Jason paced his hotel bedroom floor wearing nothing but blue Sweatpants that showed the tag of his Hanes underwear as he had his phone glued to his ear. After all that went down at Eazy parents' house and the words E'mani and Daijah's dad said to him had him feeling defeated.

He knew that he needed to talk to E'mani but wanted to clear the air with his bro O'shea first. The energy at the gathering was off and he didn't like it one it. Soon as Jason reached his hotel he knew that he had to clear the air with the both.

"Come on pick up." Jason muttered to himself as he stopped to look out the huge window that held the gorgeous skyline of Los Angeles.

The phone rang three times before he heard something on the other end, which was E'mani's voicemail.

"Damn" Jason cussed as he pressed the end call button.

He clenched his phone in his hand before tossing it on the bed and sighing. No matter what he tried to do, he couldn't get E'mani off his mind. Sure, he acted like an asshole at the movie premiere but the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. He felt himself feeling like a kid in a candy store when he was around her. Everything about her was perfect and he knew that she is who he wanted.

Jason stood up off the bed and proceeded to get dressed in a Red and white Nike satin windbreaker hoodie  and changing into a pair of grey Nike sweats with red black and white Jordan 4's on. He grabbed his hotel key as well as car keys to make his way out the door.

He briskly walked down the hallway to the elevator, to his avail was arriving to his floor. When the elevator doors opened, he immediately threw his head back in annoyance.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" He yelled.

Daijah looked at Jason with sorrow in her eyes. Her mascara was dripping down her face as she looked at Jason with teary, red eyes. Her hair was slightly disheveled as she stepped off the elevator and falling into Jason arms.

"Jason." Daijah cried uncontrollably as she grabbed his sweater.

"Get off me." Jason said as he tried to push Daijah off him. "What the fuck are you doing here at my hotel?"

"Jason please, Solana told me cause Corey stay the floor beneath you." Daijah said between sobbing. "Please talk to me."

Jason watched the elevator doors close as his eyes turned back to Daijah. All this sister sister drama was starting to piss him off and he regrets the day he even gave Daijah any type of attention. All this shit with her is costing his chances with E'mani.

"Ima fuck Corey up." Jason muttered to himself through clenched teeth. "Look Daijah I got something to handle. I don't know who you came with but you gotta bounce" he said as he walked around her and pressed for the elevator.

"So that's it!" Daijah screamed at the top of her lungs. "You gonna sit up here and act like you didn't want me not one bit?"

Jason didn't reply. He continued to have his back turned to Daijah. He has a temper on him and he would hate to smack the shit out of her one because she a girl and two, he doesn't want to have to fight with Eric any more than he already is.

"Fine Jason. You go on and be a bitch ass nigga. I'm too fly for this shit." Daijah yelled as she started to hit Jason in his back.

Jason turned around and quickly grabbed Daijah hands as the elevator door open. He dragged her inside and pressed Door close rapidly. Daijah continued throwing missed blows at Jason.

"Stop fucking hitting me!" Jason roared in her face. "Now when I hit yo punk ass back you gonna go run and tell ya fucking father so cut the shit out. You dead wrong for bringing yo ass up here all drunk and shit. LOOK AT YOU!"

Daijah took a step back as she stared at Jason with glassy eyes. She blinked quickly before sniffling and rubbing her hands through her hair.

"Why don't you love me Jason?" she cried softly as she pushed her small frame onto his. "I thought you loved me?"

Jason sigh was filled with exasperation as he gently pushed Daijah from him. He was disgusted on how drunk she was and how she was acting. But, a drunk soul speaks a sober mind and he wasn't trying to hear anything that she was saying to him.

Daijah grabbed Jason face and tried to plant a small kiss on his plump lips but failed as Jason pushed her a little bit harder, causing her to stumble back in shock. before she could respond, the elevator doors opened and Jason quickly walked out through the cool lobby.

"FINE JASON. SEE IF I CARE." Daijah yelled from behind Jason, who continued to walk through the lobby. "Go see my sister I know that's where you're going you punk ass nigga!"

Daijah watched Jason walk through the sliding doors of the hotel and disappear into the night. She blinked quickly as her bottom lip quivered uncontrollably. She looked dumb and felt even dumber as she stood in the middle of the hotel lobby. She dug through her clutch purse as her hand shook terribly as she grabbed herself phone and began to make a phone call.

After three rings, she grinned deviously as the person on the other end picked up.

"Hey daddy."

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E'mani opened her room door wearing a Love Pink Tank top and a pair of shorts that showed the little cuff of her booty and colorful socks that she had pulled all the way up her legs. Her hair was in a messy bun as she just finished laying down listening to music and speaking to a few friends on Instagram.

She noticed that Jason called her numerous times but she wasn't quite ready to talk to him now. She decided to get up and go to the kitchen to get a snack and then she'll call him back.

She made her way downstairs, but slowed up when she heard two male voices coming from the living room. Who is here this time of night? She thought as she made her way quietly to the bottom step and sliding her feet across the floor. She poked her head around the wall and she felt like her heart almost fell out her ass as she seen her dad and O'shea sitting down on the couch.

E'mani leaned against the wall and cupped her hand with her mouth, trying to refrain from screaming out. Okay, E'mani breathe, she thought to herself as she took a breath and walked into the living room, instantly catching the attention of O'shea and her dad.

