De'Shawn's POV:

Me: "Maria what are you doing with that?" I frowned staring at the box that contain what I thought I never would see in her hand until she was married. A pregnancy test. I'm going to beat her ass if she pregnant cause she know Better. Her dad might kill her if find out. Maria can't be pregnant. She can't be. "Have you been having sex?" I whispered.

Maria: "No, noo." She frowned as she shook her head. "This is for you." She gave me the box.

Me: "But I'm not pregnant, I would know if-"

Maria: "And so would I because I know how you act when you are pregnant." She cut me off. "Shawny you're glowing again. You're not eating, you're not speaking as much and when you do you're either mad, sad, or happy. No inbetween. You may not be pregnant, I could be wrong. But if these arguments and fighting so happen to get worse with you and my dad, I want to make sure that you're not hurting another one of my sisters or brothers."

Me: "Okay," I nodded as I took the box from her. I see where she coming from and I appreciate that try she's being so careful about the situation that's going on. I love how concerned she is and it warms my heart how much she cares. I just really hope that I'm not pregnant with another one of De'Mario's children. That'll just give him another excuse to try and own me. Im not down with that.

I walk slowly to the pink bathroom that is connected to Maria's bedroom. Shutting the door behind me as I walk through, I take a deep breath. I begin to shake knowing that what awaits me may not be be satisfying. I take the unfamiliar pregnancy test out and read the directions just trying stall. A knock at the door startled me and I jumped.

Maria: "Shawny are you okay in there?" She asked softly.

Me: "Yeah, I'm fine." I lied. I'm not fine. I'm freaking out. What if I'm pregnant? What if D doesn't want anymore kids? What if I have another miscarriage? I can't lose another baby. How am I going to tell him? I let out a sigh and gets on with my business.

Terrence's POV:

Mom: "Where were you at?" She asked as I walked in through the front door. She's sitting at the kitchen table, smoking a cigarette. A sick habit she picked up when Jordyn got kidnapped by her boyfriend. Although she'll swear up and down that she started when she kicked me out before. Which is a lie. But let her tell it. She still has on her dress clothes and heels so I'm assuming that she just got home or about to leave for work. I'm standing here hesitating to tell her where I was or who I was with. Which is not going to happen.

Me: "I was out." I simply said. I slipped off my shoes as I made my way pass her and into the kitchen but she stopped me before I turned the corner by grabbing the bottom of my shirt.

Mom: "Sit your behind down, now." She demanded. She pointed to a chair across from her at the circular dining room table. I let out a sigh as I obeyed what was told to me. The air stinks of that nasty ass cigarette, good thing she put it out. Now, sitting eye to eye with the woman who gave birth to me, I wait for her to speak. "Where is out?" She asked.

Me: "Somewhere," I said bluntly.

Mom: "Boy, keep getting smart and I'm gone have you on the street." She threatened.

Me: "Ma, I really don't care. I'll leave if that's what you want. I don't want to be here. Come the day I turn 18, my bags will be packed and I will have enough money to be outta this bitch you call a home." I glared at her.

Mom: "You've been talking to that little girl, haven't you?" She assumed correctly.

Me: "That's something you won't have to worry about, because it's none of your business." I stood up and walked away from her. One thing I can't stand is mfs questioning me about my business. I wanna know why it's a problem that Maria and I like each other. Well, love. I mean come on now, she's my girlfriend. I'm not about to stop fucking with my girlfriend because everyone wants me to. That's like trying to tell Beyoncé to not marry Jay cause he's ugly. Everyone knows she loves him. You can't change that, and I feel it's wrong for my mom to even try to. Excuse my language, by the way.

Jordyn: "You know she's just going to leave you once she's done rebelling from her dad, right?" She smirked. My little sister just haven't gotten over the fact that Maria won. First she beats that ass, then her dad helped find you. If it wasn't for her, Jordyn probably wouldn't be here. I would at least say thank you but jordyn is as ungrateful as they get. I mean that.

Me: "You know it's sad that I can say my girlfriend is still a virgin but little sister isn't. Don't you think?" I shot back and walked pass her to my room door. She just rolled her eyes and walked back into her room. "That's what I thought." I smirked.

De'Shawn's POV:

Me: "Maria, come in here please." I said softly as I sat on the toilet. She walked in and shut the door behind her.

Maria: "What does it say?" She asked nervously.

Me: "I don't know yet, that's why I called you in here." I said. She sighed and grabbed the test from me. "What does it say?" I asked. She looked at the results and her expression didn't change, maybe because she gave all that energy to me once she flipped it over. My heart stopped beating and I couldn't speak.

Maria: "I knew it, I told you." She looked at me. I'm pregnant, I'm having a baby. This is either bad, or really bad. I don't know if it's the hormones or the fact that I don't know what to do, but I just burst into tears. I began shaking as she rubbed my back. "It's okay, I'm here with you." She whispered as I sobbed.

Me: "What am I going to do?!" I cried and sniffled.

