De'Mario's POV:

It's the weekend and tonight the Men go out to the club, while. The women stay the night at Shawny's mom Nicole house and watch the kids. After the club, we'll go to Rico's house and have a little smoke session. I've been needing a break and must admit that I've been working myself but that's part of being a man. I didn't really want to come because I didn't want to leave Shawny. I feel guilty because her and I barely get alone time since she's gotten pregnant. She hasn't said anything about it but I still can tell thats a problem.

Shawny wants me to go because she said that I've earned it. I love how she appreciates what I do for her and can see every little thing that I do. Unfortunately for everyone but Rico lonely ass, their woman doesn't even notice the good shit they do. It's like their waiting for them to fuck up, so they can tell them about theirself. If you ask me, They ain't doing enough in their relationship. Now, Jr he's trying unlike Dev who gave up. Rj really don't give a fuck and like I said, Rico is lonely sad. But, Eric. Eric is whole nother story.

Eric tries to hard to make his relationship like Shawny and I. I kid you not, this nigga will front like he ain't doing it but will be the first to switch up his plans once he finds out what mine are. I swear to you, he tries to talk like me, he treats Mia like I treat Shawny, well he tries so damn hard, he even wants Mia to get pregnant again so that he can do her like I do Shawny. That's some weird shit. Now, If I say something, they'll look at me like I was making the shit up to make myself feel good.

The six of us is going to The Palace tonight and we got our same VIP section. I don't know about the rest of these niggas, well I do, but I'm no longer a drinker. So, tonight will be a long night. Part of me wishes that Shawny was here with me but we all know that's not going to happy. I should've stayed my ass home, or went to Chris's house. I think I'm the only one in this group who thinks the way I do. Eric tries to, and Rj and Jr are almost there but not quite. Sad part is, Shawny and my daughter are the only two who do think on my level.

Im in Eric's black Audi R8, now what's the odds of that?, riding to the club blasting Eric's amateur ass mixtape. I don't mean to hate but when you hate me so bad that you want to be me, Im gone have something to say about it. Him and his nosey ass wife Mia wanna us so bad that she bought Eric the same car the Shawny bought me on our wedding day just a different color. E my cuz and all but I'm embarrassed to be in this damn car with because he's not living his own life. He's trying to live my life. So it's making me feel like it's not even my life. My brain all fucked up. I should've rode with Jr.

Eric: "That shit pissy!! Cuz, I'm gone get on and we gone be on top, I'm telling you." He shouted over this wack ass music. I hope he wasn't referring to this weak ass verse. He dapped me while he continued to drive.

Me: "Let's play some real music," I replied while cutting his shit off. I plugged my phone in and played my new album.

RJ: "Aye, this my shit!" He shouted while bobbing his head to the beat. Eric looked hurt but I just shrugged and off and rapped along.

It wasn't long before we pulled into the Palace's parking lot. Eric found us a spot close to the entrance. We don't have to wait in that long as line because thanks to me, we get in free and first. Once again, Eric was feeling some kind of way because I was making it possible for him to even be able to do most of the shit he does. I gotta watch out for that nigga, he prolly gone be the death of me. Family is family but that don't mean you have to trust them. Never give another nigga your trust without a cost. That's how you get fucked over. There's reasons why I should give my trust but there's also millions of reasons on why I shouldn't. I would be an idiot to not take the opportunity to not trust him and run with that shit.

Before moving to our section, we browse through the crowd and they picked up a few girls while I danced. Every girl I danced with was more than willing to. They made it easier for me to have fun but I couldn't dance with them long. Some of them bitches was trynna get touchy feely. I wasn't having that, thought they were slick. I made my way to my section and sat down while bobbing my head to Came To Do by Chris Brown. I know yah was trying to figure out how is he my brother If we got different last names. Brown is his stepdads last name. Just incase you were wondering.

