Wattpad charging for a premium account now, bih. Meanwhile, they needa run me a gotdamn check. This app wouldn't be SHIT without me along with all the other writers with big fan bases from all different backgrounds. Us writers make this bullshit what it is from the biggest writers straight down to the smallest writers. So, Imma be needing me a check, bih. Fytb. 🙄😴 And Ik I haven't updated. I just haven't been feeling this Wattpad bullshit lately, tbh. So, let's all politely ask Wattpad where the fuck me a check is 🙂

Another thing, quite a few people have asked me do I have a P.O. box so they can send me shit and the answer is no. Do y'all think I should get one? I will, but only if y'all that be asking or wondering are really gonna mail me gifts or cards or whatever it is ppl be talking about.
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"I love you like the fat kid loves cake and shit. I love you like the bad kid love breakin' shit.
Ride or die chick, fighting insecurities. Want a ring and my last name for securities." - J. Cole

2 MONTHS LATER

NOBLE

"Noble." Jaylah says. I look over at her. I just pulled up to my house. I went and picked her up from her apartment. "What?" I ask. "Why do you have a fucking attitude?" she asks. "Imma just assume you keep on acting dumb as fuck cause you pregnant and hormonal as hell." I say. She be going off on me everyday of my life. She six months pregnant and I'll be happy as hell when she finally gives birth cause I'm tired of her ass and all this bullshit.

"You just always have this nasty attitude towards me and I'm so tired of that. You don't even see or talk to me unless you asking about the baby." she says. "You ain't my girlfriend no more. Me and you are done. You always trying to argue and fight and I'm tired of that shit. I just wanna be a father to my child and that's it. You said you done with me, right? Fine. After you have the baby, you can go get all the free fried pickles and loaded french fries appetizers you want from Lil Applebee's cause I'm through trying with you." I say.

She rolls her eyes. "I wish you would stop bringing Tyler up. His name is Tyler, not Lil Applebee's. I'm not stupid, Noble. I know there's somebody else." she says. "Even if it is somebody else, that don't even concern you because you just my ex that's carrying my first child. That's all." I say. I watch as tears roll down her face. "You were just trying to work it out a month ago and now, you're acting like we never had shit." she says. "Jaylah... chill. As of now, I don't need the stress of being yo nigga so I just wanna be here for my child. When I was trying to fix shit, you wouldn't let me. Then, you talked crazy to my momma when you told em you pregnant. I ain't forgiving you for the shit you said to her." I say. I've never once disrespected her momma so fuck what she talking about.

"I was just so mad, Noble. That's so old anyway. Your parents don't even dwell on it." she says. "That's fine. But look, we gotta run in here real quick." I say, opening my door. She sighs then gets out of the car, holding her round, protruding belly. We gotta finally go see what we having today but we got some time to waste before the appointment. Majesty called and asked me to bring some food to the house so that's what I'm doing right now.

We just walked inside. I hear loud ass talking. I close and lock the door then walk all the way to the kitchen. Qua is over here sitting at the table. Majesty is sitting at the table too and his baby momma Precious is sitting around in her work uniform holding Major and laughing at whatever was just said. I never thought I would've saw the day Majesty and his baby momma would become cordial but now that she don't go partying all the time and actually got a job at a restaurant, he let her come by and chill with Major whenever she feel like seeing him.

Major slides off her lap then runs over to Jaylah, hugging her legs. She smiles then picks him up. "Hey, Major!" she exclaims, kissing his cheek as he laughs. I nod my head at everybody. "Do you think you his fuckin' momma?" Precious asks her. I think everybody be wondering that cause Jaylah and Major have always had a close bond, more than Major got with his own mother.

"Do you?" Jaylah sarcastically asks her. "Bitch! Don't play with me, fat hoe! Put my son down!" Precious hollers. "Chill yo dumb ass out. Every female that love Major ain't trying to take yo place as his mother. Damn, let's just be real here. You've been a half mother and you've been in and out of his life since he was born and you know that like my whole family know it. You better be glad the women in my life filled that void in his life. You lucky anybody even wanna give his ass the kinda love you wouldn't give him as his mother." Majesty says to her.

"It ain't about that! She over here kissing my baby and rocking him like she had him!" she yells. "What the fuck are you tripping for? I view him as my nephew, idiot! I am not Majesty's girlfriend, I'm Noble's! I could see if I was one of Majesty's bitches holding your son but I'm not! Stop taking your anger out on me! It is not my fault you didn't do what you were supposed to do for your son! Be a better mother and move on from the past! You can't be getting mad at the damn world! Be thankful I love him!" Jaylah goes off. Why she lie like that with no remorse? She know damn well she ain't my girlfriend no more.

Precious stands up then snatches her purse off the table. "I am a better fucking mother, bitch! You don't know me! I'm trying, so stop discrediting me cause of what the fuck I did in the past! I'm doing better now and Majesty know that! The way you interacting with my fuckin' son ain't like no damn so called step auntie! Bitch, you all over him like you wish he was yo child! I ain't dumb! Let me find out you one of them retarded ass bitches that kidnap other bitches babies! I don't give a fuck but know yo damn place! You didn't sit in labor then push him out yo pussy, I did! Act like you fuckin' know that!" Precious hollers at her. I see where she coming from, in a way. Jaylah does act like she wish she would've gave birth to him.

Jaylah sits Major down. "Your son ran up to me like he always does. So, you go and think about that." Jaylah says. Precious just charged at her, only to get snatched back by me. "Stop!" I demand. "Imma whoop her ass, on my son life!" she screams. "Bitch, don't put that on Major's life because I will put my foot up your ass." Jaylah says. "Jaylah, shut up." I demand, watching Majesty hold Precious back while Qua walks Major out of here.

"Do not tell me to shut up!" Jaylah hollers at me. I ignore her then look at Precious. "She pregnant, Precious. You not finna fight her." I say. She snatches away from Noble then picks her purse back up. "I gotta go to work. Go get my damn son so I can say bye to him." she says to Majesty. "And when that baby drop, I swear, Imma be on your ass. So, be ready, hoe cause imma be waiting for that ass and Imma fuck you up." she says to Jaylah. "I'll beat your ass in the middle of me being in labor." Jaylah says, rolling her eyes. "Y'all childish. Shut the fuck up. Noble, go get Major for me, bruh." Majesty says.

I walk out of the kitchen then up the stairs. I walk in Major's room then kick some of his toys and shoes out the way. Damn, Majesty need to clean this room up. It's toys everywhere. Qua is sitting on the bed watching Major scribble all over a piece of paper. "Wassup, nigga?" I ask Qua, picking Major up. "Move, Uncle!" Major whines, pushing my head. "You don't wanna play with Uncle Noble?" I ask him. He shakes his head no then points at Qua. "Soft ass nigga done took my nephew from me." I say, sitting Major back down with Qua. First, the nigga took one of my old hoes when we were younger and now he done took my damn nephew. Am I a walking L or some shit? I stay losing shit.

Qua starts laughing. "I'm just getting some practice in." he says. "Practice in for what?" I ask, raising my eyebrow. "I got a baby on the way, bruh. It's too early to know if it's a boy or girl. Me and my girlfriend excited as hell about that shit. We hoping for a son though but we cool with whatever God give us." he says, shocking me. "Damn, you and Chanel moving fast as fuck." I say, referring to his girlfriend he got with a little after him and Reign broke up. "Naw, she was my friend first so she ain't a stranger." he says. "Damn. Congrats, my nigga." I say. I haven't heard from Reign in a while but I hope she don't feel heart broken when she finds out he moved on and got a child on the way.

"I appreciate that, bruh." he says, handing Major an orange crayon. "So... what about my lil sister though?" I ask. He raises his eyebrow. "What about her?" he asks, shrugging his shoulders. "Damn. You over her that quick? Two months is all it took?" I ask. I thought they would've been on some forever in love type shit but I guess not. "It wasn't shit there for me to hold on to. I care about her and I wanna see her win but that's about it. I haven't seen or heard from her in two months anyway." he says. "Oh, and I'm joking. Me and Chanel ain't finna have no damn child." he adds.

"So, she not pregnant?" I ask. "Hell naw, nigga." he answers, laughing. "I'm tired of y'all mothafuckas pranking me. What do y'all gain from it?" I ask as he laughs. Him and Majesty have been pranking the fuck out of me lately for no type of reason. He shrugs his shoulders. "Let's go back downstairs, mane." he says, picking Major up. "Yeah, his momma wanna say bye to him." I say.

We just got back downstairs to the kitchen. I shake my head, watching Majesty dance to French Montana's song A Lie while he sings along. "Bye bye, baby." Precious says, hugging Major. "Bye bye." he says, grinning all goofy and shit. She starts laughing. I sigh, watching her kiss him on his forehead. "Wait a whole minute! Keep yo dick mouth off his face, Precious. You know I hate when you kiss on him." Majesty says, making me laugh. It ain't even just her. People don't even know it but Majesty is damn near a germophobe. He be madder than a bitch when people start kissing all on Major. I don't even think the nigga ever even kissed a girl before, actually.

"Shut up. I didn't kiss him in his mouth and I'm his momma regardless. So, shut up." Precious says back. Qua loudly yawns then smiles at her. "I got a question for you. How yo momma doing?" Qua asks. "Her momma? Nigga, what?" I ask, laughing. "She good, nigga. What is you asking fa?" she asks. I'm laughing hard as hell. The way she be talking is funny as hell. When she start arguing, she be forgetting what the fuck good grammar even is. "Cause I wanted to just check on her and see if her chopped and screwed ass ponytail grew any." Qua answers, making me laugh.

Precious rolls her eyes at him. "You so lucky I ain't bout to cuss yo hoe ass out. You got a brother or some?" she asks. "Yeah, why?" Qua asks. I raise my eyebrow as all of us watch Majesty sing the fuck out of this song, looking down at his phone and not paying us any attention at all. He looking at the phone like he mesmerized in this bitch. "Why you wondering if I got a brother?" Qua asks. "Cause you look half decent. So, if you got a brother that look better, send him my way." she answers. "Hell fuckin' naw. Never." Qua says.

"My heart cold but it really beat for you thoooooough. Ooooh, he do it better? That's a lie. He at my level? That's a lie." Majesty sings, typing something and nodding his head. He really in his own world. Nigga completely zoned out but he looking real peaceful. "Major, he singing about yo new step mommy Shai." I joke, laughing.

Majesty looks up at me. "Fuck outta here. I can't sing a song without you thinking it's about that lil bitch?" he asks. "Oh, she a lil bitch now, bruh?" Qua asks, laughing. "The hell else would Shai be to me? Quit playing. I told y'all I don't look at her like that. It's Ashley world." he says, grinning. "Ashley?" Qua asks. Majesty smirks. "She a big girl. The bigger the fuckin' better." he says. I'm laughing now. "I agree." I say. I love the shit out of big girls. Me and Majesty always have. I've never heard of Ashley though.