Maria: "You're going to stop crying, fix yourself up, and prepare yourself for this baby. I'll help you every step of the way but you have to promise me something." She grabbed my hand. I looked at her for her to finish. "Promise me, even if though I know you don't want to, you'll tell my dad that you're pregnant. It doesn't have to be today, it doesn't have to be tomorrow, but l just want him to know. These fights cannot get any worse, and I really don't want to see you stress anymore."

Raquel's POV:

D: I'm outside.

I got a text from D, stating that he changed his mind. I guess today is a happy day. I shoved my notebook into my purse and gathered my things together before heading out of the office. I cleared my throat on my way out to meet him. He looked like he was upset and tired at the same time. I hope he's not going to be cranky with me again today. Walking towards D leaning against his Audi R8 , I let out a smile in hopes that he'd smile back. Luckily, he did. As I came closer, he reached out his arms to pull me into a hug. My smile just got bigger, the longer he held me, the more I melted.

D: "How you doing Babygirl?" He said softly as he pulled away. His expensive cologne captured my soul in the just one breath.

Me: "I'm a little tired but good. How about you?" I asked sincerely while looking into his exhausted eyes and placing my hand on his right cheek to caress his caramel skin.

D: "I can't lie, I been stressing." He admitted.

Me: "I can tell," I sighed. "Wanna talk about it?"

D: "Yeah, let's go for a walk. You hungry?" He asked as he grabbed my hand and interlocked our fingers as we walked.

Me: "Yeah, just a little bit" I smiled and walked with him. "So, tell me a brief summary of what's going on."

D: "My family is falling apart." He said bluntly. "I'm losing control and don't know if I'll be able to be happy again."

Me: "So, you're not on good terms with Shawny, I'm guessing." I said.

D: "Uhh.." He sighed and rubbed his neck.

Me: "I'll take that as a, No." I guessed correctly.

D: "You know how I try keep our relationship problems to myself. But, I can't do that this time. She's worse than when she was pregnant with the twins." He confessed.

Me: "Do you think she maybe pregnant?" I asked, his expression changed and he became angry.

D: "She better not be pregnant. If she is, there's only a one percent chance that it's mine. Ion know who she been fucking with for five years." He said with a hint of disrespect. My face grew with astonishment and I began to reconsider not telling him something I've been holding back. This might be harder than I thought.

Andre's POV:

Rico: "Yo, you got ahold of D yet?" Rico asked.

Me: "Nah, man. But I tried." I replied truthfully. I just got myself into some shit for talking to D's wife but it's not like I knew we'd end up talking. I don't see how them two matched. She may be hood and crazy on the outside but she also got an innocent and shy person on the inside of her that makes me attracted to her in a way.

Rico: "What chu mean you tried?" He asked.

Me: "I mean, I called and he didn't answer." I simply said.

Rico: "Then who were you just talking to?" He asked suspiciously.

Me: "Nobody," I lied not knowing what to say. His facial expression changed and he shook his head in disappointment.

Rico: "Don't tell me you was just talking to that bitch!"He shouted. His disrespectful words caught me by surprise but I still managed to get upset and stopped him mid speech.

Me: "Hold on, man. You ain't gotta disrespect tha woman. But, you still failed to tell me why you don't like her. I'm aware that she's been back for a couple weeks after 5 years, I wonder if I'm missing something or if you just mad that you don't have her."

Rico: "I don't want her." He shrugged. "That's on you if you wanna fuck wit her. She gone leave yo ass for a downgrade whenever shit get serious." He warned. "Won't even find her ass until you get sent to kill her and NEW boyfriend that she just met when she got there."

Me: "Man, Rico that was obviously damn near decades ago. Just let the shit go. I'm surprised D ain't whooped yo ass yet." I looked at him shaking my head.

Rico: "Shawny was mine, then she disappeared and became HIS." I watched how the anger in his face turned to hurt. "I tried everything to keep her and she still left. But he can talk down on her while fucking all the bitches on her birthday! She would kill me if I tried that shit."

Me: "Yo, you gotta understand that he's her husb-"

Rico: "This is before they even got engaged." He spilled.

Me: "But, she obviously loves him." I replied.

Rico: "She claimed to love me too. You see how that turned out." He added. "For the last five years, I accepted the fact that she would never come back. Now that she's here, I wish it was someone else. Cassie was pregnant, she deserved to-"

Fitz: "Shawny was pregnant too, don't act like you didn't know that." He walked into the room. "Ion understand why you always worried about her. You ain't been with this woman in over ten years and you still make time to talk shit about her."

Me: "Exactly, that's what I'm saying." I agreed.

Rico: "it's not talking shit if it's the truth." He argued.

Fitz: "Kid, you still got a lot to learn about life." He commented.

Rico: "Like what?" He asked.

Me: "Always respect the woman you wanted to have your kids." I mentioned.

Fitz: "Right," He dapped me and looked at Rico. "And, never say shit you'll regret or don't mean."