noble asks. "Shut the fuck up talking to me and you better not cuss at me again. I don't give a damn if you or any of y'all wish I wasn't your damn mother. Y'all ain't about to sit here bashing me. If y'all wanna talk crazy and play dirty, let's do it. I got dirt on every last one of y'all. What y'all trying to do?" I ask. They clearly have no respect for me so if they wanna air dirty laundry, I'm more than willing at this point.

"Shut up, everybody. Ain't nobody airing shit out." Ant says. "If you wanna jump stupid, I can air your shit too." I warn him. I'm sick of being attacked so I'm fighting back. If they want to do this, so be it. The table is dead silent now. "That was quite the introduction." Anika says. "What are we here for? I just got off work and I do not want to deal with this." Jessie complains. "Well, I'm willing to listen and do whatever it takes to get things in order." KeKe says. "And y'all will too." he adds. "I ain't doing shit. I'm about to fucking go." Reign says, standing up. "Sit down, mane. Y'all finna stop coming at momma like that." Majesty defends me. "I'll come at her how I want. She only cares about everybody but me anyway." Presley says. Majesty stands up. "You know what, I'm sick of yo lil sissy ass." he says, walking over to Presley. Ant jumps up then grabs him. "Just sit, Majesty, please." Ant begs. Majesty eyes Presley then sits back down. "Getcha step son because if I do it, Imma beat that nigga ass and you know his wanna be hard ass can't whoop me." Majesty warns him.

"Everybody, calm down." Anika says. All of us look at her. "This is a family therapy session. We'll start with a proper introduction. I would like for everyone to say their name, age, and the way you feel about your siblings and each parent. Everyone will get a chance to talk so-" She stops talking as the door walks in. It's Tae. He's dressed in a plain white T-shirt and a pair of gray sweat pants. His eyes are red like he's stressed or something. He smells like weed but doesn't seem high at all. "Oh, so this what that text was about, Reign?" he asks, seeming mad. "Don't blame me. I didn't know." she says. "Have you invited Montana too?" I ask Ant. "Speaking of the devil." he mumbles as Montana walks in, seeming confused.

"Please, take your seats. I'm Anika." she says. Montana awkwardly looks around then sits down. Tae is still standing by the door. "Just sit down." LaLa say. This is their first time seeing each other since everything happened. "I'm finna go." he says. "Boy, you are fifteen years old. If you don't sit the hell down." I demand. He angrily chuckles. "I won't even disrespect you but you can't be serious, ma. How you trying to run me now? You and yo baby daddy over there wanted to make a man out of me, right? Congratulations. Celebrate it. Y'all did that. Y'all ain't running shit no more, period." he says to Montana and I. Montana starts laughing. "I gave up for a reason. Knock yourself out. I won't stop your send out ass." Montana says. "I bet I won't be no send out once I body yo ass." Tae threatens him, catching everybody off guard. Montana pulls his gun out then slides it down the table. "Do it." he says. Tae pulls a gun out of his sweat pants. "Naw, I don't even need yo gun, bitch." he says. "No!" KeKe yells at Tae, tackling him. This boy really just cocked his gun like he was really about to shoot his daddy.

"Get the fuck off me! I'm tired of that nigga! You wanna act tough and think I won't do that shit? Mane, I ain't fucking around with yo bitch ass! You ain't bullet proof, nigga! You can die by the gun too, bitch!" Tae yells at Montana, trying to get around my sons and Ant while they hold him back. I have his gun and Montana's too. "He hard now, y'all. Everybody, let's duck and hide from Big Bad Tae. Mane, fuck outta here." Montana says, laughing at Tae. "How is this funny?" Reign screams, crying. "Stop it! This family is out of control! Take your seats or I will call the police!" Anika shouts, making it get quiet. I sigh in frustration as they sit back down. "You too." she says to Tae. "Bitch, who momma is you? I'm leaving this dumb ass shit." he says, walking right out of the door.

"I'll get him." LaLa says, standing up. She jogs out of here. I can't believe this shit is happening to me right now. "If you all do something like that again, officers will be called." Anika warns us. "You could've got you a therapist that ain't a snitch." Noble says. "Shut up." I demand. Tae and LaLa walk back in. "The only reason I'm back in here is cause LaLa want me here." he nonchalantly says, sitting down. I sigh. "Now, everyone, remain calm. We will be doing the introduction. Say your name, age, and the way you feel about your parents and if you have anything to say about your siblings, do that as well. Everyone will have chances to speak so interruptions will not be tolerated." Anika says. "We'll start with you then work our way around the table." she adds, pointing at Reign.

"I'm Reign and I'm twenty one years old. First of all, I'm pregnant and I don't need the stress." she says. Anika nods her head, jotting something down. "I love my younger siblings. All of them are innocent children. I love LaLa and Tae even though we disagree. I feel like I have to protect Tae. I love all of my siblings, realistically. Majesty can be rude sometimes but I know he never means it. Presley makes me so sick because all he does is says off the wall, slick comments to me. I ignore his comments but I'm tired of them and I don't know how many more I'll take before I slap the sh... before I slap him. KeKe is the most level headed in my opinion. I love Noble too. We have fights but he always comes through. I'm real proud of Jessie. He made it through college and he's a real nurse. Now, he got accepted into med school so he can be a doctor. He inspires me a lot." she admits. Anika nods her head, writing that down.

