IF U EVER WONDERED HOW ALMOND LOOKS, HIS PIC IN THE MULTIMEDIA. ♡

MERRY CHRISTMAS YALL

ZAYA

My life has been so good and stress free on the Island. It's amazing here. It's probably one of the best decisions I've ever made. The kids love it, I love it, and my baby will love it, I'm sure. I plan on raising my children on an island anyways. If not here, Montego Bay Jamaica.

Right now we're walking along with a lot of the tourists who came on Carnival and Royal Caribbean cruise ships. "Oooooh, mommy let's go in here." Analya says, pulling me into a Starbucks. King starts rubbing my eight month pregnant belly. Zaria runs off with Analya and starts looking for a place to sit. I wrap my arm around his shoulder.  "What's wrong?" I ask. He lays his head on my stomach.  He loves when the baby kicks his jaw for some reason.

"King... what's the matter?" I ask again. He sighs. "You going out with Drew tonight?" he asks. Drew is my new man. He's mixed with Mexican and black and was raised on this island. He's amazing in every single way. He loves my kids and they love him. He takes care of me and has been here for me throughout this pregnancy. When I first got here, things were a little rough for me because Craig made it known he didn't want anything to do with the baby because he don't think it's his and I was stressed. I met Drew at Señor Frogs, we became friends, and things went from there.

"Ma..." King says, snapping me out of my thoughts.  "Huh? Oh, yeah, I was gonna go hang with him for a little while. You don't want to?" I ask. "It's not that... it's just... ma, do you love him like you loved daddy... or... or more?" he softly asks.

I stare at him for a second.  "Why you ask that?" I ask. He looks down and wipes a tear from his face. "Because you look happier with Drew... he never say bad stuff to you and when you get mad at him, he fix it and you like that a lot." he mumbles. I wrap my arms around him. "I care about him a lot." I tell him. "More than daddy?" he asks. I squat down to his level and grab his hand. "I'll always love your daddy and I'm sure he'll always love me too but sometimes, people grow apart and have to move on for the better. Your dad is gonna have a new wife one day and one day, I'll be married to another man." I tell him. He looks at me crazy.  "Daddy is not allowed to have a new wife and we will make sure of that because we always run his ladies away on purpose." he says. I chuckle. "I know yall be riding for mommy but you can't run everybody off." I say. He blows.  "Don't nobody want no step momma. Psh." he says.  I laugh. "She'll never be mommy, and Drew will never be your dad, understand?" I ask. He nods his head. "I know daddy ain't gone have another wife cause he too crazy. Mommy, nobody else understands him but you. I don't think he understands his own self." he says.  Both of us fall out laughing.  He's a trip.

We're sitting at a table drinking hot chocolate and eating brownies. My phone starts ringing.  "Hey!" I answer the phone.  "Hey ma." Reshawd says.  My relationship with my kids remained solid and Zaria, King, and Analya talk on the phone and video chat with their dad all the time.

"Hey Re Re!" Naly says, giggling. "Tell her don't call me that. I'm bored without King. Ma, this safe house stuff so boring. I can't do nothing and I'm the baby now." he says.  I sigh. "I'll see you soon, okay?" I ask. He blows. "Yeah... can yall fix it already? Daddy annoying now." he says.  I laugh.  "How?" I ask. "He be irking me, ma, I swear. He too close to me. He be doing everything too right now... Like, he finally doing things how you wanted. He miss you and always asking about you and the baby. He stay trying to get somebody to talk you into getting with him again. I keep telling him forget it." he rants.  I chuckle.  "It's too late. I got me a new man." I say. He laughs.  "No, I don't want you to be with another man but it is what it is, ma. I'm happy for you." he says.  I swear I forget Reshawd is only twelve sometimes.  "Thank you, Shawd." I say. "Hold on a second... what you say?" he whispers. He mutes the phone. "Oh, hello? But yeah, if you and your boyfriend break up and daddy apologize and act right, will you at least give him one chance to show you he a good dude now?" he asks.  "Shawd, why you asking me this?" I ask. Why are my kids suddenly asking about Craig. All of them called me with questions about him and King out the blew asked.  "Just curious." he says. I sigh.  "Yall gotta understand, your dad got too much goin on for me." I say. "I'll call you later. We finna go to sleep cause we got a plane to Nygeria to catch at 5am." he says, frustrated.  "Okay... Reshawd, since you're the only practically younger child and you have no one around your age with you, would you like to see if your dad will let you visit us?" I ask. "Yes!" he yells. "Alright. We'll see." I say, then hang up.

