Denia POV
2 months later
Attorney Office
Attorney: As you may know, your father is gone now... so we're just gonna read his will
Denia: Okay*looking at Devontae*
Devontae: Alright I wanna see what this dude said so I can go..
Attorney: Are we expecting to see your mom or no....?
Denia: Let's get on with the will please
Attorney: Okay*Pulls out reading glasses* *reads will*
Patrick Kennedy Davis Last Will and Testaments: As you all may know I'm no longer on earth, due to unexplained circumstances.....My beautiful daughter Denia...I'm sorry things had to come down to this and I truly regret all the things I did to you and your mother.....As this letter is delivered to my family....I leave my entire empire to my daughter Denia Naomi Davis... properties in Puerto Rico, New York, Miami, and My Wilshire Condo belongs to my daughter, far as my son Devontae Kennedy Davis, he receives half of my fortune....well as Denia.... my fortune is worth $ 400 million dollars....and to my other son Roman...he receives $23.7 million......
Denia: HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!
Devontae: Bruhhh!!!
(Hears mom walking into office)
Attorney: Hello Mrs Davis, please have a seat
Mom: What that asshole leave me?
Attorney: Umm*looks over will again* Okaaay last part
Patrick Kennedy Davis Last Will And Testaments: To my beautiful wife Denila Monroe Davis, she will receive $56.7 million, my love am I so sorry that what happened couldn't have been discussed years earlier, and to Monita Hamilton, she receives nothing...As my daughter Denia, the money she received won't be truly hers till she reaches the age of 25 years old and officially has graduated college, as for my son's who are both 22 , my children will receive a monthly allowance of 500,000..I love you all, sorry I can't be with you any longer P.S Devontae try to keep the family business going
Mom: Well Dayumm, I guess I'm pretty damn well off
Denia: *rolling eyes* 500,000 a month woow
Devontae: Guess we can live are lives now
(Door opens*)
Denia: Roman?
Roman: Hey....
Attorney: Well I guess the entire family is here.....
Roman: So what happened?
Attorney: ehhh....let's just say, you're father left you very weathly
Roman: I don't want shit from him
Attorney: Now look son, I don't know how this shit happened but for some strange ass reason yall father told.me to Draft this will 2 weeks before his death
Roman: and?
Attorney: Just take the money son
Denia: He's right Roman....atleast he did something good for once in my life
Devontae: Yeaah, I'm taking this money and doing some good with it.. I don't want shit to do with this
Roman: *shaking his head* How much he leave me?
Attorney: .....23.7 million dollars
Roman: Oh well shit...can I get the check now so I can go or nah?
Attorney: -_- not so fast...You're being put on 500,000 a Month allowance same with your siblings like denia and Devontae
Denia: *looking at roman* I wish he didn't have to my brother, I can't stop thinking about him
Roman: *looking down* Umm iight I guess
Mom: So why this little nigga get the same as my children
Attorney: Do you really wanna go there Denila? Just take your half and enjoy the rest of your life...and as that being said I have another client coming in, so Denia and Devontae I'll be seeing you guys every 5th of the month for your allowance
Denia: Okaay
Devontae: Iight, thanks
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Roman POV
(OUTSIDE OFFICE BUILDING)
(Sees Denia walking towards car)
Roman: Aye Denia wait up
Denia: Roman, I really don't wanna talk right now
Roman: Can we just please talk....
Denia: Roman I don't know how we can talk knowing the fact you my damn brother now, we can't just go back to being homies after what happened
Roman: I know that, but I'm willing to try.....
Denia: *looking down*
Roman: *moving her chin up* *looks into her eyes*
Denia: I...have to go Roman
Roman: Yeaah...alright*watches her walk off*
Ughhh...This gone be hard as fuck trying to forget about the past....
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Denia POV
(Car)
Eric: You okay??
Denia: My father left me and my brothers 400 million dollars
Eric: DAYUMMM, *starts car* bitch we going shopping, you wanna go new York or Miami first?
Denia: Noo nooo, wait...This is alot to handle right now
Eric: Retail therapy?
Denia: True...I think I just need to get away from cali for awhile you know?
Eric: Well school is out...now so we can go anywhere
Denia: My dad left me a house in Puerto Rico, Miami condo, new York loft, and a condo off Wilshire
Eric: YAASSS we should do a reality show I can see it now (Real Bitches Of L.a)
Denia: *laughs* nah nah let's just stay in school
Eric: Yeaah true true, damn if we go to Puerto Rico thoe, hotties every where
Denia: Girls or..
Eric: Both *laughing*
Denia: Boy..*shaking my head*
Eric: Oh cmon, you know I got fam down there too
Denia: You Puerto rican? ?
Eric: Half....
Denia: Explains the long ass hair
Eric: haha very funny-_-
Denia: So what am I suppose to now...