"Ion know. I've never fucked with a big girl before." Qua says. "You missing out. Ain't shit wrong with skinny girls but nigga... some big girls be having meat all in the right places. That lil stomach pouch have a nigga wildin'." Majesty says. "Shit, I miss Jaylah being big." I admit. I still love her and think she beautiful regardless but back when she had more weight on her, I used to be in love with that shit. She used to cuddle me like I'm her child. Shit be feeling so secure. I'm glad she lost weight for health purposes though.

"How you gon' say you miss her being big when she sitting right here?" Qua asks, laughing and pointing at her. I look over at her. "My bad, baby moms." I joke. She rolls her eyes at me. "I'm tired of you." she says. "That's fine." I say. "I remember that Shai female. Mhmm, Majesty. I'll spill all the tea if you don't let Major stay a night with me when I move in my new apartment. It ain't even in the hood neither." Precious says. "Spill the tea? I'll spill all the fucking tea my damn self before I let Major spend a night with you." Majesty says. "It's time for you to go anyway. Get the fuck out my kitchen, stupid ass lil bitch." he adds, mad all of a sudden.

"You lame as hell cussing me out in front of my baby." she says. "Don't you got some fucking orders to take? Bruh, go to yo job." he demands. "Don't I got some orders to take? Lil nigga, I ain't ever seen you punch no clock so how the fuck is you talking bad on people who work normal jobs?" Precious asks him. "Precious, let me inform you. My parents own shit all across America and in so many other countries. If I don't have to ever work, why the hell would I?" he asks. He got a point. My momma started teaching us about business when we were young in case we ever wanna do our own thing. She did that but she still always told us she stresses and her and my dad work so hard so we'll never have to go through no fucked up financial shit.

"Lazy bitch. You can't say shit!" she goes off. "Bitch, what the fuck I say? Yo ass do gotta go to work so, leave! Fuck I say that was bad about yo job? Mane, Precious, get yo stupid Rottweiler looking ass the fuck out my crib!" he goes back off. "Fuck you, nigga! Faggot, down low gay ass nigga!" she hollers. "Faggot? Bitch, you got me fucked up! If yo momma wasn't so gotdamn ugly, I would fuck her and let her explain to you how I ain't fuckin' gay! Lil pussy eating ass hoe, you can't accuse a gotdamn soul of being gay when you be eating out every last one of yo lil funky ass frish fry smelling ass homegirls! Bitch, you the thot on everybody block, fuck is you talkin' bout? Get out!" he snaps on her. Damn.

"I'll get out when I'm good and ready to go! Witcho stupid ass! I hope that nigga shoot yo bitch ass in the face when he find out his bitch be over here sucking yo dick!" she hollers, mad as hell. I'll be damned if I let Drew shoot this nigga if he ever finds out. Nobody in my family going for that shit anyway. I haven't heard from him in a while but not even my uncle Vonte will let his ass put a scratch on Majesty and he the one that adopted Drew. "I'll shoot yo funky ass in yours. Leave." he demands. Major starts crying. "No!" he whines. He don't know exactly what's going on but babies can always sense anger in my opinion.

I walk over to my nephew then pick him up while he cries. "Don't cry. It's cool, Major." I mumble, rubbing his back. Majesty sucks his teeth. "Precious, leave. Now, I'm ticked the fuck off. You got my son crying. Bye, stupid bitch." he calmly says, walking over to me and taking Major out of my arms. "I'll walk you out." I say to Precious. "No you are not walking her out." Jaylah says. I ignore her, leading Precious out of the kitchen. I knew they would start back arguing eventually.

I just walked back into the kitchen where Majesty is holding Major while he sniffles. "You don't need to be doing all that around lil man." Qua says. "I know that. You wanna point out anymore obvious shit?" Majesty sarcastically asks. "How you mad at me cause you got a lil dumb ass baby momma?" Qua asks. "I ain't mad at you. I just fuckin' hate hearing the obvious being pointed out." he says.

His phone starts ringing. "Oh shit. Yo wifey Shai calling?" I joke. He flips me off then answers the FaceTime call. "Hi." Shai exclaims, making me laugh hard as hell. I was only joking about Shai calling but it actually is her. "Wassup with you?" he asks her. "Well, I'm getting dressed. You?" she asks. "Just holding my son and talking to my people." he answers. "I know they don't like me but tell them I said hi." she says. "Shai said wassup." he says. "Die and go to hell." I say. "You go first, stupid ass." she says back. "You got balls now? Lil balls ass girl." I say back. "Chill." Majesty says, chuckling.

"Look at Majesty sticking up for his girlfriend. Y'all three months strong now." Qua jokes. "Three months into what, us fucking? I haven't even hit Shai in a long time." Majesty says. "Stop lying. We slept together two weeks ago." she says. "You may not wanna say that all loud with yo nigga in the same house." Majesty says. "So? He's always gone and he hardly pays me any attention. He's more than likely always out getting sex from other women so he can't possibly think I'm going months at a time with no sex while he enjoys himself." she says. "Hoe." I cough out.

Majesty looks at me. "Why you gotta call her out her name, bruh? Damn, the fuck did she even do to yo bully ass? Still wanna get breastfed by momma ass nigga." Majesty says. "Still wanna get breastfed by momma? You wanna get breastfed by my fuckin' fist? Mane, don't get yo ass whooped for defending this bitch." I say. "Chill. Damn, he said don't diss his girl so don't do it." Qua jumps in. "My girl? Nigga, hell naw. I just don't like when people get messed with for no reason. Fuck you gotta pick on her for?That shit stupid." Majesty says. "Naw, nigga. You stupid." I say, waving his dumb ass off. How he doing all this but so called don't care about her? Dumb ass nigga.

"Majesty, I'm going to call you back. I have to finish getting dressed and brush my teeth." she says. He starts laughing. "Shai, you nastier than a bitch. How you talking to me when you still got morning breath?" he asks her. "Morning breath? You're acting like you can smell it through the phone." she says. "I might can." he says. She starts laughing. "Whatever. I'll talk to you later. Hugs and hugs." she says. "Hugs and hugs?" Qua asks. "Majesty doesn't let me kiss him at all so we just hug. So, instead of hugs and kisses, I'm saying hugs and hugs." she explains. He hangs up the phone then shoves it in his pocket, awkwardly looking around at everybody like he embarrassed.

"Why you can't admit you like her? I don't fuck with Shai but I won't even lie, she kinda grew on me a lil bit. Y'all be kicking it so damn much so I'm used to her in a way." Qua says. "She didn't grow on me, her pussy did. I got a secret but I can't tell y'all right now." Majesty says. "A secret?" I ask. "About you and her?" I add. "Yeah." he answers. "What is it?" Qua asks. He takes a deep breath. "Well, I proposed to her and we plan on getting married next year after she divorce that nigga. The wedding gon' be in the summer and I gotta play like I hate her still so it'll all be a shock to everybody." he says. "Nigga, what?" I yell at him, genuinely caught off guard. My heart almost stopped beating.

Qua starts laughing. "Shut yo dumb ass up." he says. Majesty starts laughing. "I'm just fucking around with y'all. I'll never marry her ass. I do have a secret but that's the furthest thing from it." he says. "Mane, don't be playing like that. Mothafucka gon' give me a stroke and shit. What's the real secret?" I ask. "I can't tell nobody yet. Only me and her know. I wanna tell y'all but I just can't do it." he says. "Why yo bitch ass bring it up then?" Qua asks. "Cause, I'm debating on if Imma say something yet or not." he answers.

"Nigga, eat that fucking food we brought so we can go. Y'all niggas coming to the appointment, right?" I ask. "Yeah, I'll come. Didn't yo momma tell us we gotta come to a house warming or some shit like that?" Qua asks. "Yeah, she did. I'm confused about that though." Majesty says. "Me too." I admit. My momma moved into a seven bedroom house with my younger siblings and I really don't know why. All I know is she moved there, my dad still live in the family mansion, and that they don't deal with each other. I didn't think nothing of her moving out until they stopped communicating altogether. He gets my younger siblings through me or my brothers but him and my momma don't speak. I don't even know what happened between them.

Jaylah starts laughing. I look over at her while she texts, smiling. "Who the fuck you over there texting and smiling about?" I ask. "Shut up. I don't ask you that." she says. "Do what you want but Imma kill a nigga if you let some other man fuck you with my baby inside of you." I warn her. "Your momma did it." she mumbles. "Bitch, what the fuck you just say?" Majesty snaps on her. "You heard me. Your mother did it. Reign has said out of her own mouth that there was a possibility of her being your dad's or Montana's and the same with your little sister Dream. So, if your mother was fucking different niggas with another man's baby in her, don't say shit to me about that." she says.

"Mane, Jaylah. Speak on what the fuck you know about. My momma didn't have shit to do with this, so why you even disrespecting her? Jaylah, my momma is crazy as hell but she has always respected you. So, the fuck you disrespecting her name like that for?" I ask her. She don't know that Montana basically raped my momma and that's how the paternity issue with Dream even came about. It's just a lot that her ass won't ever know a gotdamn thing about.

"I didn't disrespect her, Noble." she says. "The fuck do you call that shit then?" Majesty asks. "I was stating a fucking fact." she says. "Let me state me a fact or two then. I don't fuckin' ever wanna be with yo difficult ass again and I wish I never met you. Oh, and I forgot my third fact I wanna state. I wish I didn't get you pregnant. You really don't even deserve to be the mother of my child." I calmly tell her, watching her face sadden.

"Everybody, chill. Jaylah, that shit wasn't even called for. Y'all gotta quit this shit. Today a good ass day, my nigga. Think about it, mane. Y'all finna find out the sex of y'all baby. Y'all gon' fuck the vibe up constantly fighting how y'all doing." Qua says. Jaylah rolls her eyes then stands up. "I like the wild bitch better anyway." Majesty mumbles, referring to Wendy lil crazy ass.

"What wild bitch?" Jaylah asks. "Noble got him a new bitch." Majesty answers, grinning. "Chill. No I don't." I deny it. I haven't smashed Wendy in a few weeks but I do see her slow ass a lot. We be going out to eat every once in a while but it ain't nothing that serious. "If I catch her, I'm beating your ass and hers too." Jaylah says. "Shut up, bruh. Majesty, get Major and let's go if you coming. Oh, and eat that food I bought. I didn't buy that shit for nothing." I say, pointing at the bag of food I bought him from Cracker Barrel.

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We just got to the doctor's office. I'm sitting down while Jaylah fills out the paper work. I glance over at Qua while he texts his girl. "What she talking about?" I ask. "Asking can I come scoop her up and if she can come with us." he answers. "Naw... don't do that. We gotta go to the shit my momma invited us to, remember? Reign not gon' be there but you know it'll be weird if you bring Chanel around the family." I explain. "She my girl though, bruh. People gotta accept that." he says. "I know but it's too soon. You know my family ain't accepting of people too fast." I say. "It's been two months. But aight, I'll give it more time before I bring her around out of respect." he says.