"How do you feel about your mom and dad?" Anika asks her. She gets quiet as she looks at me. "They both are real messed up people." she says. "But I love them." she adds. "Is that all?" Anika asks her. "No. I've always been close to my daddy and I have always felt like he cared about me more. When I was a little girl, he spent a lot of time with me. My dad even braided my hair however I would want it and he never complained. That was something my mom was supposed to do but she barely did and when she did do my hair, she complained the whole time. My dad sang to me every single night he was around and he did that up until I got way older and had to make him stop tucking me in. The song called Butterfly Kisses will always mean the world to me because that's what he has always been singing to me. My dad made me feel like a priority. When he got stressed out and stuff, he made me feel like I brightened his life up. My momma has never made me feel like that. For as long as I can remember, I've felt like a burden to her and like if something were to happen to me, she would be fine with it. I understand my dad ain't perfect and has hurt my feelings a few times but he's never let me down as much as my mom has." she says, breaking my heart. How could she feel like that?

"Antasia, how does what your daughter said make you feel?" Anika asks Ant. "I'm shocked. I respect how she feeling but I gotta disagree. Reign, your momma always has loved you. She a better parent than I am. She just ain't the yes man parent. That don't mean she didn't care. She used to cry thinking about all the good shit she wanted for you that she ain't ever had. She love you." Ant says. "Jessica? What are your thoughts?" Anika asks. I wipe my tears with my hand. "I don't have any. I failed as a mother and that's fine. I can't change nothing so why talk about it?" I ask, breaking down crying. "You're crying, Jessica. Tell me what those tears mean. What are the emotions behind them?" she asks. "After all I've been through with her... just continue." I say, shaking my head. I'm speechless.

"My turn?" KeKe asks. "Yes." Anika answers him. "I'm Kentasia, better known as KeKe. I'm thirty. How I feel about my parents... interesting. My dad came in my life when I was about thirteen or fourteen or however old I was back then. It happened in a crazy way too. My biological mother was on drugs real bad so nobody ever cared about me. When my dad came in my life, I felt some type of way because I wanted all of his attention. As time went on, I realized how blessed I was. This was just a man who bumped into me in Walmart acting a fool, took me home, and boom, found out I was his son. He took me in and made sure i had all I wanted and needed. My pops is crazy but the crazy old nigga been here since that day so I love him and got respect for him. I know she ain't my birth mom but she is my mother regardless. She ain't a perfect person but I love her like she had me still. She wasn't even married to my pops or even in a relationship with him at that exact time when I met her. She immediately started loving me like a son and caring for me even though I used to piss her off or flirt with her, trying to be funny. I love all my siblings no matter what we go through." KeKe says.

"You seem very forgiving. Are you?" Anika asks. "Yeah. I love them even when I'm mad. Other than my daughter and my fiance, they all I got in this world and I don't want to live without them." he admits. "That was beautiful, Kentasia. Thank you." Anika thanks him. LaLa clears her throat. "I'm Antayla. Call me LaLa. I'm fourteen. My pops is one of the closest people to me. Ma, you didn't know this but he always has bought me boy clothes when I asked and he helped me hide them. I'm saying that to say this. My dad accepted me being gay before I actually told everybody that I'm gay. I've always felt comfortable with being me around him. I know my momma didn't ever mean harm when she fussed about how I am but she didn't wanna accept me at first. I'm glad you finally did though, mom. I love my parents so much. I love all my siblings. Reign be pissing me off a lot picking at me about dumb stuff but I love her. Tae is my closest sibling. We do a lot together and he my bestfriend." LaLa says. So, I guess I'm the bad parent now.

"I'm JeMontae or Tae for short. I love all my brothers and sisters. I love my momma, honestly. She always defended me but she switched up and gave up and I don't know why. That hurts, I won't even lie. My pops is cool, I guess. I love him. I just don't like him sometimes. My dad always has beat me. He abused me so I wouldn't be quote on quote, soft." Tae says. Montana raises his eyebrow. "Beat you?" Anika asks Tae. "Yeah but I'm straight. I love him though." Tae says.

She starts writing. "I'm Jessie, no nickname. I'm twenty three. My dad has never left my side and neither has my momma. She took me in as a baby. Even when her and my dad wasn't together, she loved and cared for me like she did my other siblings." he says. "How is the biological mom?" Anika asks. "Dead and I will not discuss her. I understand she birthed me and died in the process but I'm not about to speak about her when my momma, the woman who raised me is sitting right here. She always wanted better for us, I can say that." Jessie says. Anika nods her head.

"I'm Noble and I'm twenty two. I love all my sisters and brothers and I love my momma and dad. I hate how much my dad worried her and broke her down though. She never has been really happy and that's that nigga fault. I just wish I could've seen my momma fully enjoy life without a man breaking her down." Noble says, surprising me. "Breaking her down how?" Anika asks. "By cheating,  putting his hands on her, cussing her out, being disrespectful, embarrassing her, being selfish, playing mind games with her, abandoning us when we were younger to where she had to raise us alone for about a year, and everything else they've been through. I wish she would've left him alone back then so she wouldn't be so damaged but I understand he got mind control over her so it is what it is." Noble says. I never thought he viewed it that way.

"Your turn, twin." she jokes, pointing at Majesty. "I'm Majesty, I'm twenty two too. Um... my siblings cool. I hate how Reign dress like a hoe and I hate how Presley be running his mouth like a lil ass bitch boy. My pops cool and I love my momma." he says, shrugging his shoulders. "You seem very nonchalant." she points out. "Because I am. I view it this way. My momma and dad are grown. What they do ain't my business. If my momma wanna stick with him, I can't do shit." he says. She nods her head. Ant sighs, shaking his head.

