*daja pov*
me:(walks in the house) im home
(no respond)
me: Im home
(no respond)
me: (walks upstairs and puts her purse on the bed) guess they left (takes off shirt then hears a loud noise outside) the hell ( she slips a t shirt on and goes to the front door) no (closes it and goes to the back) n-(pie slams in her face) WHAT THE FUCK (wipes it off her eyes and sees roc)
roc: SUPRISE
Me: suprise my ass nigga the hell is wrong with you
roc: you got pied this is my suprise see (slams another pie in her face)
me: stop doing that
shanti: RAWR (runs up and slams a pie on her legs)
roc:(laughs) you didnt make it to her face)
shanti: so dont bag on me of how short i am (folds her arms) here mommy (hands her a pie off the table)
me: what am i suppose to do with this
shanti: payback
roc: yall so slick sadly you cant get me (walks backwards and trips over a toy)
me:(slams the pie in his face) we cant get who yea i thought so (high fives shanti)
roc:(pulls the cover off another table and theres a table of pies) i didnt wanna do this but this is war (grabs a pie off the table)
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*later/daja pov*
me: i got pie in my hair (combing her hair)
roc: just like you told me you be aight
me: look shut up and come wash my hair(grabs a towel and her r1obe walking in the bathroom)
roc: where am i suppose to do that?
me: (laughs) just wash my hair (takes off her shirt)
roc: aight (takes off his shirt)
me: and if you try anything-
roc: yea i know you gon cut my ... of
me: i was gonna say ill smack you but you get the point
roc: rude
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*30 minutes later*
me: ouch
roc: my bad
me: you tryna pull my head off
roc: (laughs) i said my bad (
starts back brushing her hair)
me: you think i should invite my dad to the wedding
roc: i dont know but if you do keep him away from me
me: i know but i need him to walk me down the isle like normal dads do
roc: need him too?
me: okay i want him to but with all this stuff that been happening i just dont know anymore
roc:... okay il make a deal if your dad comes to the wedding and starts shit ima throw him out my damn self no harm tho if he doesnt and just be normal then fine we cool
me: okay..(picks up the phone and dials his number)
dad: hello
me: uh yea
dad: oh hello da-
me: so me and roc are getting married in 3 days and i wanted to see if you wanted to go
dad: (quiet)
me: dad?
dad: i been waiting for the day you ask me i was just hoping it wouldnt be to him
roc:(whispers) what that nigga just say?
me:(puts a finger over his mouth)
me: dad look if your gonna go to start stuff then y-
dad: no i wont start anything promise nothing as long as you'll let me see my grandchildren
me; thats not a good idea so soon
dad: i guess your right
me: and i dont want mom there
dad: i wasnt planning on bringing her
me: what you mean?
dad: im trying to divorce her you were right she did fuck the whole crew im sorry i did eveything i did its just your my baby girl and i guess im still picturing as 10 when your not
me: i accept the apology
dad: okay well i have to go ill call tomorrow
me: okay..bye dad
dad: bye sweetie(hangs up)
roc: let me guess he wanna see his grandchildren
me: yea
roc: i wouldnt let him so soon(puts the brush on the dresser)
me: oh i already told him that
*marcus pov*
me: (on the phone) i hope you got all my messages i mean what i say you better what yo back home boy dont tell me you gon do something and dont do it nah it dont work that way bullets will be shot at the wedding if i dont get what i want you heard this in my voice nobody elses so you cant come up wit a fucking excuse i hope you listened loud and clear to my message (ends voicemail)
*midnight /ray pov*
me:(phone beeps) what the (unlocks it and sees a miss call then a voicemail) marcus (clicks play and starts listening to the message)
jaylen:(starts crying)
me:(rushes to his crib with the phone still to his ear)
jaylen: (crying harder)
me:(picks him up and rocks him)
jaylen:(still crying)
me:(throws phone on the bed) jaylen whats wrong you never cry like this
jaylen:(crying louder)
me: your probably hungry (gets the bottle of his bed side table) here (puts it in jaylens mouth)
jaylen:(spits it out and starts back crying)
me: whats wrong jay(picks up his phone off the bed and calls daja)
daja:(sleepy voice) what nigga its-
me: yea yea yea jaylen isnt going to sleep he keeps crying i gave him his bottle and everything i just dont know what to do
daja: ill be over (hangs up)
*daja pov*
me:(getting out of bed)
roc: where you going
me: i have to go see whats wrong with jaylen(putting on slippers)
roc:(sits up) what happened
me:(putting on jacket) he wont stop crying (grabs car keys)
roc: oh (lays back down) be safe
me: aight (walks downstairs to the front door getting in the car)
* ray pov
me: where is your mommy i called her 13 minutes ago(trying to soothe jaylen to sleep)
jaylen:(crying louder)
*daja pov*
me:(gets out the car and walks up to the door then knocks)
ray:(opens the door fast) help me (hands her jaylen)
me: i am i am dont rush me (sits on the couch and lays jaylen on her chest)
jaylen:(crying)
me: shh mommy's here (puts his pacifier in his mouth and pats his back)
jaylen:(getting calm)
ray: (falling asleep on the other couch)
jaylen:(falling to sleep)
me: that was easy.(looks up) ray
ray:.............
