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RESHAWD

"Damnit, Jay, calm down!" I yell, trying to break him off her. This is exactly what I wanted to not happen and it's sad.

The door opens and Ryanna walks In.  "Wait, wait, what's going on?" she screams. "A lil help would be nice, dick breath!" I yell at her, trying to get Abria away from him.

She comes and starts pulling them apart. Abria flies out his arms, gasping for air and crying.  I look at Jaylen. Damn, he ain't had his meds in two months. That's the only reason he reacted like that.

He is completely blacked out. He glares at Ryanna. "The fuck you here for, hoe?" he coldly asks. "I'll come back some other time." she mumbles. He pulls his dıck out. "What the hell? Come on, Jay!" I yell, looking away. He lets out an evil ass laugh. "Hoe, come suck me." he dryly says. Why in the hell did we have to take after my dad with the schizophrenia and split personalities? His shit in full effect. This ain't even Jaylen right now.

"What?" Ryanna asks. "Matter fact, I want both of you hoes on my testicles. Let's get physical." he says, laughing and clapping. I fall out laughing. I know this shouldn't be funny but he be on some other shit when he ain't on his meds. Who says that wack shit? The other person living in him, that's who.

"Abria, Ryanna, leave for a minute, aight? Jay ain't himself at the moment. He didn't mean any of this shit, I swear." I tell them. The last thing he need is an assault or attempted murder charge when he wasn't even in the right state of mind.

They nod their heads, then walk out. I reach down in my pocket then pull my pills out. Mine ain't as strong as his but they'll get the job done. I get a bottle of water then get two pills. I hand it to him. "There, nigga." I say, watching him take the pills. His life is like an episode of Jerry Springer and Maury combined.  Naw, scratch that. A whole damn season of that shit.

KENNEDIE

My hands and ankles are handcuffed and I'm attached to a pole. I feel so weak. I've been crying my heart out. It's crazy because I'm not even crying cause I'm in this predicament. I'm crying because Jaylen probably won't love me anymore and he'll never trust me again. All I care about is him and Legend right now.  I miss them so much. I know I was wrong but I had my reasons. I felt neglected and I was hurt. I didn't think it would get this far. I never meant to hurt Jaylen because I love him with all of me. I changed for him, I just wish I would've made better decisions. I close my eyes, reminiscing on our good times together. I let that go over nothing and I'm so stupid for that.

Nobody had my back like he did and nobody understood me like that. I just had to mess it up over what he said when he was drunk. It wasn't even worth it.

HOLLAND

"Holland, why you act like that?" Emory asks, rubbing my booty. I love booty rubs, especially from him.

"They be so wrapped up in each other, Analya, the twins, then making sure Reshawd out of trouble and the triplets, plus Keyair to where I'm barely noticed." I say. "So, you seeking attention?" he asks. I nod my head. He flips me over then wipes my eyes. "That ain't the way to do it, ma. You need to fix it with yo family. They fucked up mentally and heartless but they real deal love you, bruh. You got a crazy family but them folks would die for you with no hesitation, even yo brother Reshawd that you talked the most shit to. It was foul how you did the lil nigga. That nigga so loyal to you. You know he started swinging on me, mad as hell cause I joked about you being gay?  That lil nigga got a weird way of showing it, but he ride for you." he says.

"Wait, Shawd tried to fight you over me?" I ask. Reshawd act like he hates me. "Yeah... he said he the only nigga who can crack jokes on your sexuality. You probably hurt the nigga feelings." he says. I shake my head. "Shawd has no feelings." I say. He leans back, chuckling. "Naw... I be hearing him crying and shit. He act like that for the same reason you do, attention. How bout yall give each other what yall both feel like yall lacking... give each other love and attention." he says.

"And apologize to yo pops especially. But you need to apologize to yo momma. Yes, momma cause she raised you when yo real momma didn't want you for shit. You said foul stuff to them folks." he says. "I'm sorry." I mumble. "I ain't yo brother or yo parents. Don't apologize to me. Now get the fuck out my room and go fix it with yo family. A nigga gotta beat his meat cause don't no pussy come through this safe house. Adios." he says, forcing me out.

I laugh. Emory is crazy. That's exactly what I needed to hear though. I gotta right my wrongs.

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