"My name is Presley, I'm twenty. My dad isn't here but he's okay, I guess. My mom is a whore. She slept with my dad which is her husband's brother and her other children except for Tae's uncle. At first, she was a decent person but I started seeing her true wicked ways over the years. She's a crazy person. She curses and fight every single day. She has absolutely no self control like she's a child with a bad temper. She doesn't love anyone more than she loves Ant and that is a fact. I bet she would turn on me if he asked her to. She also shows Noble favoritism because he has some type of dependency disorder or some shit. As far as my siblings go, they make me sick except the younger ones. They treat me different, they pick on me, and they would probably get rid of me if they could do that without any consequences. I can't stand Reign. She causes a lot of issues and I hope she really does kill herself next time." Presley goes off. 

"You got me fucked up." Majesty says, jumping up and swinging on Presley. The only reason he missed is because Ant and KeKe quickly grabbed his arm. "You can't be mad. I'm telling the truth. She is a slut." Presley says. "If she such a slut, run me them gotdamn diamonds she bought you, nigga. Give me that phone we pay for, bitch. Throw me them mothafuckin' car keys cause she bought that shit!" Ant goes off, pissed off. "i'm not giving you anything." Presley says. "Guys, stop it. Let's get back to the session. he's entitled to feel the way he does. I said there will be no interruptions. Let him finish speaking and we can discuss it after everyone has their turn." Anika fusses. "Bitch, shut the fuck up." Ant, Noble, and I say at the same exact time. We're so similar, it's crazy.

"I apologize if I offended you all." Anika says. Reign starts laughing. "Boy, you fucked Adam. That's our gotdamn uncle, yours included, bitch. You didn't have all this bullshit to say when you told me you got bent over in jail for protection when you cried to me though. You ain't shit but a fake ass bitch. I know I've said my shit but I wish you would say something else about momma because your ass barely been around and I've never seen her treat you nothing but good." Reign goes off. "Right. Weak ass nigga." Noble says. "Bye." Presley says, standing. "Bye, the fuck? Lame ass nigga. You running yo mouth like a lil bitch for this therapist lady but ain't gon' do shit but be all up under Jessica, loving on her at the house." Ant goes off, mad as hell. Presley just really sat here and lied his ass off. He made it sound like I've treated him badly but it's a whole other story behind closed doors.

"Whatever." he says. "Antasia, how do you feel?" she asks Ant. "I'm Ant, as you know. How I feel? I love each and every last one of my kids. I don't regret none of y'all, even the unplanned ones. I love the fuck outta you too, Jessica. I don't know where I would be if me and you never happened. I hurt you a lot, I'll admit it. I love you though. You fucking my brother hurt and still hurts but I know it don't compare to everything I did to you and I'm finally man enough to admit that to you. I love you. I'm okay with the divorce but I can barely live in that house without you there because it don't feel like a home to me. Baby, come home, please. I'm sorry for my dirt and I forgive you for yours. I wanna work through it which is why we here." Ant says. "I love you too." I say. Ant tried to kill me when he found out. I don't really know how to view my family anymore.

"I've had enough of this. I want to go home." I say, standing. I just walked out. I feel like a fucked up parent and no therapist can fix us any damn way. We've had the best therapists in America and we are still a big ass fucked up family to this day. Can't nobody fix us but us and God. We don't need Anika in our damn business. "Ant, don't take me to no shit like this no more." I say, hearing him behind me. "It's me." I hear Tae say. I look back at him. "How you doing?" I ask. I can't control him and won't try so that's all I have to say. "I'm aight. Can I go with you?" he asks, shocking me. "Go where?" I ask. "The house to see the kids." he answers. I sigh. "Yeah, Tae."  answer.

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I just woke up from an amazing nap. I fell asleep in the car on the way from the therapist office. I'm in Ant's bed so I must've slept hard if I didn't feel him bring me in his house and lay me in his bed. I'm even dressed in one of his shirts and my underwear. "Awwwww." I mumble, staring at myself in the body mirror. Ant wrapped my hair while I was asleep. Damn, I love that crazy man.

I brushed my teeth and everything, now I'm headed to the kitchen where I hear an old Lil Wayne song playing. I can't help my smile. Ant is in here shirtless with a towel tied around his head. Sage and Amari are shirtless with towels tied around their heads too. Amari is sitting on the counter handing Ant a bottle of seasoning while he helps cook and Amari is leaned against the counter nodding his head to the music. He loves Lil Wayne. "Yeah, I'm from New Orleans, the Creole cockpit. We so out of it, zero tolerance. Gangsta gumbo, I'll serve em' a pot of it. I'm wealthy, still fucking with that block shit. Wet yo ass up head to feet til yo socks drip!" Ant and Sage rap along. Sage didn't say any of the cuss words and this is the cutest thing ever. I'm taking pictures and recording them on my phone.

"Y'all are so cute." I say. "Hey mommy!" Sage greets me, waving. "Hey, baby. Hey Amari." I greet him. He waves at me, grabbing Ant's phone off of the counter. "Aww, mane. That's my baby momma. Amari, cut on Something  You Forgot." Ant demands, laughing as he looks at me. "Isn't that a sad song?" I ask. He ignores me while some of the song plays. "Cause um, we from New Orleans, she was from Cali. She was my down chick, I was her soldier. I was her gangsta, she was my shoulder. You were the pistol to my holster... Bang!" Ant raps along to me, purposely changing to word Georgia to Cali. He starts laughing, nodding his head as it plays. "You forgot about the house, you forgot about the ring. I remember everything, I just wanna hear you sing! I remember the love, right after the fights! You can't tell me you don't remember those nights! And if I would cry, you would cry twice! To me you were the brightest star under sunlight!" Ant and Sage rap along loud as hell, laughing.