"Mommy... dada told me he think about you a lot." Analya says, smirking and poking her finger in and out of Zaria's dimple. I chuckle. That's weird.  "That's fine." I say. Oh, Lord... they even got my baby girl talking about it.

RESHAWD

"Pay up." I tell my daddy. This nigga said he'll pay me a thousand dollars if I told momma what I just told her. His sprung ass is so annoying now because he trying to be a better man. Most people would think that my dad's sudden change to be a good dad and better man is a good thing but I think it's pure bullshit.  I'm used to my dad being straight savage with me, not polite. Momma need to hurry and take him back cause he irking my system being all pussy whipped.

"Pay up?" he asks. "Yes, dad. You said you'd pay me." I say. "No I didn't." he says. I raise my eyebrow.  "Excuse me, daddy? I'll call and tell her you around here begging and bribing folks to talk to her. You acting like a crackhead for her." I say. He smacks her lips. "I'm a fein for her love." he says, smiling and blushing.  "What type of thug... you know what, never mind." I say. "Thugs got feelings too, nigga, damn. Take the money.  I'm only giving you half of it until she take me back." he says, handing me five hundred. I shake my head. "She don't want you." I bluntly say. He glares at me. "Yes she do. She just fronting." he says. "Fronting on the island with her new bae." I say, laughing my ass off. He glares at me. "I'll shoot you in yo butt. Why am I arguing with my twelve year old son? Nigga, go to bed." he says, then walks out. I laugh. Mad ass nigga.

JAYLEN

We just pulled up to the safe house. I open the door for Pleasure and help her out the car. She grabs my hand.  I snatch it away. "Look... you can't be all up on me or I will kill you." I say. I'm so serious.  I'm only using her to trap niggas anyway buy that ain't the point.

She raises her eyebrow. "You taken?" she asks. "Don't worry about it. Just chill." I say. "How about your twin? Yall so damn sexy." she says. I raise my eyebrow. "DJ don't want you." I say. She smacks her lips. "Help me hook up with him." she says. "You such a dry throat. Sit yo thirsty ass down, mane. When you get in here, you bout gone say that about all my brothers and my damn dad." I snap. "If yo daddy sexy, hell yeah." she says. I shake my head. "Touch him, he shooting." I warn her. My dad blowin heads off left and right.

We walk in.  Everybody stop and look at me crazy, then at Pleasure.  "I warned ol dumb ass." Dj says, then grabs Summer out of Ronnie's arms. "Daddy, I had her first!" he exclaims.  "So? Nigga, I made her." he says. They start arguing over her.

"Who the fuck are you?" Heaven dryly asks. "Pleasure." she answers. Holland walks from the back then freezes up staring at Pleasure.  Pleasure's mouth drops and her eyes tear up. "The hell yall crying about?" Granny snaps on them. She been so irritated since she found out her own daughter betrayed her.

"Pleasure?" Holland mumbles, scratching her neck. "Hey, Holly." Pleasure softly says, wiping her tears. Dad walks out the back and looks at us hella crazy. He cocks his .40 and points it at her head. "Somebody got some fuckin' explaining to do, G or I'm offing this hoe. Mia, take the babies out the room. Ronnie, that includes you." dad snaps. She gets Summer, Ronnie, and Shunna then walks out. "I told him don't." Dj nonchalantly says. "Pops, we can use her. She helped kill ol dude and get info." I say.  "I sent yall out to kill and yall came back with a bitch." he says. "Grandson, just deal with it tomorrow. We gotta get up early." Granny says. He glares at Pleasure then puts the gun down. Holland grabs her hand. "And Yall bet not be bumpin' pussies in my gotdamn house, shit!" he yells after them two. I fall out laughing.