As I watched these niggas party their life away, I continuously texted Shawny. Checking up on her and making sure she wasn't worrying about me. I don't want her to be stressed and she keeps reassuring that she fine but I don't trust that. I really wanna hear her voice, since I know that she's okay. Although, she with her mom and all the other women, I need to make sure. My eyes never left this screen since I sat down and these niggas were getting mad at me.

Rico: "Aye, everybody!" He shouted causing everyone to look at his drunk ass already. "Its Mens night out, that means, no wives or girlfriends. Put your phones away and turn them bitches df off." He laughed. These drunk idiots did exactly what he said except for me. He got me fucked up.

Me: "I'm good." Was all I said. Eric hesitated to do the same but Im not sure If he did because I got up and left.

I can't sit there and watch 3 married men and 1 that have a family listen to a nigga that ain't got shit but his lonesome. They gone do some shit that they'll regret and I garuntee you that they'll blame the shit on me. Im not having it. Knowing Shawny won't believe them, they'll find out a way to make it seem like it was my fault. I went to the back and called Shawny. She's the only one that has what I need everytime Im in need of something. Right now, I need to think and she got the brains.

Shawny: "Hey Baby, is something wrong?" She answered.

Me: "Nah, I just miss you." I spoke softly into the phone.

Shawny: "Sounds like something more, to me." She pointed out and sighed. "Whatever it is, don't worry. Just have fun."

Me: "Bae, Im getting too old for this shit. I have a wife, a daughter, twins on the way, and a career." I replied. "I could really care less about partying. I did all that shit already." It's true, it's time to settle down and have a family. All that partying and bullshit is done and over with. Im 30 damn years old. What I look like at the club dancing with college hoes and high-school bitches trynna be grown? Catch a case? I think not.

Shawny: "I know, Baby." She sighed a little harder this time. "Look, If you're feeling like you can't have fun unless you're with a female, you have my permission to-"

Me: "Get the fuck outta here!" I semi yelled. "Shawny, you bet not even say it."

Shawny: "What? I think it would lift your spirits." She said.

Me: "Nah, the only spirit they would be lifting would be in my dick." I scoffed. "I'm going home. You want me to pick you up once I get the car?"

Shawny: "You are not finna walk your ass all the way home, De'Mario." She smacked her lips.

Me: "You think Im playing, don't you." I smirked. "I'm not finna sit up here with some drunk dumbass niggas and a fucking shadow when I can be at home, catering to my woman and chilling with my daughter."

Shawny: "I know you're not playing, but do you think I care?" She took a deep breath. "Stay and have fun. Go on and dance. You can ask the owner If you can perform, maybe. I'll give them a quick call, If you want."

Me: "Nah, I'm good. Thanks though." I declined. Knowing that I really want to. Now, that would lift a nigga spirits. I love performing, it gives me life. That's why I'm a performing artist.

Shawny: "That long pause tells me something different," She giggled. "Daddy, don't hold back on me now. I'll give them a call, just wait for them to call your name."

Me: "Babygirl, you know why I love you?" I asked with a smile.

Shawny: "Why is that?" She giggled sweetly.

Me: "That'll be a long story, I should write a book about it." I replied.

Shawny: "Get Cho ole corny ass in that Club and make mama proud." She laughed.

Me: "Alright, I am" I chuckled. "I love you."

Shawny : "I love you too" She said softly. "Turn off your phone, no distractions. My momma taking care of me right now, don't worry about me. Get in your zone."

Me: "But- "

Shawny: "No buts, just do it like Nike." She said sternly. Then, she hung up with no hesitation. I sat there staring at the phone until I heard my name being called on stage and the crowd going crazy.

ClubOwner: "Everybody makes some noise for Legacy!!!" He shouted. The crowd went wild and started cheering my name. A nigga felt awesome. I walked up in that bitch like a G.

Crowd: "LEGACY! LEGACY! LEGACY!" They screamed.