"See, take away my title, take away my stripes! You give me back my girl and you give me back my life!" Amari lowly raps along, throwing up Piru. He just caught me off guard. Amari hasn't said anything since three days ago and that day he was only asking what was for dinner when he did speak. "Quit throwing that shit up, Amari. Drew in a gang, not you and you damn sure ain't joining one, lil man. You don't need that Piru shit." Ant says to Amari. Amari nods his head, looking down at Ant's phone and changing the song to Feel Me. That boy is so mysterious. I wonder if he'll come out of his shell when he gets older.

Ant walks over to me. "Give me a kiss." he says. I lean in then kiss his lips. "You good?" he asks me. "No but it's okay." I admit. I'm just thinking about what was said at the therapy session. "People gon' feel how they want to and that's just life, baby. Quit beating yourself up. If Presley don't wanna be around, fuck that shit. if Reign wanna act dumb too, let her lil ass do her thing. They'll be back." he says. Tae walks in here counting some money. "Hi, Tae." Sage says. "Sup?" he asks him. I forgot Tae asked to leave with me. "Where did you get all that money from?" I ask him. Something about him seems so different and dark. "Long story. I'm finna go." he says. "Go where?" I ask, raising my eyebrow. "I got something to do. I'll come back, I guess." he says. "Are you forgetting you are fifteen, not grown?" I ask. "No, momma. I got something to take care of." he says walking right on out like he's a grown ass man.

"Let him go." Ant says. "Okay." I say. I give up. I'm done trying to control these kids and their bullshit. "He in that stage of life where he gon' change a whole lot, Jessica. He fifteen going on sixteen. You saw the same shit with the rest of the boys. It happens. Tae gotta bump his head and learn on his own, baby. A young dude becoming a man is different from a girl becoming a woman. He gon' be fine." he tells me. "The rest of them weren't that bad." I say. "Hell naw, Jessica. Every last one of them wilded out." Ant says, laughing. "I guess." I say. He kisses my forehead. "Forget about the problems. Help me cook." he says. I don't know how Ant can act so stable after all the drama but at least he's handling everything better than I am.

REIGN

I'm walking through the mall with Miguel and Wendy. "Where is Noble? I know that ugly nigga saw my calls." Wendy says, looking at her phone."I doubt he calls you back today because he all in his feelings. It's personal family stuff. Plus, Jaylah being pregnant and on his nerves already got him in a permanent bad mood." I tell her, being honest. "Is he still with that girl? He told me he ain't but whenever she texts or calls him, he'll stop what he doing to see what's going on. The last time we went out to eat, she called him talking about she was craving a Kiwi so he just paid, left, went and bought her some damn kiwis, took them to her, then sent me a dumb ass apology text." she explains. "Girl, what? You should've slapped that boy." I say. I would've given her permission to fold him up for doing that.

"Noble couldn't be my nigga. I would've knocked his head off. It's nothing against Jaylah but what the fuck? He cut a date short to bring her some fruit? No sir." Miguel says. I agree with them. "I would have understood if it was an emergency with their baby but for a Kiwi? Really? I'm starting to think she does that shit on purpose. I don't know if she stalks my social media and sees when we go out or if she can just tell by the way he barely texts her back but it seems like every single time we try to do something, she comes with some random shit and I'm tired of it." Wendy rants. "Have you told him?" I ask her. "I told his ugly ass I'll slap the shit out of him. He don't wanna do nothing but fuck me anyway. I'm about to leave him alone. If that girl got that much control over him, she can have him." Wendy says, seeming hurt. Noble probably is somewhere with Jaylah right now, realistically.

"I know my brother. It'll be alright, pumpkin. Find somebody better." I say, giving her a hug. Maybe, later they can be something but I doubt it'll work right now. Noble claims he done with Jaylah and what not but his actions show otherwise. I can't blame him because he's been dealing with her for so long and she having his son. It's not like he can ever fully get rid of her because he has to see her for their baby boy. "Awwww, Wendy. Baby. please don't cry." Miguel begs as her eyes water. "I'm fine." she says, wiping her face. Her eyes are red and I can tell it's taking everything inside of her to not break down. Miguel and I wrap our arms around her as she cries lightly. She's a really good person and actually gives a fuck about Noble. I wish it wasn't so complicated.

She pulls away then smiles. "It's okay. Let's shop. Thanks y'all." she says. "Anytime. Just like I tell Reign, it's okay to cry. It's human." Miguel tells her. "I cry a lot my damn self. It's necessary sometimes. I'll try to talk to him." I assure her. I'm gonna call him when I get back to Miguel's place. "Can you call him right now and ask how he feels about me? Put it on speaker phone. Let's go to the food court." she says. Miguel starts laughing. "Bitch you taking it back to the middle school days with that one. What if he say something you don't like? Noble is mean." Miguel says. "I still want to hear." Wendy says, laughing.

We're in the food court sitting down. The mall is pretty crowded this afternoon. "This baby has me so hungry. I can't smoke at all so I'm sad." I say. "Girl, hush. You can smoke all the weed you want when you have my nephew." Miguel says, smiling. "What makes you think she'll have a boy?" Wendy asks. "It just sounded good." Miguel says. I'm calling Noble now. "What you need?" he asks. I put it on speaker. "I need to talk to you." I say. "What is it about?" he asks. "You and Wendy." I answer. "What about us?" he asks. I hope he doesn't say anything fucked up because I'll feel really bad about it. "She likes you a lot. She started crying because you won't answer the phone and allegedly, you jump when Jaylah tells you to. I heard you left Wendy hanging to take Jaylah a Kiwi." I say. Wendy's mouth is wide open.