He glares at me then walks out. "I hope you know if that slut dogs us out, daddy killing you too." Eric says. "Pshh... she not going to. I'm killing her when this shit end anyway. Plus, daddy wouldn't kill me." I say. "Shiddd... nigga offed his own momma. He'll kill one of us two." he says. He do got a point.

I'm laying in my bed on my ipad on face time with Kennedie. She got Legend between her legs in the bed. He staring at me, laughing and making noises. He starts touching her stomach, playing with it. She laughs.  "He so cute." she says. "I miss yall already." I say. She pouts. "So... how was the party?" she asks. "Nothing too exciting." I tell her. She nods her head. "Smile right quick, I'm about to screens hot us." she says. "No. Don't take my picture. I need a hair cut." I say. She laughs. "I wasn't gone say nothing but baby, ya look a lil rough." she says.  "So do them nappy ass edges." I say.

She looks at me crazy. "Shut up, I'm going to the salon in the morning to get a perm." she says. I laugh. "Both of us on our struggle shit, G. Ay... if we have a boy, what you wanna name him?" I ask. "Red." she answers.  I scrunch my nose up. "Red? What the hell, why?" I ask. "Because you're blood." she answers. I shake my head no. "Middle name Red. Red Crippen sound crazy." I say. She laughs. "Okay... I don't know what to name him then." she says. "Something different." I say. She shrugs. "What about if we have a girl? What you think, big daddy Jay?" she asks. I laugh.  "Umm... let's see... Harley." I say. "What? Ew... no." she says. I laugh.  "umm... Queen." I answer. I want my daughter's name to relate to ma. "After your mom's empire?" she asks. "Yeah." I answer. She nods her head. "Sounds cool. We'll see in four months." she says, grinning.  Pleasure walks in.  "Hold on, bae." I say. I wave for Pleasure to get her ass out. She comes and gets in bed next to me. "Oowee, you so fucking fine." she exclaims, grabbing my dıck and trying to kiss my neck.  "Who the fuck is that, Jaylen?" Kennedie screams.  "Bae, calm down. This ain't what it look like." I say, pushing Pleasure off me. "Fuck you! I'm so damn done with you! You said you wouldn't do me wrong now you on some fucking Kwame' shit! You swore, Jaylen! Don't call me, call your hoe!" she screams at the top of her lungs, then hangs up.  "Fuck!" I yell, then throw my ipad into the wall.

I jump up and grab this hoe by her neck. "Bitch, is you fucking crazy?" I scream at her. She starts turning purple, clawing at my hands. "Jay, what the fuck you doing?" Holland screams, running in and trying to grab me. "This bitch just made my girl think I'm fuckin' off on her!" I yell at her. "Don't choke her, please, Jay!" she begs, pulling me. I drop the hoe's neck. "Holland, get this bitch up out my sight before I fuckin' kill her and you know I will." I growl at her. She ignores me and rushes to her side, holding her and askinh if she okay. "You supposed to be on my fuckin' side anyway!" I yell in her face. "I still don't want you to kill her!" she screams. "Fuck you, g! I hope you the next mothafucka these folks gun for cause you fucking disloyal as hell running to this bitch side!" I yell at her. She starts crying. "Jaylen, it ain't like that." she sobs. "Shut the fuck up talkin' to me, Holland! It is like that!" I yell. "No its not!" she yells. "While you worried about this bitch, she sucked my dıck voluntarily, she tried to get at DJ, and she just came in here wanting the dıck!" I yell. Holland's face turns angry. "You said me and you were finna work things out." she mumbles to Pleasure. "Your brothers look better than you! Damn, Holland!" Pleasure yells at her.  Holland slaps the fuck out the girl. Pleasure looks down. "Baby, I'm sorry." Pleasure mumbles.