Jaylah just sat back down. "What do you think the baby will be? You think we should just wait to find out and do a gender reveal?" she asks me. "No. I wanna find out now. I don't care about a gender reveal. Maybe, if I have another baby, I'll do a gender reveal but with this one, I wanna know now. We can just do a big baby shower." I answer. "I agree." she says. "I hope it's a boy so him and Major can be wrecking shit when they get older." Majesty says, laughing.

"Oh shit. If y'all identical twins, do y'all think Major and this baby gon' look just alike?" Qua asks. "Probably not since it's still two different mothers. Precious and Jaylah look completely different but it's still possible." I say. "Now we all know my kids gon' always look better. I'm the finer twin.
Plus, Precious dumb as fuck but she still finer than a bitch anyway. My son killing all the babies. Nigga, Major finna be straight shitting on yo child." Majesty says. "Nigga, we look just alike. My baby gon' be the shit any fucking way. I'm fine as hell and Jaylah is too. Precious look like she live on Sesame Street with her big grin, puppet lookin' ass." I say back.

"Nigga, shut that lame ass shit up. I hope you have a daughter that grow up to be a hoe." he says. "No, let's not hope that." Jaylah says, laughing. "Damn, all my homies having kids and shit. I should have me one." Qua says. "With Reign." I say. "Naw, with Chanel, nigga. That's who I'm with so if anybody gon' get pregnant, it will be her." he says. I shake my head. Damn, him and Reign really over with. "Nigga, why can't you say fuck that shit and get back with my sister? Chanel can't compare." Majesty says. "It ain't about no comparison. I'm loyal. Y'all know that. I haven't talked to y'all sister in a long time. So, it is what it is." Qua says.

I watch as a nurse opens the door. Jaylah-" "I'm here." Jaylah cuts her off, standing up. "Alright. Follow me." the nurse says, smiling. All of us stand then follow her. "I'm about to check your vitals, okay? Take a seat in this chair." the nurse says, pointing at a green chair next to the bullshit they strap on your arm to check whatever the fuck they be checking on. "Wassup, baby?" Majesty flirts with her, leaning against the wall and looking at her dead in her face while she does whatever the fuck she doing with Jaylah. She is cute but looks around thirty years old.

She looks at him, laughing some. "How old are you? Jaylah, stand on the scale so I can check your weight, sweetie." she instructs. I watch as Jaylah stands and steps on the scale. "How old am I?" Majesty asks, raising his eyebrow. "Yes. How old are you? Jaylah, you can step down now. Everyone, follow me to the room and Dr. Spencer will be right with you." she says. My momma said Dr. Spencer was her doctor when she was pregnant majority of the times so that's why I chose her.

"I'm twenty two. You look around the same age, so wassup?" Majesty asks her. "I'm forty four years old. I'm old enough to be your mother." she says, laughing. My mouth is wide open. She fine as fuck and looks good for her age. Her ass is older than both of my parents. "The older, the better. I still wanna fuck with you." Majesty says, making me laugh. "Chill. She not interested." Qua says, still laughing. The nurse shakes her head as Dr. Spencer walks in. Now, Dr. Spencer is one fine ass older woman. She could get it.

I watch as the nurse leaves then look at her. "Hello, everyone. Jaylah and Noble, today is the day! Are you two excited?" she asks. "I am. I hope it's a girl." Jaylah answers. "I'm cool with whatever God give me, honestly." I answer. She smiles. "Well, you'll know by the end of this appointment. Majesty and Noble, how is your family doing?" she asks, smiling at us. "You know how the Mitchells are." Majesty answers, making her laugh. "How about your mom? I haven't seen her in a few months." she says. "She okay. I'll tell her you asked." I say.

She looks over at Majesty. "Have you been having protective sex like we spoke about?" she asks him, making me laugh my ass off. She the type of doctor that'll get on your ass when she know you doing wrong. "Of course." he lies. "Lying through your teeth. Well, schedule an appointment for your regular check ups before you leave." she says. He starts laughing. "I got you." he tells her. She is his regular doctor he goes to and the doctor my momma took him to when he got a curable STD back in high school.

"Lay here for me, Jaylah." she instructs, pointing at whatever the hell type of bullshit pregnant ladies lay on. I swear, my momma has had so many kids over the years and I still to this day don't know a damn thing about these appointments. I watch as she sits down in her chair that's in front of some type of machine. "We're doing the 3D/4D ultrasound, correct?" Jaylah asks. "Yes, we are." Dr. Spencer answers her. "Oh shit! So, we literally finna somewhat see how y'all baby look? This shit live." Qua says. This nigga weird as hell.

She just put some type of jelly on Jaylah's belly. Major just started full blown screaming. "Major, what?" Majesty asks, picking him up. "Thirsty, dada." he whines. Majesty puts him down then opens up a bottle of water. "Here." He says, shaking his head. I hope Major don't grow up to be a lil punk ass nigga. He two and be crying over nothing every single day. Most of my younger siblings didn't do all that hollering and crying every other minute when they were two. Major is spoiled as hell.

"Look at the baby, Noble! Look at that cute little face!" Jaylah exclaims, in tears, pointing at the screen. Damn, this shit nice. Instead of it being the typical ultrasound, we can actually see the baby's face somewhat. I can't tell the gender though. "You see the little fingers?" Dr. Spencer asks, smiling. "Damn." Qua mumbles, taking pictures of the baby. Damn, I wanna cry and shit. I really can't even believe that's all me. That shit crazy.

"Jaylah, do you ever feel the baby moving around in there?" Dr. Spencer asks. "Sometimes. It scares me because I always think I'm about to go in labor early." she answers. "Do you have any questions or concerns?" she asks. "Not really. I'm ready to know what my baby is." Jaylah answers, smiling wide. "Let's play the guessing game, starting with you. What's your name, hun?" Dr. Spencer asks, pointing at Qua. "Qualynn." he answers. "Okay, Qualynn. What do you think this precious baby is?" she asks. "A girl." he answers, grinning.

"And you, Majesty?" she asks. "A girl too. I hope I'm getting a nephew though. All I got is two nieces." he answers, smiling and recording it. "Daddy to be?" she asks me, smiling wide. "A girl. I think it is too cause like... I just got a feeling it is." I answer, staring at my child on the screen. Damn, I'm so ready for my baby to get here. I don't care about what I get but I got a feeling we having a baby girl. "Mommy to be?" Dr. Spencer asks Jaylah. "A girl. I hope so. Do you actually already know the gender?" she asks. "Yes. One... two... three! It's a booooooy!" she exclaims.

"Oh shit! Oh fuckin' shit! I'm having a son?" I exclaim. "Yes!" she answers, laughing. "Thank you God and everybody in Heaven! A nigga having a boy in this bitch." I say, laughing. "Maneeeee, I gotta hit the blunt a few times when I leave here. Imma throw a party. I got a nephew, mane." Majesty says. "Congratulations, my nigga." Qua says, shaking my hand. "Stop cursing so much in front of the doctor." Jaylah fusses, wiping her eyes while she cries some. "Oh, it's okay. I'm used to the Mitchell clan." Dr. Spencer jokes, making me laugh.

"I got a question. Be honest, Dr. Spencer." I say. "What is it?" she asks. "What my boy working with? He got a big dick like his daddy do? Show me his dick. I gotta see if he inherited the blessing from me." I joke, making all of them laugh. "Noble, you are something else. This is his little penis right here." she says, pointing at a small object. "Shit, it may be a shrimp right now but I know he gon' have a jumbo shrimp eventually. So, I ain't tripping." I say. "Stupid ass." Jaylah mumbles.

"Print me out a picture of the ultrasound too." Qua says. "Just give me a couple and Imma take em to Walgreens and get them blown up. I gotta give my momma her copies." I say. "Same here. I'm so huge. Is there a possibility of me carrying twins? I know I'm six months pregnant but is there still a way you can check and see if you missed a baby?" Jaylah asks. "Jay, what kinda dumb shit was that? She would've known it." Qua says. "Shut up. Dr. Spencer, please check." Jaylah says. "I know I didn't miss a baby but I'll check for you." she answers.

She checking that and we can hear the baby's heart beat. "My son got a nice ass heartbeat, huh?" I ask, chuckling. "Music to my ears." Dr. Spencer says, still focusing on Jaylah. I wonder what we'll name him. "Nope, no twins. Did you two have any questions?" she asks. "When can I have sex again? Is it safe? Noble and I haven't done it lately because I'm too afraid. So, is it okay?" Jaylah asks. Naw, we haven't had sex because she be bullshitting and I be getting pussy in other places.

"Okay, the baby is healthy and so are you. So, I'm not going to tell you to change your sex life if you don't want to. When was the last time you had sex?" she asks. "I think we had sex around the time I was three or four months pregnant. Maybe, two months. I'm not sure but it's been months and I didn't know that I was pregnant then." Jaylah answers. "Okay. Well, it's okay for you two to try it but if you feel any pain, stop immediately and come and see me. You may want to try different positions until you find one that's most comfortable for you." Dr. Spencer says. That won't be necessary cause I ain't even fucking her no more. My most consistent pussy is Wendy's so I honestly don't even have to fuck Jaylah to get a good ass nut when I feel like it.

"Okay. I have a few more questions about some body changes I've had but I want to ask in private. Noble, Majesty, and Qua, get out." she demands. "Say no more. Rude ass." Majesty says, standing and picking Major up. All of us just stood and walked out. I wonder what she got to ask her that was such a secret. I'm happy though. My first child is a boy.

After we leave here, I plan on stopping at Walgreens to get more copies of the ultrasound. Now, I'm all excited and shit. I gotta design his nursery that'll be at my house. I plan on getting with Jaylah to see if she wanna move somewhere with more space for when he gets here. Regardless, I'm paying for his nursery where she lives and Imma always make sure she got whatever she needs because she the mother of my only child. I ain't having no more kids until years from now, if I even have some more.

Majority of my family don't even know I got a baby on the way. So, I can't wait to see how they react to it. After I go get my pictures, we have to head straight to the house warming or whatever the fuck it is.

REIGN

"Here's your clothes your mother brought for you." the lady at the front desk of the mental health center I've been staying in says, handing me the brown paper bag with clothes and shoes in it. I've been in here with no phone or anything for two months straight. They came and picked me up  from Tez's mansion the night I tried to kill myself and I've been here ever since. I chose not to have visitors and to only accept phone calls from my parents or my siblings. Some days, I wouldn't even bother with talking to anyone.

I haven't heard shit from or about Qua but it is what it is. I didn't expect him to wait for me. He made it perfectly clear that he didn't want to have shit to do with me no more. I've accepted that. It was hard as hell for me when I first got in here. I cried every single night for a couple of nights thinking about Qua. All of the therapy sessions and group discussions I've had to go to here played a big part in me getting past that.

I'm walking to the room I share with this crazy ass girl I met right now. "I gave you the suicide hotline, Reign and I also gave you my emergency contact. If you have any thoughts of killing yourself again, do not hesitate to make the call." The psychiatrist tells me. He cool as hell. He an older black dude. I cussed him clean the fuck out when I first got here but we have no issues now. I'm thankful for him. My parents admitting me here and them keeping me in this bitch for  two months is one of the best things they've ever done for me. I'm feeling like a whole new bitch.