"Damn, she told you all that shit? When?" he asks. "Doesn't matter. You didn't have to do that girl like that, Noble." I say. "I enjoy her company. I didn't do that shit to be low down. Damn, now I feel bad about it. Wendy real cool so I actually wanted to be there. Jaylah just hit me up complaining about her cravings and because I want her pregnancy to go good as hell for the sake of my son, I went and got the fruit. Should I tell Wendy I'm sorry?" he asks. I look up at Wendy as she blushes. Knowing Noble, he never has said any of that to her. "Yes, say sorry." I answer.

"Bet. Imma call her in a couple hours I'm watching Major right now." he says. "Why? Where is Majesty?" I ask. "He claimed he was going over KeKe house to gamble but you know that nigga probably with Shai." he answers. "I bet." I admit. Majesty spends so much time fucking that girl. "But yeah, I'll tell her I'm sorry." he says. "You better. How do you feel about her anyway?" I ask, glancing at Wendy as she waits, seeming anxious as hell. I hope Noble keeps it classy on this phone. "Her pussy straight." he bluntly answers.

Wendy rolls her eyes looking down at the table. "Why you say it like that?" I ask. "I'm just playing. Why you asked? Let me find out yo ass finna go run yo mouth." he says. "I'm not." I say. It's not like I'm lying to him. I'm not telling Wendy anything because she's hearing everything coming out of his mouth right now. "Aight. Her pussy good as hell. You ever fucked somebody and felt like that shit was more than you expected even though it started off as some fuck and duck ass shit?" he asks. "I can't relate. I've only fucked Drew's dumb ass." I answer. He chuckles. "Okay, let me rephrase what I said then. You fucked with Qua for real right?" he asks. "Hell yes. Him moving on and not wanting me because I'm pregnant by Drew hurts so bad." I admit. "See, when y'all first started fucking around, you didn't take him seriously because you was stuck on Drew. It's the same shit with me and Wendy. I wasn't studying her cause of Jaylah but damn, Reign. Wendy got my head fucked up." he admits, surprising me.

"Yes, bitch." Miguel whispers, hugging Wendy while she blushes hard. "So, what are you saying?" I ask. "I'm saying she cool." he answers. "Would you date her?" I ask. "Nope." he answers. "Why not?" I ask. "Cause she cool and I don't want to hurt that girl, mane. I know I be talking shit about what me and Jaylah got but I won't even lie about it. We had some of the best five years together and you know how happy we used to be. Now, she having my baby. I be in this fucked up position mentally. Sometimes, I wanna marry her because she having my child and I love her ass through everything but then, there's Wendy. I don't know how to explain it. If I start fucking with Wendy on a different level, what if I cheat with Jaylah?" he explains.

"I can't believe you consider marrying Jaylah." I say. "I just want my son to have a stable situation and get the opposite of what we got growing up. That's really why I be thinking about working it out. If it wasn't for Jaylah being pregnant and shit, on momma I would get with Wendy." he says. "I'm shocked you're admitting your feelings." I say. "Mane, I don't have time for that single shit. I'm damn near twenty three. I can't be fucking bitches forever. That shit hella old. Having hoes is dead to me." he says. "That's what's up. But Noble, just because y'all have history and a son on the way doesn't mean y'all have to stay together. Wendy really likes you and I can tell she makes you happy and you can be yourself with her. Consider her. When I stopped focusing on me and Drew's past and gave Qua's real ass a chance, I became so much happier." I tell him.

"I feel you. What she be saying about me?" he asks. "She cried because you won't hit her up and because you end y'all dates for Jaylah's bullshit." I answer. "Damn. She must really fuck with me, huh?" he asks. "Hell yeah." I answer. "Aight. Bet. I'll move further with her if I want to eventually. Just keep this shit between me and you." he says. "Okay. Can you do something for me?" I ask. "What is it?" I ask. I take a deep  breath. "Can you talk to Qua? I want him back to me." I say. He sighs. "You know I would if I could. Reign, I ain't letting you be no side chick again, even if that nigga is my best friend. Imma be honest. Qua really fuck with Chanel. That nigga stay with her and he talk about her a whole lot. Let him go. That's where he wanna be at." he says, breaking my heart. 

"Damn, do you think he cares about her more than me?" I ask. "I don't know no nigga emotions except my own. I just know he not gon' leave her for you. He ain't like that. That nigga so damn loyal when he with somebody." he says. I sigh. "Reign, Imma beat yo mothafuckin' ass!" Noble snaps on me. "Why?" I ask, confused. "Stupid fuck! Me, Qua, and Chanel at the mall about to meet in the food court! Why the fuck I see you, Wendy, and Miguel?" he goes off. My eyes widen I quickly hang up the phone then throw it in my purse.

"Bitchhhhhh, he mad as hell." Miguel says. "Nobody cares. Wendy, at least you know he falling in love." I say, shrugging my shoulders. I roll my eyes at Noble as he walks over here all pissed off and shit. "Why?" he instantly snaps on me, sitting at our table. I watch as he sits all seven of his shopping bags down on the floor. "Why what?" I ask. "Why yo ass play me for info? Next time, Imma ignore yo dumb ass. Why you let this lunatic hear me?" he asks, pointing at Wendy. "Shut the fuck up, dumb fucker. She can let me listen to whatever she wants." she says. "Was I talking to you?" he asks her, being sarcastic. "You know what, fuck you. I'm finding a  better man because I am not about to play games with your ass. Yeah, what you said was beautiful but I'm good over here. I'm not competing with your gotdamn baby momma who you stay complaining to me about. So, if you want to marry her, be with her, or whatever the case may be, you go do that. We are no longer fucking so do not call me in the middle of the night horny. Call your whale." she goes off on him. "Did you just call Jaylah a whale... nevermind." Miguel mumbles, sipping out of his water bottle.