"This all your fault, Jaylen!" Holland screams in my face. I throw her to the wall. "Bitch, don't be runnin up on me!" I yell at her. I don't care if she my sister. Holland will get her lil ass hit in her jaw too. "Bitch? You a bitch putting your hands on us!" she screams, running up in my face. I glare down at her. "For real, get out my face, Holland." I snarl. She slaps the fuck out me. I grab my jaw. A gun cocks. I look at Pleasure holding my gun. "If you hit her, I'll kill you." she says.

"Well, shit, kill me cause whether you shoot me or not, I'm finna fuck her lil ass up." I say. Holland crossed the line. I don't care what she say, I'm finna break her damn jaw bone. Call me a pussy, I don't care. Every brother and sister fight and we ain't no different.

"Holland, baby, come here. He can't hurt you." Pleasure softly says. Holland walks over to her.  I shake my head. "I can't believe this shit, you gay ass bitch!" I snap at Holland. She looks down. "Kill me cause if you don't, on my son, you gone regret it." I say. Five or six gun shots go off behind me and the hollow tip bullets pop her body into clumps.  Damn, must be my dad behind me.

Holland shakes her head, softly crying.  I turn around and gasp. Reshawd standing at the door holding an Ar-15 with smoke coming out the barrel. Nigga eyes big as hell right now. The rest of the family come back here, staring at Reshawd in shock. That lil nigga got some fire ass aim and that was his first time killing somebody.

Dad wraps his arms around him. He standing there frozen.  "Hand me the gun, Shawd." dad softly says. Shawd starts sinister smiling. What the fuck, did a demon come inside that nigga?

He slowly walks over to Kwame, still grinning. "The fuck you doing, Shawd?" he asks. "I never fuckin' liked you. You used to pick on me and hit on me every fucking day until Dj and Jay came home. You used to lie to me and talk about me to your friends. Blood don't mean shit to me, I don't care if you my brother. Try me right now,  I dare you." he says. He don't even sound like the same twelve year old. He sound evil. I'm lowkey scared. Got me thinking back on my life trying to make sure I didn't ever piss him off.

"Ay, Shawd, chill." dad says. "Dad, don't say nothing. I want Kwame to talk. Kwame, why are you not picking on me?" he asks. "Pick on me like you always do!" he screams at him. "Reshawd, calm down." Kwame says. I see the fear in this nigga eyes. "You scared?" Shawd snarls at him. "Look, I'm sorry, Reshawd." he softly says. "Get on your knees and beg for your life." Shawd says. I shake my head. Even daddy got fear in his eyes and I never seen it. I would be scared as fuck too if Legend turned twelve and pulled an Ar-15 on my almost nineteen year old son and made him get on his knees and beg for his life.

"I'm sorry, Shawd... don't kill me, please." Kwame starts begging. Some tears done fell too. Reshawd lets out an evil ass laugh.  "Kiss my feet." he snarls. I start dying laughing, watching him kiss his feet. I'm sorry but it's funny as fuck. My lil brother crazy.

Reshawd starts laughing. "That tickles. Give me a good reason to not kill you." Shawd says. "Cause, bruh, I love you regardless. I ain't gone do nothing else, Shawd, please." Kwame begs. Shawd steps back. "Get out my presence, pussy." he says. Kwame stands. This nigga shitted on himself out of fear. "Try me again and I won't be so kind." Reshawd yells, then laughs. He need his meds.

Granny comes back holding his medicine and some orange juice.  "Take your medicine, now." she demands. He rolls his eyes and takes the pill and drinks the juice. Everybody just watching in silence and disbelief. He starts chuckling and sucking his thumb. He slides down the wall. "I want momma." he says, then goes to sleep. What the fuck?

Don't nobody know what to say. "I'm sorry, Jay." Holland says, trying to grab my arm. I shake her off.  "Go fuck yourself, G." I coldly say. This finna be a long rest of the year.

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