When I walked in here before they wasn't going this wild but to hear me perform is like Im giving them all a blessing. Once again, a nigga felt awesome. Females tried to climb on stage and shit causing me to shake my damn head. I know they momma taught them better than that shit. I grab the Mic and began to make magic. This is the life I chose.

Rico's POV:

Me: "Did this nigga just go Hollywood on us?" I glanced at D on the stage. "I know damn well he did not just diss his homeboys to have a fucking concert."

Devin: "That's what it looks like he's doing to me." He scoffed.

Jr: "If that's what he want to do, let him do it." He interrupted.

Rj: "Right, it's not like yah niggas was worried about him anyway." He took a sip of his drink.

Eric: "He's just showing off. He wants to be the center of attention." He stated.

Jr: "Out of all people, I would least expect yo ass to say some shit like that." He scolded him.

Rj: "I think shadows should stay in their place. You just look like an idiot talking shit about him." He shook his head and chuckled with Jr who gave him some dap.
I mean it's true. That nigga want to be D so bad. Ion see how we wasn't supposed to catch on after he got him an Audi R8. Just cause you change the color don't mean shit, kid. He prolly didn't want to seem like a bitch with that black range cause Shawny riding on that pink one. Nigga had Mia cop him something like D. If that ain't what it looks like, I must be going blind.

Me: "Get off his dick, It ain't like he lying." I helped him. "Ion see yah riding around in a Audi R8. He trynna get like ya boy D." I chuckled.

Devin: "Ion know why yah clowning his ass, you should be clowning D." He stated. "Shawny bought him that shit."

Jr: "Mimi bought E his shit too, so what yo point kid?" He checked him.

RJ: "Yo chill, B" He held Jr back.

Jr: "Nah, im done chilling out. This nigga always got some slick shit to say about my sister." He stood up. "You got something to get off yo chest?"

Me: "On gang, yah gone have to fall back off ma boy." I sized him up.

Jr: "Or what?" He smirked and lifted his chin while clenching his jaw. "You a fufu ass nigga. This is yo so called "boy" but you the one who's been fucking his baby momma. Not only did you lie to Dev, you got that nigga raising YOUR daughter. Everybody know that little girl ain't his." He spat. "Oh, and while yah sticking up for Eric, why don't you tell him how we all except D fucked Mia before. Plenty of times. How does it feel to fuck the neighborhood Hoe?" He smirked. "Who else got some shit to say about my sister? I still got more to put out on front street."

Me: "RJ, don't act like you can't be touched. We got a video of Cassie, your wife, sucking and fucking D in the back of the Club at Shawny 20th birthday party here." I blasted. "Oh, and Ari may be a good girl like Shawny but just know that If I really wanted to fuck the both of them, I would." I smirked.

Next thing I knew, someone's fist connected to my jaw and it was an all out brawl. I threw punches that was landing any and everywhere. Girls were screaming and shit. Blood was everywhere, D had came back up to the section with security and broke up the fight. But another fight broke out when RJ caught D with a left jab. I ain't gone Lie D was sending them niggas, I stopped before he killed a nigga. Security ended up holding him back. RJ's face was fucked up and Jr had a broken nose for trying to help. As much as I wanted to beat his ass, I gave up cause my face is cut up enough. He ain't finna be sending me to the hospital.

D: "Yah niggas picked the wrong day to fuck with a nigga. Yah must have forgot you work for me. I hope yah sleep well tonight because niggas won't be waking up to see another day." He glared at me.

I ain't even gone front we all was shook because it's true. We all work for him and he is that crazy enough to be dead ass serious. He killed more niggas than I can count without remorse and Im sure he ain't got a problem murking nan one of us.

Security Guard: "Yo, D chill. It ain't worth it. Just let me take you home and let you calm down. Just leave it." Fitz said. Fitz works as a guard at the warehouse too. I guess he's good at what he does. D was to angry to think but eventually agreed. Him and Fitz left the club to take him home.