"You ain't finna talk about her. If she a whale, she a sexy ass whale that you jealous of." he says. "Jealous? What is she for me to be jealous of?" she asks, chuckling. "Cause she got me in the ways you want me and she having my seed, something I would never give to somebody like you." he says, purposely being low down towards her. "Chill." I demand. She starts laughing. "Alrighty, Noble Almighty Mitchell." she says, shrugging her shoulders. "I wonder how she would feel if I let her know all of the messed up shit you got drunk and told me about her. I wonder if it'll hurt her if I let her know what's really real." Wendy says. "Do it. I speak my damn mind to her ass so it ain't shit you can say that I haven't already said to her myself." he says. "Does she know you fucked her close cousin out of spite because you thought she fucked a nigga from Applebee's?" Wendy asks, shocking the shit out of me because I actually know how close she is with her cousin.

"Shut up, Wendy. You taking it too far." he warns her. "Oh, so I'm taking it too far now? Fuck you, bitch ass nigga. I'm tired of the lame ass mind games your stupid ass be playing. You ain't the only nigga that'll take me out and fuck me good. Bitch, I should've fucked with Jessie instead of your immature ass!" Wendy goes off, getting louder and louder. "This is way too heated and people are starting to wonder about us." Miguel says, looking around as a few people in the food court watch us on the low. "Oh, so now yo hoe ass want one of my brothers just like the rest of my bitches did? Not surprising. Go for it. I dare you. Jessie would never in life fuck with yo trash ass. You have no class, you a hoe, you dumb as hell, you act mentally retarded, and you need help. You broke as hell too. I never should've stooped to yo level. This why I never fuck around with broke bitches. I don't need you, bitch. I can pull any woman I want and I bet my last they badder than yo ass is." he says back, glaring.

"Stop it! Y'all are being so foul and extra for nothing. Both of y'all have feelings for each other so what the hell is the fighting and insults for?" I ask. I'm so confused right now. "Broke? Nigga, your fucking family got money! Nigga, you flex with what your parents worked their asses off for! Nigga, you don't know shit but how to look good, have sex, and swipe your daddy's black card! How dare you call me broke? Nigga, I have my degree, my career, and I don't need a nigga for shit because I got my own together! What the fuck do you have?" she yells. "Wendy, stop." I demand as her eyes fill with tears. He starts laughing. "Aight." he says, letting it go.

She's looking down at her phone while tears roll down her face. "Y'all should apologize." Miguel says. "No." Noble says. I roll my eyes as Qua and his girlfriend walk over here. The night I popped up to talk to him, I was surprised at how pretty she is. I'm not hating or nothing but it should be me on his arm, not her. I'm getting horny just looking at him. As usual, he's fresh to death. All of those muscles and tattoos covering his sexy, brown skin turns me on so damn much. He's holding her hand and he also has a couple of shopping bags.

The both of them just sat down. "Wassup y'all?" Qua asks, avoiding eye contact with me. His bitch better not say shit to me. "Are you staying in an ex bitch's place today?" Chanel asks me. "I see you and my leftovers made up after you got mad at him when I showed up. Did he tell you that he held me all night while I slept?" I ask, smirking some. She started the petty shit so we can do it right now. She smiles. "He did tell me. I hope you cherished the moment, sweetheart. Don't count on it happening again." she says, keeping that bitch ass smile on her face. I chuckle. "Chanel, Chanel, Chanel... if only you knew." I say. "It's nothing for her to know, Reign. Chill with this shit." Qua demands. "Bastard, your damn girl came to this table running her mouth." I say.

"Aight and I'm telling you and her to dead this shit." he says. "Wassup, bruh?" Noble asks, shaking Qua's hand. "Ain't shit. What's wrong with your girl?" Qua asks, pointing at Wendy. "That bastard ain't my man." Wendy says, wiping her face. "They got into an argument because Noble is uncomfortable when he has feelings for someone." Miguel says, rolling his eyes. "No I'm not. I've been in serious relationships." Noble says. "And? You owe Wendy an apology." Miguel says. "What I miss?" Qua asks, seeming confused. "I agree with Miguel. You were wrong." I admit. He sighs, looking at her. "Wendy, I apologize for the shit I said to you. I fuck with you and I hope to be with you one day." Noble says, shocking the hell out of Qua, Miguel, and I. Ive never heard Noble put his pride to the side that much.

"It's not okay but I accept your apology." Wendy says. He stands then walks over here. "Let's hug the shit out." he says. She opens her arms. He leans in then hugs her while she cries a little. Wendy's feelings are hurt for her to just cry like that. "I was just talking shit. I didn't mean it." he says. "We should just be cool. I don't want to fuck around anymore. If I'm not the only one, I'd rather not have you." she says. He nods his head. "I understand." he says, pulling away from her. I love Jaylah but I honestly like Wendy for him more so I hope they turn this shit around eventually.

Everything is awkward now. Miguel and I are just staring at each other. Qua and his roach are all hugged up and playing while Noble and Wendy sit next to each other all in their feelings. "Bitch, let's go shop for my niece or nephew." Miguel says. "My feet are sore." I admit. "And I don't feel like walking. I'm starving." I add. "Qua, do you mind going and getting Reign some food? The Taco Bell is right there." Miguel says, pointing across the food court. He's so messy. Why would he ask my ex boyfriend to do that in front of his new girlfriend that doesn't like me? "Baby, is that your baby she's carrying?" Chanel asks Qua. "No." he answers, clenching his jaw and looking away from me. "Okay, that means you aren't about to go buy her food because she's craving." Chanel says. 