"I got it." I say. "I'm gonna go check on a couple of other patients while you get dressed. Then, I'll be back with your signed discharge papers." he says. I nod my head, watching him walk out of the small room. I'm glad I got some help and all but I'm so damn ready to get out of this place. A lot of the ugly ass bitches who work here are rude to us suicidal patients for no apparent reason, the food is nasty, I'm tired as fuck of being monitored, I'm tired of the forced therapy sessions, and I'm damn sure tired of fighting hoes. Fights breaking out around here is common when there's so many mentally unstable people in the same place.

I'm in the small restroom using the disgusting toothpaste they give. The bedrooms and bathrooms are set up to where it's pretty much impossible to self harm. I promised to never try to kill myself again though. I feel extremely peaceful and I'm learning to love and respect myself way more.

I just opened the brown paper bag up so I can see what outfit my momma brought for me. "What the fuck?" I mumble. She sent me a cute outfit but it's so dressy. I wanted some sweats and a big shirt, not a dress. She spent over eight thousand dollars for this fucking Gucci dress and I don't even know what the point was. I'm not interested in it. That's mainly because I'm three months pregnant and nobody but the people here working in the facility know about it. I plan on asking my momma and daddy to dinner tonight and telling them about my baby then. Something clicked in me and I decided I'm gonna keep my baby if I'm the one who wasn't having safe sex.

I just threw the dress and high heels on. My hair is all curly and hanging down. I have a little bit of lip gloss on and I'm just making sure I'm somewhat presentable. I walk out of the bathroom and back into the room I've been sharing with this girl who is also about to go home tomorrow or something. "Goodluck, girly." she says, smiling. "Back at ya." I say. "I'll miss you so much." she says. "Mhmm." I say. I won't miss her ass one bit. She is crazy as hell.

I met this guy during one of the blended group discussions and I will miss him for sure. We talked a lot every single session and became cool. He gave me his phone number before he got out of here two weeks ago and I plan on hitting him up as soon as I can. He was just a good friend to me. He doesn't come from money and he isn't drug related. He was just down to earth as hell. I wonder how he is.

The doctor walked me up. "Be safe, sweetheart." the lady at the front desk says, smiling at me while I walk to the double doors holding my bag of stuff. "You too." I say, walking out. Damn, it feels so fucking good to finally be out in the open. I'm looking for my mom now. She was supposed to be here already. I know damn well her ass didn't forget she had to come get me from here today. She's the one that checked me out so where in the hell is she? This is the shit that pisses me off. How the fuck could she not be here and have me standing outside looking stupid? I'm actually anxious to see her because I haven't even seen my family since before I got here.

"Reign!" I hear her yell. I glance way across the parking lot. I can't help but to smile. My mom is parked way in the back in her Range Rover and she's standing beside it with a lot of pink, white, and silver balloons. I look both ways then run way across the parking lot to her. "Reign! Baby, I missed you!" she exclaims, pulling me in a big ass hug. "I missed you more, momma. Where is daddy?" I ask, melting in her arms. I miss that mean ass nigga too. "Long story. We have to meet him somewhere." she answers.

I nod my head, looking at her outfit. "You look so pretty, mom. Where are you going so dressed up?" I ask, eyeing her. She has on a white dress that fits her perfectly with a pair of white Valentino rockstud heels on her feet. Her jewelry and makeup is flawless but I did just notice something. She doesn't have a wedding ring or the diamond encrusted band that goes with it on her finger. She is still wearing the ring she said belonged to his sister that my daddy gave her when they were teenagers but still, where the fuck is her wedding ring?

"I brought you a dress and heels because I'm having a house warming and everybody's dressed up for it." she answers, putting all ot the balloons in the back seat. "A house warming?" I ask, climbing in her truck. I watch as she walks on her side then gets in. "Yes, a house warming, Reign. Did you want to go take a nice shower or anything or do you want to go straight there?" she asks. "A nice shower that doesn't consist of extreme safety measures." I answer, making her laugh some.

"Okay, baby. Well, I do have something to tell you. I hate to tell you bad news but your dad and I don't live together anymore." she says, shocking me. "What? What happened?" I ask, frowning. I know I saw him with another woman when I was working but damn. "It's a lot, baby, but it's nothing we can't handle. Right now, we need our own space. So, I moved out of the mansion into a nice, smaller house for me and the little ones." she explains. "Dang. Well, since I don't have my own place anymore, is it any room at the new house for me?" I ask. "Of course, Reign. Right now, we have to meet your dad, then we can go there. This is actually my first time seeing your daddy in a long time." she admits.

"Really?" I ask. "Yes. I'm nervous to see him for some reason." she says. I don't have nothing to say at all because I just don't know what I'm supposed to say to that. I hate when they get on bad terms but knowing those two, they'll come back to each other really soon. So, I'm not even tripping about whatever it was.

"Ma, where are we going to meet him at?" I ask. "Well, you know the new fine dining restaurant we opened four months ago?" she asks. "Yeah. I heard it's doing good." I answer. "It is. Now, we need more staff. We let the managers we hired do the first interviews and then your dad and I have to interview the candidates they selected so we can give the final say so on if they'll get the job or not. You can sit in on the interviews if you want." she says. "Why do you and dad override the managers' decisions if y'all hired them to manage it?" I ask. "Have you ever heard of any one of our businesses failing?" I ask. "Nope." I answer. Everything they own are always getting five star ratings on Google. "That's because I run everything and it ain't a damn thing that's gonna be changed or added on without them running it through me and Ant first." she says. For a woman that came from nothing and didn't even get to graduate from high school, my momma is one of the smartest business women out here.

"I understand." I say, looking out the window while she drives. "Jyreese told me you two have talked some while you were in there." she says. "Yeah... the times I was allowed to make calls for a few minutes, I called y'all first then I called him. I just wouldn't accept any of his calls but I did call him some." I answer. "How is that going? Reign, don't go jumping into another relationship, babygirl. Focus on you." she says. "Jyreese is more of the friend type. I like savages." I tell her, making  her laugh. "Naw, you need to like somebody that won't put your ass through hell." she says.

"Jyreese acts so white." I say. "No he doesn't. He knows how to have fun. Me and your dad have met him in New Orleans a couple of times on business trips and your dad has gotten him so drunk. He was the life of the party when we were on Bourbon Street." She says, laughing and looking like she's reminiscing. "Really? I bet he danced so ugly." I say, laughing as I imagine Jyreese's uptight, wanna be white man ass fist pumping to rap music or some shit.

"Girl, no. The Cha Cha Slide started playing. Ant set that nigga up for failure. He had him out there dancing all wild and so many people recorded his ass. Then, Ant talked him into walking in one of those strip clubs down there. Your daddy is so trifling. He knew that one of the women there was a trans girl and he paid her to dance on Jyreese." she says. I gasp. "Daddy paid a transsexual to dance on Jyreese while he was drunk? He's so mean. Was Jyreese mad when he found out it wasn't necessarily a natural born woman?" I ask. "Girl, Jyreese was mad as hell the next day. You know your daddy didn't do shit but laugh at it right along with the owner of that club." she says.

She looks all upset all of a sudden. "You miss him, don't you?" I ask. "Miss who?" she asks. "Antasia Mitchell." I answer, chuckling. She waves me off, still focused on the road. "I don't miss that lil eyes having ass bastard." she answers, rolling her eyes. "Whatever, ma. I don't believe you. It's okay to not be so tough all of the times. If you miss daddy, it's okay." I say. "I don't miss him. I'm just still learning how to live without him being there. Sometimes, I get all paranoid at night. Then, when I roll over and realize he ain't beside me to make me feel safe, I get a little sad and I even almost called him at four in the morning one time until I stopped myself." she admits. I'm surprised she even opened up to me about that.

"Y'all should talk it out." I suggest. "Nope, it's better this way. Your daddy is doing him and that's okay." she says. "Yeah..." I mumble. I hate when they get mad at each other. I wasn't expecting her to pack her shit and move into her own house though. "Fuck, I hate L.A. traffic." she mumbles, glaring at the cars ahead of us like she wanna just run all of them off the road. Her facial expressions are always so funny.

-

We just pulled up to their restaurant. It's already a lot of people here and it's not even night time. "I'm gonna talk to your dad about opening up a second location since this one is so successful. I'm thinking about opening a homeless shelter too. Oh, and I'm planning on opening a designer clothing store, maybe next year or the end of this year. You gonna help me out when you finish that business degree?" she asks, smiling.

"I need some money. So, can I help you before then?" I ask, making her laugh. "How about this. You save up and give me your cut, then we can go into business and finally get your nice store you talked about up and running." she says. I gasp, watching her pull a folded piece of paper out of her pocket. "I had this future floor plan designed. I've thought about it. Look it over and let me know if you like it or want anything different. It's your store. We're getting it built from the ground up or if you don't want that, we can start finding locations to buy soon. Let's get your store started." she says, giving me the most perfect floor plan ever. "Mom!" I exclaim, hugging her and crying. I'm so happy. I honestly thought her and my dad never paid my dreams and aspirations any attention when I used to tell them how bad I want to own nice ass clothing store. I'm so grateful.

"I'm proud of you regardless, Reign." she says. I pull away from her then kiss her forehead. "Thank you." I say. "You're welcome. Thank your bean pie head ass daddy too. We actually had a few conversations about it a while back but then everything happened." she explains. "Wow." I say. The fact that my mom and dad literally listened to me is so touching. I can tell my mom paid me attention even when I thought she was half listening because the way she has this floor plan designed says it all. It's literally exactly how I told her and my dad I imagined my store being. I'm so damn happy. Can't nobody steal my joy.

We're inside. It's a lot of people in here. We just walked into the managers' office. "Y'all got this office looking like a shit hole, Mike." my mom fusses, glaring at the black manager who looks a little bit younger than her and my dad. "I apologize, Mrs. Mitchell. I'll have this cleaned up as soon as possible." he says. "No, you won't have shit cleaned up. We don't pay the janitors to clean up this dirty ass office, do you understand me? You and Jim are gonna clean this bullshit your damn selves. What the hell is this I heard about you treating the janitors like maids? They are not obligated to clean up your shit that you threw all in here." she goes clean off. I clear my throat, looking down. My momma don't play when it comes to how her and my dad's businesses get represented, that's for sure.

"I understand. I apologize. It will never be this way again." he says. "Better not be. This shit looks awful. And I'll be damned if you treat our janitors bad. They get paid by us to clean the restaurant and sanitize everything for the next day, not come and organize this dirty ass office." she says. "I got it. This won't happen again, I promise." he says. "I know it won't. Go check on the guests. Oh, and when the people we have to interview get here, send them straight in here and I'll take it from there. I'm doing on the spot hiring if I choose them. So, did you tell them to have their forms of identification with them?" she asks. "Yes, I did. And will Mr. Mitchell be here?" he asks. "He should be." she answers. He nods his head, walking out.