The Next Morning...

Shawny: "Baby wake up," She ran her fingers through my dreads. I shot my head up to see a beautiful, pregnant, glowing Shawny towering over me. Happy to see her, I smiled and rubbed her belly that look like it grew more in one night. A yawn pushed it's way out and cause me to stretch before sitting up on the edge of the bed and pulling Shawny close to me as I held onto her belly. "You look like you had a rough night" she caressed my cheek and stared deeply into my eyes. She always know when something went down because I guess I have a certain look in my eyes. It's weird how we connect. "You wanna talk about it?" She asked softly and I just simply shook my head no. Her lips were planted on my forehead and caused a smile to grow on my face. I closed my as my face rested in her hands and we rubbed noses before kissing each others lips. I slipped my tongue through and maneuvered it around her mouth as it danced with hers. Moans escaped our lips as the dance got intense between our lips. I love kissing her for this reason alone at times. She never makes it boring, it's always fun. After the dance, our tongues wrestled and fought for dominance. She always gets real close to winning until I hit her spot and she willingly gives me the upperhand and surrenders. That's when she finally pulls away breathlessly while staring deeply into my eyes and smiling as she tugged on my bottom lip with her teeth. With both of us out of breath and fighting for air, we fall into a deep trance into each others eyes. "I love you, De'Mario" she broke the spell.

Me: "I love you too, De'Shawn." I happily replied. She wrapped her arms around my neck and straddled me as she began to sing our song.

Shawny: "When your legs don't work like they used to before." She started singing.

Me: "And I can't sweep you off of your feet." I finished.

Shawny: "Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?" She sung.

Me: "Will your eyes still smile from your cheek?" I sang.

Both: " And, darling, I will be loving you 'til we're 70." We rocked and swayed to the nonexistent beat in our heads. "And, baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23. And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways. Maybe just the touch of a hand. Well, me-I fall in love with you every single day. And I just wanna tell you I am," We sang together and giggled before continuing with the Chorus. " So honey now.Take me into your loving arms. Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars. Place your head on my beating heart. I'm thinking out loud. That maybe we found love right where we are." We stopped singing and laughed our asses off at the corniness. I honestly hated that song until she said she loved it. She sings it beautifully and it reminds me of her. Sometimes it's the lyrics that matters the most.

Shawny climbed of the bed and grabbed me by the hand as we walked downstairs together. As we were walking down the stairs, someone knocked on the door.

Me: "I got it," I attempted to let go of her hand and rush to the door but failed because she wouldn't let go of my hand. I just decided to take her with me. We walked to get the door together and seen that it was Trey. "Wassup, man?" I dapped him.

Shawny: "Hey, Trey," She smiled and pulled him into a hug. Usually, I wouldn't let anyone touch her because she's pregnant but Trey cool peeps, he always on her good side. I don't mind him at all.

Trey: "Wassup, yahh" he greeted us as he walked in. "I just stopped by to see what yah was up to." He sighed and scratched his head as he sat in kitchen stool next to Shawny.

Me: "Quit lying to yaself," I chuckled. "You came over here to get away from that crazy ass wife of yours."

Shawny: "Bae, leave him alone." She laughed as she rubbed his arm in sympathy. "It's okay, Trey. You're always welcome here."

Trey: "Thanks, but he right." He laughed. "You two are the only ones I trust with my business, so I came over here to chill with yah. We just got in an argument.'

Me: "This early?" I asked looking at the clock that read 10:15am.

Trey: "Right," He nodded in agreement. "Thats why I left. Ain't nobody trynna hear that shit. So, I told her that I Dad work all day today."

Me: "Why didn't you just you were coming over here?" I asked.

Trey: "Cause, she don't like Shawny." He replied with a chuckle.

Shawny: "That's her problem, not mine." She sighed and rolled her eyes.That woman is something else.
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