"I didn't ask him to." I say, rolling my eyes. "Can y'all quit?" Qua asks. "I'm just wondering. Noble and Wendy aren't in the moods to go over and get her food and I'm not feeling too good so neither can I. Reign is pregnant and her feet are hurting so she doesn't feel like it. Just because you're in a relationship doesn't mean you can't do something nice for a person who needs it." Miguel says. "Bitch..." Wendy says, laughing. Qua groans. "Reign, what you wanna eat?" he asks me, surprising me. "Don't worry about it." I say. His girl looks so mad and hurt. I don't want to mess nobody else's relationship up.

"Really, Qualynn?" Chanel asks him. "It's just Taco Bell." he says. She sucks her teeth. "I'm ready to go." she says. "I ain't ready yet. Give me a minute." he says. "You didn't introduce me." she complains. "Wendy and Miguel, this is my girlfriend Chanel. Chanel, that's Reign's friends, Wendy and Miguel. I didn't introduce y'all because I didn't think you wanted to fuck with my ex's friends." Qua explains. "It's a pleasure to meet you two." she says, ignoring him. She is werd as fuck.

"Noble, what are you doing today?" I ask. "Nothing. Why?" he asks. "Can you please massage my feet?" I ask. If my mom and I had a relationship, I'd ask her to massage them because she understands all the bullshit my body is going through dealing with my pregnancy. "Why I gotta do it?" he asks. "Ask yo baby daddy." he adds. "I haven't talked to that bum hoe." I say. The thought of Drew pisses me off. Miguel starts laughing. "My auntie hated her baby daddy while she was pregnant but that was her hormones. I think it's the same with you." Miguel says. "I don't hate him, I just don't like his ass." I say.

"Whatever." Miguel says. "Fine ass nigga alert. Reign, he staring at you." Wendy says, pointing in the direction of some man. I glance over at him then gasp. "Bitch... time to fucking go." I say, standing up. "What? Why?" she asks. "Let's go." I demand. "What you acting so scared for?" Noble asks. "I used to date him and he is fucking crazy. Let's go, right now." I say. That's the boyfriend I had after Drew when I decided to give love a chance. He was supposed to be some nice, God fearing man but he flipped out on me eventually. "You had another nigga? When?" Noble asks. "Can we please just go? He is walking over here. Oh my God." I say. "That's the nigga I heard you telling Majesty about?" Qua asks. I nod my head yes, taking a deep breath.

He just walked over here. "Hi, Reign. I haven't seen you in a while. When did... this happen?" my ex, Cedric asks, pointing at my stomach. Qua stands up. "Do it matter when it happened? Nigga, she ain't trying to be fuckin' round with you. Walk yo pussy ass off." Qua says. I'm so surprised right now. Noble stands up. "What the fuck yo bitch ass do to my lil sister?" Noble asks. "Oh, shit. This is bad." Miguel mumbles, wide eyed. "Baby, sit down." Chanel says, trying to pull Qua back down to his seat. He shoved her hand off of him though.

"Who are you guys?" Cedric asks, seeming scared. People are starting to watch it unfold. I want to stop Qua and Noble but I can't because I need Cedric to know that it's not okay for him to ever come near me again. If he starts acting weird or stalking me, I'm gonna get my dad to handle it and I know damn well he don't want that. "Who we are don't matter. Get the fuck while you got the option." Qua warns him. Cedric nods his head. "I'll see you around, Reign." he says. "No the fuck you won't." Noble says. "Bye Reign. I will see you later." Cedric says. Qua draws back then punches Cedric in his nose, sending blood flying everywhere. "Mane, bring yo ass around her if you want to! Pussy ass bitch, I dare you to do it!" Qua goes off as some random men and Miguel pull him and Noble away. I roll my eyes at Cedric as Wendy and I stand up. "Come on, stupid bitch before security comes." Wendy says to Chanel while we dip out.

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Wendy, Miguel, and I are riding around talking about whatever with no specific location in mind. "I forgot. I have something to do, y'all. It shouldn't take long. Wendy, let's go to your place. Y'all wait there while I handle this. Then, I'll come back." I say. "Handle what? You just ran into your weird ass ex boyfriend and you are pregnant. Do you really want to be alone?" Miguel asks. "Yes, I'll be fine. I have my gun." I assure them. "Okay. Girl, Chanel looked dog sick when Qua stood up for you. That nigga still yours. Like Chris Brown said, you own his heart and she just renting." Wendy jokes. "That was so corny but I agree." Miguel says, laughing. "He was just being nice." I say. "Girl, please. Qua was riding like he still your man. Would you choose him over Drew?" Wendy asks. "Honestly, yeah because he treated me like his queen." I answer. If he ever gives me another chance, I won't fuck it up.

SHAI

I'm doing the unthinkable. Here I am, sitting across from Reign at a table in the park. There's children out playing and people walking the trail. Today is overall a nice day. "Why a park?" she asks me. "Because, there's innocent children around so my chances of you beating me up are slim to none." I answer. I asked her to meet me so I can get some things off of my chest.

"Oh." she simply says, eyeing me. "I'm not here to argue or fight." I say. "What do you want, Shai?" she asks. "I know it's Drew's child." I say. She seems so uncomfortable now. "ho told you that?" she asks. "He did." I answer. "Bitch, what you wanna do? You here to set me up? Bitch, I'll blow your face off." she threatens me, reaching in her purse. "What? Reign, I'm here to be peaceful." I assure her. I didn't think she'd get so aggressive. I can't blame her, Majesty, or their siblings for being so rowdy because they were raised to be that way.