"Dang, you went off on him." I say to her, sitting in the chair in the corner. She's sitting in one of the chairs at the desk. The chair beside hers is for my dad, I'm guessing. "I didn't disrespect him, I just told the truth. This office should not be so cluttered, at all. And then one of the janitors on payroll complained about them trying to force them to straighten this up. Hell naw, the only thing they are responsible for doing in this office is wiping everything down, sweeping, and emptying the trash. Cleaning up after grown ass men ain't in their job descriptions." She says. I nod my head. At least they understand that she is the boss lady around this bitch.

The door opens. My dad walks in, dressed nicely. He has a fresh haircut and everything. He has on a navy blue dress shirt, a pair of gray slacks, and some Prada loafers that match his shirt. He has on very little jewelry today. He has his wedding band on, just not on his ring finger. It's on one of his fingers on his right hand instead. At least he still has it on somewhat.

I watch as he takes his shades off. "Is that my lil gangsta Reign?" he jokes, smiling wide at me. I stand up then walk over to him. He pulls me in a tight him. "Damn, I missed yo lil smart mouth ass." he says. "I missed you too, meany. Did you bring your favorite daughter a gift?" I ask, innocently smiling. "I don't have no favorite daughter." he says. "Let me have your shades then. They're nice." I admit, staring at them. I bet he spent some money on those. "Naw, pimpin'. I just got them custom made and they Versace. Here though." he says, pulling his wallet out of his pocket. He opens it then starts thumbing through. He hands me five hundred dollars. "Go buy yourself something. I got your account frozen right now but Imma get that taken care of as soon as possible and make sure you straight." he says. "Thanks, dad." I say, hugging him again.

My mom loudly clears her throat. "Oh. Daddy, are you gonna say hi to mom?" I ask. He looks over at her. "Damn." he mumbles, just staring at her. I shake my head, disgusted. My dad is eye fucking her right now. It's all in his face. His eyes are roaming  her whole body. Now, he got his eyes glued to her crossed legs while she taps the desk with her fingernails. "Can you quit being a pervert?" she asks. "Here yo ass go." he says, shaking his head.

"I didn't do nothing." she says. "I haven't seen you in a minute. You miss big daddy?" he asks. "Hell naw." she answers. "Back at you." he says, taking his seat beside her. Well, this is awkward. My mom is just looking at everything but him while he stares at her like he wanna do some freaky ass shit to her right now. She knows she likes it so I don't know why my mom is playing.

He leans in close to her then plants a kiss on her neck. I raise my eyebrow, watching him kiss on her neck and up to her face while she squirms around like she getting tured on. Oh, hell naw. I refuse to watch them have a reunion sex session. Nasty asses. "Get back, Ant, damn." she demands, pushing him. He smiles wide in her face then kisses her on her cheek. "I just want you to know it's still love over here." he says. "Yep." she mumbles.

The door opens. A young girl, looking around seventeen or eighteen walks in. She's skinny, darkskinned, and has her hair in a neat bun. She's holding a folder. My dad stands up. "Antasia Mitchell." he introduces himself, extending his hand. She shakes his. "Kennedy Wilson." she says. She waves at me then smiles at my mom. "Jessica Mitchell. Nice to meet you, Kennedy." my mom says. "You too." Kennedy politely says, sitting down in the chair across from them.

"Tell us about you." my dad says, pulling some type of sheet of paper out of a folder. "Well, as I said before, my name is Kennedy Wilson. I just celebrated my eighteenth birthday." she starts. "Happy belated birthday, sweetheart." my mom says, giving her a warm smile. Damn, if I didn't know the real them, I wouldn't even assume my dad has drug money and that they're really crazy as shit behind closed doors. My parents can act because they aren't even acting like the same people right now.

"Thank you. But yeah, I just turned eighteen and I recently graduated from highschool. I'm from Chicago and I moved here one year ago." she says. "Do you have any experience working in a full service, fine dining restaurant? I see you applied for the server position." my dad says, writing something on the paper. "No, I've never served but I know that I'm completely capable of doing anything I put my mind to. If you decide to hire me, I promise you will not regret giving me this job. I promise I will make you proud." she says. My mom and dad just shared a look of approval with each other.

"We do have two full weeks of training. Will you be able to start next Monday?" my mom asks. "Yes!" she exclaims. "Alright. Congratulations, Kennedy. You're hired. The interview process isn't typically this easy but I like you a lot. Don't disappoint me." my mom says. "I won't, I promise. How much does it pay?" she asks. "Well, we own this restaurant, first of all." my dad starts, surprising her. Maybe, she thought they were just hiring managers. "So, because we own this, we make our own rules. Here, we pay our servers $6.00 and hour. Servers usually make around two to three dollars an hours plus tips. Here, we pay out the $6.00 an hour. Of course, that ain't much but as a server, you work for tips, Kennedy. We do not make anybody split tips around here so whatever you make is all yours, plus the hourly wage." my dad explains. Damn, the people I know who work at other restaurants do not make $6.00 an hour plus tips. Tip money adds the fuck up.

"I'm so happy. My mom is in between jobs so things have been hard. I'm so glad I got this job to help out." Kennedy says. She seems so sweet and like a genuinely nice girl. "Tell your momma apply for whatever she wanna do and I got her." my dad says. She gasps. "Seriously?" she asks. "Yeah. We own a few more places. How much she wanna make an hour?" my dad asks her. "She always says she at least needs $12.00 an hour for now." she answers. "How about this? Take this." my dad says, pulling one of him and my mom's business cards out of his wallet. He hands it to her. "Tell her go on that website and scroll. It's a lot of different business on there. We own each and every last one. Tell her to pick whatever she wants and to send an email to the email address on the card letting me know that she your momma. You said she okay with twelve an hour? Let her know I got her something I can pay her $35.00 an hour with no degree." my dad says.

Kennedy is crying now. "Thank you. We live in a homeless shelter right now. You don't understand what this means to me." she says, full blown crying. I can tell she's not lying at all. "$35.00 an hour with no degree? Do you always do this for people?" she asks, still crying. "No, but I got y'all covered." my dad says. He opens his wallet up then takes the large stack of money out. He hands it to her. "Wait." my mom says, pulling an empty pouch out of her purse. "Put that money in here." she says, handing her the Givenchy pouch.

Kennedy is fully crying at this point. "Make sure your momma send that email. Take all that money and go get y'all a hotel room. That's enough money for y'all to stay in the hotel and get an apartment and pay the bills for a couple of months." my dad says. This girl is just crying and thanking them. "Matter of fact, start training today. Tonight at six to ten. We won't be here but the trainers and managers are gonna take good care of you." my momma says. "This is the best day I've ever had." she says. My mom smiles. "Glad we could help." my dad says.

"Go take your identification to Mike, the manager. Remember, six. Just wear black pants and a black shirt for now. He'll go over uniforms when you start training this afternoon." my mom says. She stands up, sniffling. "Thank you so much, again." she says, heading out of here. I go close the door then look at them. "What made y'all do all of that?" I ask. I'm just curious. "Because, the both of us know what it's like and we know what it's like to be homeless. Your dad and I have both been there before." my mom answers. "Yeah. She was cool as hell, real genuine lil girl." my dad agrees.

"Well, on to the next. Reign, go tell them to send Brianna Hicks in." my mom demands. I nod my head then walk out of the office. "Are you Brianna Hicks?" I ask a woman who looks around Jessie's age. "Yes." she answers. Damn, she looks so damn ghetto. Who wears green lipstick to a job interview? She even has on a dress that stops above her knees. I open the door then walk in with her. I close it then take my seat.

"I'm Antasia Mitchell and this is my wife, Jessica. Who you think we are?" my dad asks. "Ion know. Some type of managers or something?" she asks. "Naw, the owners." my dad says. Her mouth drops. "You look like you got money. Daddy, I'm old enough." she flirts with my dad, shocking the hell out of me. "What?" I ask. "You do know you ain't getting hired, right? You can leave. Interview over." my dad says. "What I do?" Brianna asks. "You unprofessional. Leave." my momma demands, glaring. All that nice shit flew clean out the window.

I watch as Brianna storms out, mad as hell. My dad starts laughing. "You funny, Jessica." he says. She rolls her eyes at him then stands. "That was the last interview. Bye." she says. "Wait. I need to talk to you bout something. I can't figure this shit out. You know you the mastermind when it come to this finance shit. I done tried to figure this stock shit out a whole month but I can't. You'll help me out?" my dad asks my momma, showing her something on his phone. She starts laughing. "Ask your new fling to help you. Oops, my bad. She don't know a fucking thing except how to suck and fuck. Let's go, Reign." my mom demands, walking out. Damn. I heard that then.

My dad groans. "You have someone else?" I ask. "Naw, Reign." he answers. "Why she gotta be like that with me?" he asks. I shrug my shoulders. "See you later, papa bear." I say. He stands up then kisses my forehead. "I love you." he says. "I love you too." I say, walking out of the office.

-
We just got to the house warming my mom was talking about. Noble and Majesty are here and dressed up. Gucci Mane's song Off The Leash is playing. It's just my very close family that's here and it's not even everybody. "Look who it is." Noble says, smiling and pulling me in his embrace. "Hey." I say, hugging my brother back. I missed my brothers and sisters so much. Majesty pulls me in a hug, spinning me around. "My annoying sister done touched down. Welcome back." he says, talking like my ass just did a long bid in jail or some shit.

I smile at LaLa as she rushes over here. "Wassup, mane? You feel better?" she asks, hugging me tight. I'm so shocked. LaLa never ever hugs me and shit. "Way better. You missed me, lil girl?" I ask. "I guess I missed yo fat ass. Why you look like you gained weight?" she asks. "Mind your business." I demand, laughing. LaLa is so rude. I know I'm secretly pregnant but what if I just picked up a lot of weight from eating? My feelings would have been hurt. LaLa needs a filter.

"Hold up, this my part." Majesty says, nodding his head to the music. "I put it down so long and so strong that yo bitch a leave home, do wrong. Mane, yo bitch is off the leeeeeash! Two days gone, she been gone so long. You can't get her on the phone cause the bitch done been with meeeeee! Said she wanna hang when she wanna hang, bang who she wanna bang. Bang bang, baby, you can be a freeeeeak!" Me and Majesty rap along together dancing while Majesty flexes with his bankroll he pulled out his pocket. "Shai." Noble coughs out. "Fuck outta here." Majesty says, making me laugh.

Qua walks over here then looks at me. I take a deep breath. "Hey, Qua." I mumble, feeling my heartbeat speed up. Maybe, now, he'll want me after I went and got some help. I'm way better now. I'm not perfect, but I'm still better. "Wassup, Reign?" he asks, looking down at me. I'm all nervous with butterflies in my stomach for some reason. I wonder if he feels like that right now too. I was so fucking crazy about Qua but he just didn't think so. "How are you?" I ask. "I'm good. You?" he asks. "I'm fine." I answer. "That's good to hear, for real." he says.

I nod my head. "It's good to see you." I say. "Good to see you too." he says. "Qua... can we talk?" I ask. "We talking right now." he says. "You know what I meant. Can we step away from all the noise and talk in private? I have something I need to say." I say. "Yeah." he says. I nod my head, leading him to the front door of the house. This house is beautiful. It's a five bedroom, that's all I know. I'm about to lead him outside.

