De'Mario's POV:

Interviewer: "How do you feel about your wife being back home?" The slim, white college kid asked.

I sit in this uncomfortable, black folding chair staring into space as the question bounced around the walls of my head. These cameras are reading through my careless behavior but I'm not bout to show them what they wanna see.

Me: "I'm not here to talk about my wife." I frown and moved him away from the subject.

Interviewer: "Then what are you here for?" He replied.

Me: "For an interview, not therapy." I shot at him. He looked at the questions on his paper and sighed noticing that I just killed all of his questions. I shook my head and smirked as he stood up to shake my hand, indicating that he was done with the interview.

After the talk I had with Raq earlier, I've noticed a few things. But, I'll just tell you one. Shawny may be pregnant... And if she if, we're going to have a problem. But I don't want to accuse her of anything if she not so I'll wait until she tells me. It's not that I don't want anymore kids, I'm just saying that she more than likely had gotten pregnant before she came back to me. How do I know if she had other kids or not? It's been five years! I don't know if they were raping her while she was there. I think about all aspects, you can't get shit pass me.

You may think I'm crazy, an asshole, you may not like me at all but I don't give a fuck. I feel the way I feel and I ain't changing for the likes of nobody. Shawny been crossing the line lately and I'm gone fix that shit one of these days.

Not to mention, Maria think she slick. Imma catch her ass in motion. She thought she was safe because she walked in on me and Shawny earlier, but I got her tomorrow when it happens again. Like I haven't noticed my own daughter coming home late from school every day since she went back from a 10 day suspension. Shawny got her driving and she don't need to be just yet.

It's too much shit going on right now that I can't think straight. My emotions are mixed and I don't know whether or not this is healthy for me. I slightly hate myself for feeling this way because it's not the way I was feeling just a month ago. A month ago, I was depressed and wanted nothing but my wife back while I was losing hope in a better day. Now, I can't believe she's back and after so many years of me missing her. It's not the same her anyway, she came back a whole knew person. I don't know who this woman is but I better get Shawny out of her soon or something will have to give and She won't be taking my house.

De'Maria's POV:

Tee: "Hey beautiful," He answered through the phone with his paralyzingly deep voice. A smile grew on my face as I lay in bed staring out that window he kissed me through. Wow, I still can't believe him and I are actually an "us". Despite the issues that smother me in my life lately, I'm still managing to get through them because of him. He makes me feel like I'm worth it. Like I deserve to be happy and the obstacles I face is just to bring me down. But with him, I feel invincible . I feel wanted. I'm loved. Not even in a sexual way. But in the way that I use to wish that my mother could love me. Maybe even my dad at times. Some times, even Shawny.

Me: "Hey, Handsome," I blushed. "I miss you." Staring at the darkness outside of my window, I began to wish he were here right now next to me.

Tee: "I miss you more, Ria. I would come over there if your pops wasn't so damn crazy." He chuckled. His comment caused me to become even more sad and lonely. I sighed and played with my nails a bit.

Me: "My Dad almost killed Shawny today." I blurted.

Tee: "What?" He asked for confirmation.

Me: "And, Shawny's pregnant." I mumbled.

Tee: "Damn, Bae." He sighed. "What's gonna happen now?"

Me: "I don't know. It's not much to do to help the situation besides letting things ride out on their own. I can try to talk to my dad all I want but it's still like talking to a brick wall. All he cares about is Raquel, Trinity, or Shario. So, I ain't even gone bother." I shrugged. "I know what needs to be done, but my father is a grown ass man. So, he needs to make better decisions than what he has been lately."

Tee: "True, I feel you but sometimes it takes them going through the bullshit themselves to learn so let it be. It'll work itself out." He said.

Me: "Yeah, you right." I said on my way to getting sleepy and cold feeling a little breeze.

Tee: "Ria." He called.

Me: "Hmm?"I replied with my eyes closed.

Tee: "Lock your window next time." He whispered in my ear startling me as he attempted joining me in my bed.

Me: "Oh, my god. My dad is going to kill you!" I whispered as I snatched the sheet from my blanket and covered myself because I have nothing but a sports bra and panties on. He had no clue as to what was my problem until I scooted away from him.

Tee: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to violate you." He stepped back away from the bed frightened.

Me: "No, it's okay. It's just that I'm not com-"

Tee: "I understand, I'm sorry." He apologized.

Me: "Stop saying sorry, I know you didn't mean any harm." I sighed and unwrapped the sheet from around me.

Tee: "What are you doing?" he asked trying to keep his eyes off of my body as I walked towards him.