"What do you want?" she asks. "You're so defensive because you feel guilty for what you've done." I say. She isn't saying anything. "I just want to say thank you." I say. "What you thanking me for, Shai?" she asks. "Because, if you and Drew wouldn't have fooled around, your brother and I wouldn't have our bond." I say. "You are crazy as fuck." she says. "I love Drew. I wanted to work it out but now that he hurt me by impregnating you, I don't know about it." I say. "What does it have to do with me?" she asks. "I need closure. Why did you do it?" I ask. "It wasn't supposed to happen. I'm sorry, Shai. There, I said it. I apologize. I ruined what y'all had and that's fucked up. It was selfish and a jealous filled thing because I couldn't accept him being with someone else. I don't have an issue with you. You deserved to be angry and fight me. So, I'm sorry and if y'all decide to work it out, I wish you well." she says. I just broke down crying. I wasn't expecting her to say this.

"I hate you for this." I cry. She looks down as a tear rolls down her cheek "I'm pregnant and it's his, Shai I don't want to fight with you anymore. I'm sorry for this." she apologizes. "Fuck you." I say. She stands then walks away. I know she finally apologized but I just can't forgive her. What they did hurt me so badly and the pregnancy is the icing on the cake. I wanted to try to become cordial with her because I love Majesty and I don't what to continue to disrespect him by being at odds with his little sister. This is so hard for me.

I just got to my house. Drew is in the kitchen smoking with his friend Risha. "Sup?" she asks me. I ignore her. "I'm leaving." I say to Drew. "And going where?" he asks. "I don't deserve this. You got her pregnant and thought it was appropriate to give me the test." I say. "So? Who you cheating with?" he asks. "No one but my new man will love every inch of me." I answer. Majesty doesn't complain about the way I am and he's honest, unlike Drew.

Risha walks out, giving us privacy. "Yo ass not leaving me." he says. "You don't love me." I say. "So I'm going to let someone else do it." I add. "I do love you." he says. "How? Cheating and getting the bitch pregnant isn't love! I am mad as hell!" I scream. I feel a wide range of emotions and I don't wish such a hurting thing on anyone, male or female. "They were mistakes. I love you though, Shai. Who else gon' hold me down like you did me?" he asks. "Your baby momma will." I sarcastically answer. He pulls me in his arms. "Don't leave, please." he begs, holdimg me tight like he's afraid to let me go. He pulls away then kisses my lips. "Please." he begs. I pull away from him. "I'll see you later. I need to be alone right now." I say, walking away. 

"You coming back home, right?" he asks, following me to the front door. I ignore him as I walk out of it. Why did this have to happen? Now, he wants to work things out. I can barely process this whole thing. I need to be around Majesty. I know he can cheer me up. I'm dialing his number now. "Hey." he says. "I'm on my way." I say. "You okay?" he asks. "No." I answer. "Come then. Let Mr. Big Dick cheer yo ass up." he says, making me laugh a little "Stop calling yourself that." I say. He chuckles. "Hurry up." he says, hanging up his phone.

I'm finally here after twenty minutes of traffic. I parked in the garage today in case Drew decides to come here or something. I get out of my car then walk inside the house, locking the door behind me. "I'm in here!" I hear Majesty yell from the den. I walk in there. "Hi, Major." I greet his son while he draws on a large poster board. He waves a little. Majesty pulls me into a large hug, rocking me from side to side. "Stoooop, I hate when you do that." I say. He smiles. "That's what I did it for." he says. "What's wrong though? You been crying?" he asks, sitting on the couch. "Yes. I talked to your sister. She apologized for what she did with Drew but I can't forgive them. He also begged me to stay." I answer, watching his facial expression change to a look I haven't seen him give me before.

"Oh, word? So, y'all staying together?" he asks. I shrug my shoulders. "Things aren't the same but I love him." I admit. "Well, if you wanna stay down for a nigga who did yo ass foul like that, you do that. I ain't mad at ya." he says, shrugging his shoulders and turning his TV on Pandora. "Why did you just say that so rudely?" I ask. "I wasn't being rude. I ain't trying to talk about it. All I got to say is get the fuck out my crib, Shai. Go home to yo man." he demands. "Since when have you cared about what Drew and I have?" I ask. "I don't care. Dance with me." he demands as Keri Hilson's song Slow Dance plays on his TV. I'm so confused but whatever.

He has his arms around my waist and mine are around his neck while we slowly dance to the song. Major is still coloring, in his own little world. He kisses me on my neck then looks at my face. "Whooooaaaa, what do we have here?" I hear Noble ask, causing Majesty to jump and  pull away from me, almost knocking me down in the process of that. "Nigga, what the fuck?" Jessie asks with a look of shock and amusement all over his face. KeKe, Jessie, Noble, and Qua all have the same looks on their faces as they stare at us. Majesty looks extremely embarassed while his brothers laugh.

"Something happens when we slow daaaaance." KeKe jokingly sings, laughing hard at us. "Damn, this what you be doing when y'all get alone, nigga? Yep, you getting disowned. Let me call pops." Noble says, laughing and pulling his phone out to call Ant. "Chill. Don't call and snitch. The nigga in love." Jessie says. "I ain't in shit. We was just dancing." Majesty says. I'm blushing. "Slow dancing. Yo ass was banking on me coming back home late but naaaaw, the whole squad seen yo in love ass do that shit." Noble says. "I ain't in love, bitch ass nigga." Majesty says. "Awww, he getting ashamed and mad. Leave him alone." KeKe says, still laughing. "I done seen it all. What y'all got to eat?" Jessie assk, walking up the stairs. Well, this was interesting.

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