We just got to the backyard instead of the front of the house. There's also a swimming pool out here. There's cute flower decorations out here and the Los Angeles view I can see from here is beautiful. This house is the shit. I'm sitting under the nice ass gazebo that's also out here. He sits across from me. "What's going on?" he asks. "Well, first  of all, the night I tried to kill myself, thank you for rushing there and trying to see about me." I say. "That's all you wanted?" he asks. "No." I answer, taking a deep breath. "I'm gonna be completely honest. I'm three months pregnant with Drew's baby. I haven't told anyone here but you." I admit. "Congrats." he says. "I know you didn't mean it." I say. "Naw, congrats." he says, chuckling a little and looking down at his phone, clenching his jaw a little bit.

"I was gonna get an abortion but I changed my mind. I laid there and had unprotected sex, so I'm gonna do the best I can with my baby. I want you in my life but if me being pregnant by someone else is something about me that you can't accept, that's fine too." I say, taking a deep breath. I really want him around. If he gets back with me, I will not cheat on him with Drew just because I'm having his child. "I don't even know what the fuck to say." he says. I just noticed he isn't wearing braces anymore. Damn, his teeth got corrected fast. He is wearing a retainer though. Damn, he looks good.

"Say you'll try with me." I say. He looks at me in my eyes. "Reign, you know you somebody I care about and want the best for, right?" he asks. "I guess." I mumble. "Well, I want that for you. Just not with me." he says, breaking my heart in literally pieces. The whole time I was away, I wondered how I'd feel if he rejected me but I didn't think it would be like this. That felt like this instant sting. Heartbreak is the most painful thing ever but I have to find peace within myself and just love my baby. "Thank you for your time." I say, standing up.

His phone starts ringing. I glance at it then chuckle. "That's the reason, right? Chanel? Where that bitch come from?" I ask. "Chanel is my girl and Imma be loyal to her just like I was loyal to you." he says. I look him up and down as he ignores her call. "That'll never work out." I say, walking away from him. I look back at him as he watches me walk away. She can have him then.

KEKE

"Your momma balling, ain't she?" Nariah jokes, laughing as we pull up to the house. It's so nice. "I love the large glass windows." she adds. Of course, the windows have bullet proof glass. I park the car behind my dad's then get out. "I'll get Kenari." I say, opening the back door. I get her out of her car seat then hold her close to me. "What you talkin' bout, Kenari?" I playfully ask her while she makes noises. She starts laughing, messing with my face. Kenari will bust out laughing so fast and she got the cutest smile. Damn, I love being a father. I'll be so glad when Nariah gives me another child. I want two or three more then I'll be done. I'll even get a vasectomy after that if she want me to.

"Come on. You know how my momma get when she want everybody on time." I say. "Wait, I have to fix my makeup. I love this Fenty makeup. Thanks for buying me some, my love." she says, smiling at me. "Anything for you, Nariah." I assure her. "Anything but a fucking ring and official relationship." She sarcastically says. I sigh. "Nariah, stop. I said I ain't ready for that. So, drop it. Didn't I say stop rushing me?" I ask. I told Nariah I'll marry her when I'm damn well ready to do it but she never wanna quit talking about that shit.

"Whatever. I'm ready. How do I look?" she asks. "Sexy." I answer. "Why did your mom want everyone dressed up?" she asks. "You know how she get when she having her lil events. My sister back home from the mental hospital and I think my pops surprising her. That's more than likely why. They be wanting everybody dressed nice for pictures." I answer. "I didn't know. That's nice that they're doing something nice for her." she says. I nod my head in agreement. She deserve that.

We just stepped in this big, spacious, decorated house. "Wait, y'all. Ant bought Reign a new car and it's in the garage. He's about to pull it out here in the driveway. The big pink ribbon is already on it." my momma says, stopping us at the door. "Dang. What is it?" I ask. "He got her a black Rolls Royce Ghost." she answers. "Whaaaaat? Am I too old to be adopted?" Nariah playfully asks. "Silly ass." my mom says, laughing as we walk in the house.

"Jessica, your new house is so cute. I want a tour." Nariah says. "Thank you. I love it too. I got you in just a minute." my momma says. Jessie walks over to me then shakes my hand. "Let me talk to you bout some shit." he says. "What's wrong?" I ask, walking behind him away from everybody. "You seen Reign yet?" he asks. "Not yet. I just got here. Why?" I ask. "She seemed a lil bit  thicker. You know I deal with pregnant women at work all the time. I think Reign is pregnant. Bruh, her and Qua probably got a baby on the way. I could be wrong but I doubt it." he says. "Damn." I mumble. I hope she ain't. I don't know if my lil sister can even handle a baby right now. Ain't shit easy about taking care of kids and I know that from having my younger siblings a lot and having my baby girl.

"Auntie Reign!" I hear Jelena exclaim. I glance over at her then smile as Reign picks her up, kissing her on her cheek while she giggles. "Can I go to get my nails polished with you? Wait, let me ask daddy." Jelena says, getting down. She rushes over here. "Hi daddy. Can me and Auntie Reign get nails done? Pleeeeease?" she begs, hugging his legs. He picks her up then kisses her forehead. "One day soon, yes. I love you." he says. She starts smiling wide. "I love you too." she says. I smile as she starts kissing all over his face and trying to tickle him while he laughs. I'll take my damn belt off on her ass if she ever grows up and disrespects Jessie. From day one, he been trying his hardest to raise her right.

"Okay, everybody, follow me outside!" my mom yells. It ain't nobody but close relatives here. All of us just followed her outside. I see the car with the big bow on top. "Welcome home, Reign." my dad says. She gasps then rushes over to the car. "Damn, that's a clean ass car." Grandpa Nathan says, recording with his camcorder. "How you doing, old man?" I ask. For an old ass man, he still be getting around and living like he young. "Healthy as ever." he says.

"Oh my God! Shoutout to momma and daddy!" Reign exclaims, making everybody laugh as she dances around her car, holding her new car keys my dad gave her. It's good to see Reign happy. She sitting in the front seat smiling wide. "Look at it! I can't believe it's all mine!" she says, getting out of it. My dad pulls her in a hug. "So, where my new car at? I think I deserve one. Why wasn't my welcome this warm when I came home from jail? She just went to the nut house. She didn't go through half of what I did in jail so why is everything handed to her now just because she's crazy?" Presley goes off, pissing me off.

"Presley, shut up!" my momma snaps on him. "I wish your ass could go back into the test tube that you came out of, annoying prick." Adam says. Presley shoves him. "Say something else!" Presley snaps. Adam starts laughing. "You're just a weak ass faggot. Don't forget that about yourself, pussy." Adam says, walking back in the house. Damn. It's like my family is so used to fights, ain't nobody paying those two no mind. I wonder why they beef so much in the first place.

"Okay, people! Follow me for the tour of the house! Feel free to take pictures and videos!" my momma announces. "Her ass acting like we finna tour the damn White House." Jessie says, making me laugh some. Everybody just followed her inside. My momma can be so damn dramatic and it's funny sometimes. "She think this shit House Hunters." Noble mumbles, making me and Nariah laugh while we walk.

"This is the entrance of this big, beautiful home. Don't y'all love the high ceilings? Okay, so this big ass area right here is the living room. Look around, take a picture, do what you want. Now, follow me." she instructs, leading us through the big living room. "Now, we're in the kitchen!" my momma says. "I love this. KeKe, this is so beautiful. I think I wanna live with your mom now." she jokes, making me laugh. "All of these appliances are brand new and the best out there. Um, here's a hand painted picture that KeKe did." she says, pointing at the large framed picture I painted of me and all of my siblings a while back. "That's so nice. Kentasia, I actually remember that painting." Nariah says. I nod my head.

"Follow me out this way. As you see, you can enter and exit the kitchen two different ways. This way, there's a dining room. Nothing too exciting about a dining room. Let's carry on." my momma says, leading us out of the nice ass dining room. "Damn, ain't no way in fuckin' hell I would buy no house from you if you were trying to get me to cop that shit. This the fastest house tour ever." my dad complains, making everybody laugh. "Ant, shut the fuck up before you get kicked off of my damn house tour. Shut up!" she goes off on him. "Her ass said shut up before she kick you off the house tour!" Drew says, dying laughing while he holds Shai's hand. "I don't want you to be my damn tour guide no way, coin purse head ass mothafucka." he says back. She rolls her eyes at him, continuing to walk. These two something else, even after two months of living apart.

"Okay, isn't this double sided stair case beautiful?" she asks. "Hell to the yes!" Nariah exclaims. "This is so nice." Reign says. "Tae, what you think about moving in something like this?" Montana asks Tae. "I like it." Tae answers. Tae technically don't live with him or my momma permanently. It all depends on where he wanna be at. He goes back and forth. Right now, he living with Montana but he come and see my momma almost everyday.

"Follow me, people. Feel free to use both sides of the stairs." my momma says, making me laugh. She talking in her white woman voice and everything. She so damn crazy. "Move, Sean, gotdamn!" LaLa hollers out of nowhere. All of us stop and look at them. He was trying to talk to her. "Young lady and young man. Watch your mouth and if you interrupt my damn tour with that shit again, I'm gonna put my foot in your asses!" my momma fusses, all in her white lady, professional voice. Now, I'm laughing  so hard.

"Sean, get up here. Leave her ass alone." Drew demands. Sean glares at LaLa then walks up to where Shai and Drew are. "The artwork on the wall is beautiful." my grandma compliments as we walk up the stairs. "If you follow me this way, I'll lead you to the master bedroom." my mom says. All of us follow her down the left side of the long hallway. "These family portraits on the walls are beautiful. Drew, babe, we should do something like this at our home." Shai says. "It's some bullshit in my ear right now. Grandma, can you help me get it out of there?" Majesty sarcastically asks our grandma. "Boy, shut your bright ass up." she demands, making me chuckle.

Everybody's gasping and shit, looking at the master bedroom. It's huge. It's decorated nice as hell too. "I could be an interior designer, don't y'all think?" my mom asks, smiling as everybody look in awe. She straight snapped on this. "Yes, honey! We did that!" Torren says, high fiving her. Her and Torren combined can design better than that shit I be seeing on TV.

We finished touring the house and right now, we all about to walk out to the backyard and pool area. It's a real nice view from out there. "Okay. Everyone, we have four photographers to capture Reign's first day back home which is why I told everybody to dress up. Smile for the cameras." My mom demands, pulling her phone out her purse and going to her camera. Torren opens the door. All of us walk out. They got a lot of red, white, and black balloons with rose pedals on the ground and in the swimming pool. They went all out.

We've been taking pictures with the photographers and shit. "Big brother." Sage says, tapping my leg. I look down at him then smile. He got on a white dress shirt, some black slacks, and a pair of custom made kids Ferragamo loafers with the belt around his waist to match. Sage be fresh to death on a regular basis. Meanwhile, my dad used to dress Jessie like a pimp when he was around this age. Times have changed.