me: Yo
ray:..............
me: (picks up a rubber ducky and throws it at him)
ray: (jumps up) yea
me: he's asleep (points at him)
ray: oh (stands up) aight (picks jaylen up and lays him on his shoulder) so you bouta go
me: yea cause roc gon be calling in-(phone rings) see (answers it) hello
roc: you aight
me: yea i just put him to sleep i should be back in a couple of minutes
roc: aight
me: bye (hangs up) so im about to go (kisses jaylens cheek) bye munchie.
ray:aight..thanks
me:(walks to the door)
ray:(opens the door and lets her out)
me: i hope you saw my ass do what i just did to put him to sleep cause call me again in the middle of the night and ill whip yo ass
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*next day/roc pov*
me: now the reporters are gonna be here in 30 minutes be nice
daja: i am nice
me: i mean if she ask about jaylen because i know she will dont get smart with her okay?
daja: im not dang when is my trainer suppose to be here
me: i told him come at 9 tonight so you have plenty of time to et this interview done and take a nap
daja:(rubs his head) you know me so well
me: you messed up my hair
daja: its cuter that way any way (walks upstairs)
*daja pov*
me: (walks in ashanti room) you dressed
shanti: yea its just i cant find my shoes
me: which ones grape 5s?
shanti: yes mommy yes (looks under the bed)
me: (opens her closet) their right here
shanti: oh good (starts putting them on) wheres daddy
me: stressing over his hair
shanti: (stands up and walks to her mirror) how do i look too grown? yea i know (snaps her fingers and puts her hands on her hips)
me: (laugh) be downstairs in 20 minutes (walks out her room)
roc: (on her phone)
me:what the hell is you doing?
roc: oh nothing... nothing at all(srolls through her ig pictures)
me: why aree you on my ig when yo ass can get on your own phone and look at them(walks in the closet)
roc: (uploads the picture he took of his self and put her phone back on the dresser)me: nah
me: (puts on his cool greys and laughs)
roc:(walks in the closet) what
me: look how big these are on me (stands up and walks around in them) i feel like ashanti trying on your shoes
shanti: (peeps around the corner) not funny(walks in her room)
roc: dont laugh cause i got big feet big feet means i have a-
me: I KNOW I KNOW
roc: good now take my shoes off
me: nah (jumps on the bed)
roc: your gonna hurt your self
me: no im n- (jumps high and hits her head on the ceiling)
roc: see
me: (rubs her head)
roc: i told you to stop let me see (pulls her to him and looks at her head) its fine
me: i have a head ache now
roc: (rubs her head) bae i told you to stop you never listen
me: ima cry
roc: no your no- (door bell rings)
shanti: DADDY THE DOOR
roc:(gets up and starts walking to the door)
me: i wanna get on your back
roc: for you break my back hell no (walks out the room) jk (walks back in the room)
me: dont drop me (gets on his back)
roc: im not im not (walks downstairs and opens the door)
lady: hey im shanice from BET interviewing and im here to interview you guys are you ready?