"E'mani" O'shea said as he stood up, admiring E'mani's slim but curvy frame.

"Hey" she dryly replied, looking back and forth between the two. "What's going on?"

Eric stood up and placed his hands into his pants pocket and shrugged. "I think O'shea needs to talk to you. He caught me when I was leaving." He said nonchalantly.

"Where was you going? To see Tae?" E'mani questioned her father snooty.

"No. I was going to see your mother if that's fine with you." Eric retorted as he stared back at his daughter.

"Oh." E'mani said softly as she rubbed her shoulder. "So... what did you want to talk to me about. It's not much we have to talk about since you fucked Daijah." E'mani said with a fake smile, looking at O'shea.

O'shea opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it. He looked at Eric who shrugged.

"I never said that it would be easy. She does have her mother's DNA running through her veins Jr." Eric chuckled as he patted O'shea shoulder. "I guess I'll leave you two alone. At least I know your chances of fucking this daughter is slim to fuckin nothing." Eric laughed as he walked towards the house door.

"Daddy!" E'mani screamed as she smacked her forehead.

"I deserved that." O'shea admitted as he looked down at the floor beneath his feet. "I just needed to speak to you."

E'mani looked at O'shea with squinted eyes. "About what O'shea Jackson JR" she emphasized the ending of his name. "You and Daijah have done enough. I would like to go into the kitchen and get a honey bun now." E'mani said as she turned on her heels to walk into the gorgeously renovated kitchen.

O'shea followed behind E'mani like a lost puppy. He was trying to keep his pride down but E'mani wasn't making it easy at all, as expected. He watched as E'mani opened the fridge and closed it after she pulled out the carton of milk so she can drink it with her honey bun.

"E'mani. I know you hate me." O'shea stated.

"Hate is an understatement." E'mani shot back as she sat on top of the island counter top, tearing the wrapper off the Little Debbie Honey Bun. She took a bite as she kept her eyes on O'shea.

"Damn Mani. You aint innocent either." O'shea tried to remind her.

E'mani twisted her lips up. "You can't use that against me. I have the right to lose my virginity to whom I please. You had no right fucking my sister. I don't care what the reason is. She is guiltier than you though. She's just like her fucking mother. Tried to fuck up my dad marriage and now the saga continues. She tries to fuck up everything I have." E'mani replied, looking down at the honey bun.

"Damn E'mani." O'shea said as he walked up to E'mani and resting his hand on the side of her face. "I swear I never meant to hurt you. You may not want to be with me but I just need to tell you how I feel about you."

E'mani slowly looked up at O'shea and into his eyes. "What you mean?"

"E'mani. You are something special and I been feeling this way about you for a long fucking time now." O'shea stammered. "What I'm trying to say to you is...I lo- "

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE AT MY MUTHAFUCKIN HOUSE?!"

E'mani and O'shea immediately jumped up and ran into the living room to see Eric screaming in Jason face in the door way.

"J-Jason?!" E'mani squealed as her eyes got big.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" O'shea muttered to himself, getting mug in his face like his dad.

Jason snatched his hoodie off as he stared at Eric. He wasn't going to try to reason with this man because he could tell that Eric was high as fuck. Eric looked Jason up and down before turning back to the two.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" he screamed, looking at E'mani.

"Daddy. Please let me handle this." E'mani said as she stepped in front of her father. "Jason. What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Baby listen to me." Jason said as he grabbed both of E'mani's hands. "I came over here to- "Jason stopped mid-sentence as he seen O'shea standing behind E'mani with a smirk. "Shea?"

"Sup nigga" O'shea dully replied with a snarl on his face.

"Look, I don't know why you standing on my muthafucking property. You need to- "

"DADDY PLEASE!" E'mani screamed, interrupting her father. "Jason please come in." she sighed as she invited him in. "You and O'shea need to talk."

Before everyone went inside, a car pulled into the drive way followed by a drunken Daijah appearing. She stumbled up the driveway pavement as she screamed obscene language at Jason.

"I knew you was over here trying to love her!" she screamed in a jealous rage, lunging towards her sister.

"Aye hold the fuck up." Eric spat as he grabbed his youngest daughter. "Daijah you been driving fucking drunk? Yo you fucking bugging. And you just called me telling me that you left Jason hotel room...Wait" Eric said as he realized what he just said.

He turned to Jason and grabbed him by his hoodie and tossed him on the floor.

"You fucked my daughter drunk and left her to drive drunk?" Eric screamed as he shook Jason constantly by his hoodie.

"What!" Jason Shrieked. " I aint touch that girl!"

E'mani and O'shea tried to pry Eric off Jason as Daijah stood there with a smirk on her face. She knew exactly what she was doing and since Jason didn't want to be with her, she would make sure that her father hated him. She loved and hated her sister at the same time, which is why she wanted her to suffer. The one guy she genuinely liked didn't want anything to do with her. Her revenge is to hurt her sister as much as possible, which is why she slept with O'shea, slipped something in his drink one night and had her way. Jason on the other hand, she really wanted to be with him and seeing him head over heels for her sister infuriated her.

If she couldn't be with him, she will make sure that E'mani couldn't have him either. Not now. Not never.

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So i decided to update again before i start getting ready for work

FML - Night shift but anyway

How yall feel about this update?

Oh and This book is about to come to an end :( just to let ya know !