"Wassup?" I ask. "Can I come to daddy house with you?" he asks. "Probably not tonight. How about this. I'll come stay the night with you soon. Deal?" I ask. "Deal." he says, shaking on it. This is why I hate the fact that my parents live apart. It's confusing to my younger siblings like crazy. It's funny how I'm old enough to be their dad and I actually get mistaken for their father when I take them places with me.

"Everyone, take a seat. Nathan wanted to show memories from his camcorder!" my mom announces, pointing at the large outdoor poolside TV that's out here. There's nice, white and black lawn couches out here. This shit is so nice. "Aww hell. I'm excited to see these memories." Grandpa Nathan's wife Laura says, making me laugh as we walk over to the lawn couches. "Scoot together and pose."  One of the photographers says to Jelena, Dream, Serenity, Sage, and Amari. "No." Amari bluntly says.

"Amari, go on and let her get y'all picture." I say. He blankly stares at me then gives her a bland look as she takes the picture. "KeKe, get a picture with me." Nariah says, holding Kenari in her arms. I wrap my arm around her then smile at the other photographer. "I really love your momma's taste." Nariah says. "She do got an eye for that style shit. I can't believe she really moving in this shit." I say. The house is so nice. "Right." She agrees.

They just pressed play on the screen. "Awww shit! Nathan, why you got that on the slide show?" my dad asks, laughing hard. It's an old video of my dad playfully humping my momma in Wal-Mart while people watched and laughed. "Daddy, what were you doing?" Dream asks, laughing hard as we watch. "The next one is even better." My grandpa says. It just changed to Noble and Majesty beating the shit out of each other at Six Flags when they were about twelve years old. "Y'all were so bad." my momma says, shaking her head. "I dogged you that day." Majesty says, laughing. My momm4 Noble up. I'm sorry if I almost broke your neck, baby." She says. Grandpa Nathan didn't even try to break it up. He just recorded it.

"Awwww, look at Uncle Darius!" Reign exclaims, pointing at the old picture of him as a child. "Damn, I was a handsome kid." he says, chuckling. "Jessica, we looked like his parents." my dad says, smiling at the old picture of those two that my Grandpa took of them back then. "Awwww! Look at the little baby daddy was holding!" Dream exclaims. "That's Jessie as a baby." my dad says. "That's my daddy? So cute." Jelena says, fanning her eyes like she about to cry. These kids be around adults too much.

It just changed to an old video of my momma and dad tongue kissing and holding on to each other at their second wedding they had when they got married again. They went all out for that wedding. "I love you so much, Ant." my momma said on the video. My dad kissed her again. "I love yo ass more, love." he told her. "That is so cute." Shai says, watching the video. I glance over at my parents. Both of them are silent and seeming somewhat emotional while they watch the old pictures and videos of the two of them play. Damn, they got some strong love no matter how fucking crazy they get. It's all in their eyes right now.

"This right here is the real love section. Yes, indeed." Grandpa Nathan says as Jaheim's song Never starts playing on the screen. "I love this song." Reign says. "This my shit too." Qua says, not looking at her. I wonder if that nigga miss her. "Who asked you?" Drew asks. "Who asked your ass, Osaze? Sit there and shut up. Stop starting bullshit and respect their family's moment!" Shai goes off on him, surprising everybody. "Shai, get yo feelings hurt if you want to. That's all I got to say." Drew says. "Shut the hell up and pay attention!" my momma goes off. I'm still stuck on Shai putting him in his place how she did.

Old pictures of me and Nariah are on. "Aww! Look at us and I love this song!" Nariah exclaims, smiling at the screen. It's a slideshow from the time we were teenagers up until now. I glance over at her as tears roll down her cheeks while she watches. All the women just started screaming and cheering. Nariah screams, staring at the screen. It says "Will you marry me?" I stand up then pull the ring box out of my pocket. "This ain't really a house warming for my momma, Nariah. This house is ours." I start. She gasps as she stares at me, wide eyed. "Ours?" she asks. "Yeah. On the cruise, I told you that I would handle it when we got home. This house is ours, like I said. I love you and I wanna grow old with you. You really are the love of my life and have always been that.  So, will you marry me?"  I ask her, getting down on one knee in front of her, holding the ring that's covered in diamonds. "Yes!" she screams, jumping on me, hugging me tight and crying while the cameras flash and everybody cheers for us.

I slide the ring on her finger then kiss her again while she cries harder. "I love you so much." She says. "I love you too." I tell her. Of course, my parents, Grandpa Nathan, and Torren knew I was proposing to her. My momma did a good job with fooling Nariah and everybody else. I'm finally moving out and getting married. Damn, I'm really about to have a wife. This how shit is supposed to be. I'm happy as hell right now. A nigga engaged. That's a blessing.

JESSIE

Everybody's sitting at the dining room table eating  dinner. It's just a good vibe. My brother finally getting the fuck out of the nest and getting married at that. I should've known something was up. My momma has been acting like she had a trick up her sleeve all week long. I'm glad KeKe finally locked Nariah down though. It's only right for him to marry her after all these years. Plus, they got a nice ass house. Damn, I should've known it's actually theirs and not my mom's the second I saw a big ass painting of Kenari on a bedroom wall that was painted pink. My momma didn't walk us in there during the tour but I saw it earlier when I was being nosey when I first got here.

I look over at my dad while he stares at nothing. "You good, pops?" I ask him. "Yeah." he answers. Somebody just rang the doorbell. "I'll get it." LaLa says, putting her cup down on the table. She stands up then walks out of here. "You invited someone?" my momma asks my dad. "Naw." he answers. LaLa walks in here with my Uncle Vonte trailing behind her while she holds my little cousin Jacob. She puts Jacob down. He just ran straight  to Drew and Sean.

"Uncle Vonte!" Reign exclaims, running over to him and jumping in his arms. "Word got back to me that my lil niece back home and shit. Oh, and congratulations nephew and Nariah." he says, smiling wide. I haven't seen this nigga in so long. "Preciate it, Unc." KeKe says. "Long time no see, stranger." Nariah jokes, giving him a side  hug. He disappeared like he got somebody to hide from.

My momma is dead silent while she watches everybody greet him. I'm actually happy to see my Uncle. I missed the old nigga. My dad just started hysterically laughing at nothing. "Not the time or the place, Ant. Stop." my momma calmly says, sweating a little like she scared of something. What the fuck they got going on? My dad jumps out his chair. "I been waiting on yo bitch ass!" he snaps, sprinting to my Uncle and swinging. Damn, my dad just punched my uncle so hard in his jaw.

Both of these niggas are full blown fighting like they wanna kill each other right here. Laura walked the little kids out of here and I'm currently trying to break them up with the rest of my brothers. "Stop! Ant, stop it!" my momma screams, getting in front of him while he tries to get out of Montana, Uncle Darius', and my granddad's grips. All three of them combined can barely hold him back. "Jessica, get the fuck out my fuckin' face!" he snaps on her, making her flinch a little bit. My dad on a thousand right now. What the fuck even happened?

We got those two apart, finally. It's just awkward and tense at the table now. "Um... I guess I'll lighten the mood. Jaylah six months pregnant and it's a boy. For those who didn't know already..." Noble says. "That's beautiful." Nariah says, smiling. "Yep. Amazing as fuck. Ain't it amazing everybody?" Qua asks, trying to brighten shit up but not even that is working. It's like a dark cloud is over this table. My dad is pissed and shaking while my Uncle glares around, mad as hell. My mom on the other hand just damn near drank a whole bottle of wine by herself while she nervously looks around. Her ass just pouring cup after cup like she wanna be drunk and disappear.

The doorbell rings again. "Who the fuck is that?" my dad snaps on nobody in particular. Majesty sighs. "I got it." he says, getting up from the table and walking out of here. He just walked back in. "Um, it's some Arab nigga at the door." he awkwardly says. My mom's eyes widen. She jumps out of her seat then runs out of here. The hell is happening today?

She just walked back in here holding some Arab man's hand. He got on a nice suit and tie that looks expensive. His hair is cut neatly and he has a neatly trimmed beard. He seems real Americanized and not too cultural but I could be wrong. "Who the fuck yo ass done brought up in this fuckin' house?" my dad asks as rude as he can, glaring at him. Everybody's just staring at the nigga wondering the same thing. "Um... well, this is my man." She says, catching me off guard.

Noble spit water all over the place after she said that shit. "Aww, hell." Montana mumbles, face palming himself like he know damn well my dad is about to jump across the table and try to kill the nigga. "Jordan Aldafari." he introduces himself, looking around and seeming intimidated by us. "Jordan Aldafari? Where the fuck I hear that name at before?" Grandpa Nathan asks. Shai gasps. "You're a multi billionaire business man! I've read about you when I was in college!" Shai exclaims, seeming starstruck as hell. Damn, I have heard of him now that she said that. The nigga is filthy ass rich. My dad hit the billionaire mark a long time ago, I'm sure, but this nigga right here got more billions than I can even imagine. "You even own a white lion!" Shai adds, seeming like she want a damn autograph from the nigga or some shit.

My dad has this look of amusement on his face. "You know her ass married, nigga?" he asks Jordan. Jordan looks over at my momma as she looks around. "Yes." he answers my dad. "What a nigga like you want with a woman like her?" my dad asks. I raise my eyebrow. "What does that mean?" he asks. "Let me rephrase that. What the hell do a multi billion dollar Arab man such as yourself want to do with a woman like Jessica? She straight out the hood... real ghetto type and half these folks at the table are our kids. We got more younger ones somewhere else in the house. You want that?" my dad asks, shrugging his shoulders. "Seriously, Ant?" She snaps on him. He so damn disrespectful. "Foul as fuck, bruh." Uncle Vonte says, glaring at him.

"What? I told no lies. You supposed to be somewhere with one of those self made, rich ass white women, not here with my damn wife." my dad says. "Fuck you for that, Ant. I don't need your ass. You have somebody new your fucking self!" she goes off. Damn, they both have been seeing other people. This is just too much to take in. "Aight." he says.

"Maybe, this wasn't the correct time for you to introduce me to your family. I'm just going to leave. I will call you later, babe." he says to her. "Okay." she mumbles, in tears. "I will call you later, babe." my dad mocks him. "Bitch ass nigga." he adds.  He leans in then kisses her on her lips, turns around, then walks out. She follows behind him. "Now, that's what you call a damn upgrade, shiiiiiit. The nigga was handsome and put together well. Plus, he rich? I don't like the yellow broad but I'll give her props, she smart. Ant, that's what the hell you get for always making it sound like she need your damn money. That boy got that money and she got him. I feel that." my grandma says, clapping and nodding her head.

"I agree. Jessica bossed up on yo ass. Yo pride hurt?" Drew jokes. I take a deep breath then look down. Please, don't let my dad expose the fact that Shai be fucking with Majesty. Majesty starts laughing. "Is my pride hurt? Remind me to ask yo ass that same shit one day in the future."  my dad says, smiling some. Drew frowns then smiles again like he know something everybody else don't know. "It's been two months, Ant. Your pride still hurt?" Drew asks. My dad's whole face just changed to a damn rage. The fuck?