roc: uh lets get started i guess you can set up in the office we barely use it
lady: cool (they start setting up)
??: done
me:(whispers in roc ear) i dont wanna do this
roc:(whispers back) please for me
me:(mutters) fine (lays on his back)
prod: (walks trough the doorwith issa,russy,daniel,ray,isa,and prince)
lady: oh goody you all are here okay so what gonna happen im gonna ask roc and daja some questions then ill get toall of you guys at one time and a tour of the house
me: wait a tour of-(roc puts his finger over her mouth nd she jumps down off his back)
roc:(sits in the chair) so what questions you have
lady: okay first question everyone wants to know when is the wedding do you have any deeds on it or what
roc: ima let her answer this question
me: well actually the wedding is in 2 days tamar planned it for us due to us having to take care of the kids and business so yea
lady: thats leads me to my next question is the baby her-
me: no
roc:(mutters) cool it just
lady: oh okay um next question is for-
shanti: (runs in) daddy look (holds up her teddy bear) stuffy got caught one the fence when i was running and uncle way tried to get him off but he wasnt tall enough so uncle prod tried to get it and before her could touch it a bird picked him up and dropped him in the tree then he fell then he was broken(starts crying)
roc: will you excuse me
lady: its fine
roc: (picks her up) baby dont cry daddy will buy you another one
shanti: (crying in his shirt) i dont want another one daddy i waant stuffy back
roc: well daddy will take him to get him fixed
shanti: really (rubs her eyes) he's gonna be jut like he was before
roc: yea like new
shanti: okay (jumps off his lap and runs in the room)
roc: sorry about that
lady: no its okay
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*after interview*
shanti: (playing in the back yard with prod)
roc: (walks in the room) what you doing
me: (folding her clothes) ima spend the night over rays to help him with jay
roc: oh
me:(grabs suit case) yea im not leaving till 6 though so
roc: oh..now ima be lonely and have to sleep by my self
me: you can tough it out (puts clothes in suit case)
roc: wait whats this (grabs a t-shirt that says big seans wifey)
me: (tries to take it) nothing just a shirt
roc: that says big sean wifey i thought i told you to throw this away
me: ..... please can i keep it
roc: no(walking downstairs to the kitchen)
me:baby please i-
roc:(grabs a lighter)
me: NO DONT BURN IT
roc: (holds the lighter to the shirt)
me: (about to cry) STOP
Roc:(laughs and hands her the shirt) you really thought i was gonna burn it
me:(hugs it) yes
roc: well i was until you was about to cry
me: (slaps him with the shirt) ugly self
roc: you know im not (wraps his hands around her waist)
me: cocky i see (puts arms around his neck)
roc: nope i just know what you thinking
me: since you know what im thinking what am i thinking now
roc:(bits his lip) you wanna kiss me
me:(laughs) no i was thinking about how our wedding was gonna go
roc: that old ass show
me: you watched it too
roc: true true can i get a kiss though?
me: if you promise not to try and burn my shirt again
roc: i promise
me: WAIT if you promise not to try and harm my shirt anymore
roc: good save now my kiss
me: yea yea yea slick ass (kisses him)
roc:(kisses her back)
shanti: mommy daddy come look what uncle prod caught- Oh..my..gosh
me:(pulls away)
roc: what was that sweetie
shanti: uh.never mind(walks away)
me: (slaps him upside the head) all cause you wanted a kiss
roc: you kissed me though
me: shut up
*marcus pov*
me: oh so she has a oovoo find me her name
??: yes sir
me: bring the interviewer (a lady walks in)
lady: sir
me: i need you to make a interveiw with the person in tthis file right here(throws a folder on the table)
lady: but sir h-
me: I DONT CARE DO IT NOW GET AS MUCH INFO AS YOU CAN TOO
lady: yes sir (runs out)
author: i dont know why i put his evil ass in thie story
me: im the confilct in the story people love conflicts
author: im done with your povs
me: you will be done when i say you done aight bitch
author: you not talking to me atter a fact i can show you better than i can tell you
*ray pov*
me: (on the phone)sure...how about next week?..okay bye guess what jay
(picks him up) daddy has an interview next week
*dylan pov*
carson:(opens the door) hey
me: (kissses her) hey wheres your brother i have something for him
carson: oh in the room come on (walks upstairs to his room) avan look whose here
avan:(sitting on the bed)
dylan: hey avan i bought you some things (opens ) lookk its a toy car that you play with
avan: roooom roooom
dylan:(smiles) yea roooom rooom
carson: can i speak to you for a minute
dylan: sure (stands up and walks to her) yea
carson: i really appreciate you coming here and bringing him things it really means alot
dylan: oh its no problem
carson: so are you staying to help me set up for his party
dylan: sure if you want me to
carson: good cause i need mad help
dylan: what ever you need ill help you with
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so guys i finally updated im sorry for the late updates ima start updating more since i schools almost out we only have 18 more days yay counting down love you all though and to everyone that do not like my story i dont care people have their own opinion if you feel that you need to post rude comments and ect, go read the long post i made on my message board (sending love all my supporters next saturday so message me i will shout out you guys stories when i get a chance too)