Me: "I want to show you how much I appreciate you." I looked up at him, pulling him to the bed and pulling his shirt over his head.

Tee: "Bae, stop." He made me look at him in his eyes by grabbing my chin. "You don't have to give yourself to me. I wouldn't let you if I had to. I know your standards and I'll adjust to them for you because I love you. Our goal is to wait until marriage. Let's not fuck that up too early, okay?"

Me: "Okay," I nodded in embarrassment and teared up to the fact that he cared about my virginity knowing that I'm technically not a virgin.

Tee: "You're worth more than settling for the 'yolo' way of life. You and I , we, have the rest of our lives." He grabbed my face and kissed me sweetly before it turned into a make out session and he cuddled in bed with me. He stripped down into his basketball shorts to make me feel more comfortable and pulled me closer. "Can you promise me something?" He whispered.

Me: "Yeah, Anything." I turned around looking up at him as he played in my hair.

Tee: "Promise me you'll stay true to me. Promise me that if I was to ever go that you will wait for me to get back and marry you. I want you to be my first and last. There's no one else Id rather be with than you." He caresses my cheek as he spoke.

Me: "I promise," I smiled holding back tears from his kind words. "How come you're so perfect?"

Tee: "Because you see the person I want to be. Not the person I am." He replied.

Me: "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

Tee: "I'm nothing more than that fat little boy that had an anger problem." He sighed.

Me: "Tee, you need to stop, now." I looked him in the eye.

Tee: "But it's tr-"

Me: "Stop it, look at us." I held his face in my hands. "Look at me in my eyes and say you haven't accomplish any so I can know that I don't mean shit to you."

Tee: "You mean everything to me." He added.

Me: "Then stop doubting yourself and realize that you saved my life." I teared up. "Without you, this fall out with my dad wouldn't even be worth it. I feel a sense in life with you. I have a reason to love , to let people in, because people change... People change. Just like you, my dad, Shawny, and I. People change."

De'Shawn's POV:

I sit on the roof of the house rubbing my neck and thinking about earlier. The fight didn't really affect me like the news of the pregnancy does. I cried for a couple hours but what's the use? I sighed as my dried tears reflect off the moon.

Life can be hard on you but it's up to you to move on. I can't let this break me down but would I be wrong if I said I don't want another child with De'Mario? I'm not ready to be a mother right now, but looks like I don't have a choice. As I stare at the stars I feel more at peace. Something I wish I had more often.

The Next Day...

I lock my doors after I get out of my Pink Range on my way into the doors of the Clinic. My Victoria Secret outfit looks so out dated compared to a female that just walked pass me. I must confess, her outfit is the shit though. I walk up to the counter and seen a familiar face.

Me: "Sandra?" I asked surprised that she look this good still.

Sandra: "Shawny!!!" She shouted and ran to me hugging me tight and I could've sworn I seen a tear. "I missed you girl, I've been meaning to catch up with you ever since you got back but I've been busy as you can see."

Me: "Yes, I know." I nodded and smiled in embarrassment because it's only one reason a woman come to an abortion clinic. I'm glad she didn't catch on yet but I spoke too soon the moment she stopped laughing.

Sandra: "Shawny, no. Don't tell me it's what I think it is." She looked at me.

Me: "I just came for some information." I said.

Sandra: "Mhm, information my ass." She felt my belly to see that there's no baby bump. "Of course it's his." She shook her head.

Me: "I can't have this baby, San." I teared up while shaking my head.

Sandra: "Oh, sweetheart.." She pulled me to the side. "You really need to come see me tonight at my house."

Me: "But I have to cook and clean." I said.

Sandra: "Trust me, it wouldn't make a difference if you did it or not. D's a grown ass man. He can do it tonight. This baby should be your priority right now and whenever you're pregnant, you're my priority. So, come see me. I'm serious." She looked at me with her demanding eyes.

Me: "But-"

Sandra: "No buts. De'Shawn. You have to open back up for me to Hel-" She took a slight glance at my neck and noticed the bruising on it that I didn't think was noticeable. "What the fuck happened to you?"

Me: "Nothing." I lied as quick as possible and I know she wasn't buying it. I rubbed my neck with my right hand attempting to cover it up. She frowned at me in disappointment. I couldn't look her in the eyes, nor could I answer her in any way. My eyes caught onto a face that disgusted me as it floated out of the clinic. More tears formed in my eyes and I tried to wipe them away but they continued to rip off my cheeks because I I was paralyzed. "He doesn't love me anymore..."