"Everybody, let's just enjoy the rest of dinner. KeKe and Nariah just got engaged. Why are y'all fighting?" Reign asks, changing the subject. My dad is glaring a hole through Drew while he smiles, picking at his food. "I got a confession." Majesty says. Shai looks up as her eyes widen. "What confession?" I ask, raising my eyebrow. I know he ain't about to say what I think he is. "I just wanna say I love y'all." he says. Shit, I just sighed in relief and I ain't even the one involved in his situation with Shai, Drew, and him. He can't be playing around like that.

My momma walks back in here then sits back down, seeming fully pissed off. Her face is red and she looks like she about to spazz in a second. "Tae and LaLa, after I say what I'm about to say to y'all, leave out of here and go watch the little kids while they play in the living room." she says. My dad looks at her then stands. She stands up, walking closer to him. "I have a confession. Feel free to judge me, it's fine, but I have to get this off my chest. I don't care about who knows anymore." she starts, looking around at all of us.

"What's wrong, mom?" Reign asks, frowning as a couple of tears start rolling down my momma's face. "I'll start. Yeah, I cheated on y'all momma, kids. Everybody else, yes, I did that shit." he admits. Fuck, why would he do that? Everybody's looking all disturbed by that because we all thought he changed. "Damn, cuz." Tez mumbles, finally speaking up for the first time since this dinner even started. "Well, I knew that." LaLa says. "Naw, I did it before that. Let me keep it real. I left Cali and went to New Orleans with a woman from my past and stayed there two weeks with her. What started this was her going down on me and me allowing it to happen." he tells us. Damn.

"Why would you even do that? So, that's where you went to? Hell naw." Majesty says. "Mane... No comment." Noble says, looking down at his phone while he clinches his jaw. "At the party two months ago, I did have sed with another woman and LaLa and Jessica did see it." he throws it all out there. "After I found out he was in New Orleans fooling around on me, I was hurt, pissed off, and I felt so betrayed." my momma says. "That doesn't justify this but... I had sex with Vonte." she admits. Everybody in here except for Drew, Sean, my granddad, my dad, Uncle Vonte, and Tez just gasped.

"This is a joke, right?" KeKe asks her as tears roll down her face. "Ma...please tell me you didn't do that!" Reign cries. So, it all makes sense. My Uncle disappeared because he wasn't trying to get killed by my dad for that shit and this sums up why they fought. "I did it. Judge me if  you want but I feel like y'all deserve to know why your dad and I aren't seeing eye to eye." she says, crying some. He pulls her in his arms. "Mane, I love y'all momma so much, it hurts." my dad tells us, holding her while she cries. "Our relationship has ran its course. We've decided to... to get a divorce." she announces, breaking all the way down crying. Damn, this shit got me feeling sad inside.

The room is so silent. My momma is just crying on my dad and he staring straight ahead with a few tears rolling down his face. I look over at Reign. She crying in her hands. Noble and Majesty both got the same messed up look on their faces. This shit got me feeling all fucked up. Damn, mane. Reign stands up. "I'm three months pregnant." She announces, pulling on her loose dress to where it's tight on her stomach. Damn, she even showing underneath that big dress. Her stomach is sticking straight out.

"Pregnant?" my dad asks, looking at her crazy. "Three months." Reign comfirms it. My mom sighs. "I'll take you to the doctor tomorrow." she mumbles, wiping her face. My dad face palms himself. "Dang, why me? Reign, you not ready for no baby." he says. "And? I have six more months to get ready. I'm not getting an abortion. This is my baby and Imma love him or her, period." She says. "I ain't asking you to get no abortion. I just want you to be aight." he says. "I will be." She says.

"Wow, congratulations. I wish you well. Reign and Qua, I'm sure the baby will look amazing." Shai says, smiling a little. Qua got this blank look on his face. I look over at Drew as he stares at Reign like he trying not to smile. "Thanks." Reign mumbles, sighing. "Look, I'm finna go. Fuck, I rode with Noble and Majesty." Qua says, sounding frustrated. Oh damn, Qua ain't the father. Drew is and Shai don't even know that shit. This will be a mess when it all unfolds.

"Well, since it's already bad news and all, I have something to say. I'm bi sexual, mainly gay though.  I'm sure my sexuality isn't too shocking but this is it. Now, nobody has to wonder about what I like. I've had sex with Presley a few times. Now that he's out of jail, he wanna pretend like we never had anything at all. He has that little bitch he met on the cruise thinking he's straight when he's just as gay as Rupaul is. Presley can suck a mean dick. Now, he wants to act like that never happened. I know we're related but he did not grow up with us and I have never viewed him as family once he came around. It's hard to explain. We actually got into a relationship one month after he came into everyone's lives and we were still a couple while he was in prison. Now, he wants to play stupid with the bitch. I don't give a shit if we're really related. We've never been that way. My feelings are hurt. Presley played with my life!" Adam goes clean off, shocking everybody in here.

My granddad just literally threw up in his plate of food. I look over at my Uncle Vonte. That nigga passed out right here at the table and fell out his chair. My dad's face is all twisted up as he stares at Adam like he can't even process what just came out of his mouth. "You know what, fuck you, Adam!" Presley yells, standing up. I watch as he storms out of here, more than likely about to leave the house altogether.

"You know what. I gotta go." my momma says, shaking her head and walking out too. "Yeah, fuck this shit. It's over with." my dad angrily says. This some sick ass shit between Presley and Adam. Hell naw. I can't even too much process none of what just happened. I had good news to tell everybody and that's I just got accepted  into medical school because I'm continuing my education to be a doctor but fuck it. I'll tell them when everything isn't so messed up.

I got Jelena and I'm driving home. I unlock my phone then call Eriona. We see each other at work and we've been out a few times. We mainly talk on the phone though. We still haven't had sex but right now, that's all I need. "What's the matter, daddy?" Jelena asks, yawning. I look back at her then back at the road. "Grown people stuff, baby. Daddy okay." I assure her. "Can we get ice cream?" she asks. "Yeah." I answer. She hasn't had sweets in a while. So, she can have some today.

"Hello?" Eriona says. I have my headphones in. "Hey." I sigh. "Hey. What's wrong, Jessie?" she asks. "Can I see you?" I ask. "I'm at work right now. Is everything okay?" she asks. "No." I answer truthfully. "I'll be off in an hour. I'm on my break at the moment." She says. "Come take care of me when you get off." I say. "Take care of you how?" she asks. I glance back at Jelena as she plays her educational game on her pink LeapFrog LeapPad tablet. "In the bedroom." I answer her.

"So... come fuck you?" she asks. "Yeah. That's what I need." I answer. "That's all you want?" she asks. "I just said that, didn't I? You pulling up or not?" I ask. "Not. Jessie, get the fuck off my phone trying to use me for sex. Don't call me no more. I'm not some hoe." She goes off, hanging up on me. Fuck that. I ain't about to beg for no pussy or her company. That's dead.

SHAI

Drew is in bed taking a nap. I'm fresh out of the shower and listening to Brandy's song I Wanna Be Down. I love this song so much. I reminds me of the way I feel for Majesty. I've had it on repeat for the past two days. He looked so sexy dressed up earlier today. I wanted him right then and there, actually.

My phone just started ringing, interrupting my music I have playing in my ears. I just got so excited. It's Majesty. I get so happy whenever he calls me first and asks me what I'm doing. I walk out of the bedroom and down the stairs. I just missed his call. Now, he's calling me right back. I answer it. "Hey." I greet him. He's quiet but I hear him breathing into the phone. I'm sure he's taking what his parents announced pretty hard. I can't even imagine what him and his siblings may be feeling.

"Are you there?" I ask. "Yeah." he answers. "Are you okay?" I ask. "Hell naw, Shai." he answers. I sigh. "I'm so sorry." I say. "Where you at?" he asks. "Home, why?" I ask. "Wassup with you? What you doing right now?" he asks. "Nothing, just took a shower. Drew is asleep." I answer. "Can I pick you up?" he asks, surprising me. Majesty never just comes and picks me up. I usually come to him. "What if he sees us?" I ask. "I don't give a fuck, Shai. So, can I pick you up?" he asks. "Yes. Give me ten minutes." I say, hanging up the phone. I'm not sure how I'll pull this off and explain it to Drew but I'll deal with it when I have to.

I'm dressed in something simple. I'm wearing a pair of gray leggings, a pink Adidas track jacket, and flip flops. I have my keys and purse about to walk outside. I take a deep breath as I quietly walk out of the front door. He's parked on the street. I quickly walk to his car then get in, closing the door afterwards. He pulls off fast without saying a word.

"Hey to you too." I say. "What's good?" he asks, handing me a rolled blunt that  was sitting on his lap. "Look in the cup holder and get my lighter. Light that for me." he says. I look down at it then shake my head no. "No, Majesty. You shouldn't depend on your weed so much when you're upset. You should do other things." I suggest. "Other things like what?" he asks. "Do something that makes you happy." I answer. He looks at me then back at the road. "You be making me happy." he admits.

I'm blushing now. "Are you serious?" I ask. "Yeah, you cool sometimes." he says. "Do you love me?" I ask. "Naw, you just real cool sometimes." he answers. I nod my head. "So, instead of you smoking weed, let's do something else." I offer. "Something else like what?" he asks. "You pick." I say. "You hungry?" he asks. "A little bit." I answer. "Aight. I want some wings. That's aight with you?" he asks. "It is but I actually want to sit somewhere and eat, not just hide in your house." I admit. "Bet. Buffalo Wild Wings, bowling, and a movie?" he asks. I smile. "Is this our first official date, Majesty?" I ask, smiling as he stops at a red light. He grins as he looks at me. "Shai, don't push it." he says, leaning closer. He kisses me on my cheek close to my mouth then pulls off.

I'm so excited about our date even if he doesn't want to call it that. "You wanna shop first? I need to get Major some shit and I wanna get some early shit for my new nephew." he says. "That's perfect." I say.

We're walking around in the mall. He bought a couple of things but not too much. He stops as he looks at Journeys. "Gimme these in an eight." he immediately says to one of the store associates, pointing at a pair of cute, purple Adidas. "Okay, sir." she says, smiling. "They for you. I like em." he tells me, shrugging his shoulders. I wrap my arms around him. "Thank you." I say. He awkwardly walks away from me then sits down. It was worth a try.

We're in Buffalo Wild Wings waiting for our food now. He's awfully quiet. "Majesty." I mumble, walking to his side of the table. I sit next to him the  grab his hand. He pulls it away from me then puts his face in his hands. I wrap my arms around him. "I know the stuff you found out today was hard to take in." I mumble. I think he's sniffling. "Majesty, are you crying?" I ask, surprised. He looks up a little, wiping his eyes. "Drop it. Order me whatever, just something hot. I gotta go to the bathroom. Move so I can get up." he demands. I sigh, moving out of his way so he can get up. I hope he realizes how much I care for him and that I'll be here for him anytime. Damn, why can't we be more?

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