Eric: Well for starters, when's the last time you spoke to Mica?
Denia: I mean I see him around school, last I heard he hooked back up with Tanesha
Eric: Tanesha a damn lie....I seen Mica the other day...he looked depressed as fuck
Denia: Yeaah true, well you know his dad died like 8 months ago, plus he tried texting me and shit I didn't wanna text him back
Eric: Denia...don't take this shit out on him, your dad did some low down shit, but Mica isn't responsible for his death real talk
Denia: Ughhh, eric I don't wanna talk to him right now I'm not ready
Eric: But you let Roman touch yo face just a few minutes ago?
Denia: That was different....it's gone hella awkward now, I can feel it
Eric: Welp, I got 400.million reasons to not make it awkward, so let's go pick up tam and Sam and go shopping
Denia: Ehh, can it just be us two?
Eric: Yeaah true, tam and Sam been acting shady lately
Denia :Yeep
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(Mall)
*walking next to eric*
Denia: So what we finna head to?
Eric: First off, you need a bomb ass outfit
Denia: Okay trueee,
Eric: We finna go drop some dollars at chanel bisssh*Grabs her hand* walking into Chanel*
2 hours later
*carrying bags*
Eric: Gurrl you bettah work *laughing*
Denia: *laughs* I found some bomb. Ass shit
Eric: Exactlyyy*pauses*
Denia: Aye what's wrong....*looking in front of us*
Eric: Ain't that a bitch.....TAMMIE! *walking towards Tammie*
Denia: Eric...don't do this
Eric: Naahh fuck that*keeps walking*
(*Looking at Tammie and Mica holding hands*)
(Sees Mica going in footlocker)
Eric: Bitch really?
Tammie: Oh heyy erisha
Eric: Don't hey Erisha me, hoe what the fuck you doing with Mica
Tammie: he my man now?
*looking at tammie*
Denia: Seriously Tammie?
Tammie: Yep, you gave him up so I took him, deal with it
Eric: *looks pissed as fuck*
Denia: *sets Chanel shopping bags down* *taking earrings out ear*
Eric: *drops bags* *slapping the shit outta Tammie*
Mica: Aye NIGGA LAY YO HANDS OFF MY GIRL*coming out footlocker* *Stops looking at Denia*
Denia: Tammie, you a hoe, like all them times you sat and heard me talking about him and roman, and you do this shit?
Tammie: Look girl, you don't own everything, just cause Mica with me don't mean you can't fuck with roman
Eric: Bitch you hella dumb , do you know what the fuck she been going through, it took me 2 fucking months to get her ass out the fucking house, and now you wanna pull this thot ass card....Gurl you lucky I'm not finna chris brown yo ass right now
Denia: Go ahead, better yet let's Ike Turner this hoe*punches Tammie in the mouth*
(As she falls down)
Tammie: You bitch!!!!
(Sees Mica running towards her)
Denia: REALLY NIGGA REALLY!!!!
Mica: *looking down*
Eric: Why yall doing this Maury shit * Pulls out razor* IM FINNA CUT THIS HOE!!!
Roman: Ain't nobody finna do shit!
(*Turns around looking at Roman)
Denia: What the fuck you doing here?
Roman: Buying some shit from footlocker....???
Mica: Sup bruh.....
Roman: Tammie? Really nigga?
Mica: Man shut yo ass up you fucked Sammie
Eric: WHAT THE FUCK IS YALL PROBLEM!!!!!
Denia:*walks towards Mica* *bitch slaps him*
Mica: *looking at her*
Denia: DONT YOU FUCKING EVER TALK TO ME AGAIN AND IM SERIOUS
Roman: Damn...could've atleast socked the nigga or something
Tammie: *gripping Denia hair* yanks yanks her to floor* I GOT YOU NOW BITCH! ! *Tries socking her*
(Sees Eric tossing her back towards ground)
Eric: LAWD YALL HOES KEEP TESTING ME!!! *slapping Tammie to the ground*
Denia: Dayumm...you missing yo 8 ball jacket thoe
Eric: I know right!!
Mica: *Tries to punch Eric*
Denia: KEEP YO FUCKING HANDS OFF HIM!!!
(Mica stops)
Mica: So he yo man now huh?
Denia: Mica fuck you!!*picking up chanel bags*
Eric: *fixing asphalt club sweatshirt* *grabbing shopping bags* Cmon denia let's leave this dusty ass mutha fuckas where they stand
Roman: How the fuck I end up dusty???
Eric: Nigga....stay in yo lane,
Roman: Don't start with me Eric, I ain't no bitch
Eric: What a wonderful surprise
Tammie: *getting off floor* clings on to Mica* Baby let's go
Mica: Alright baby*kissing her on the lips* *grabbing her hand walking off with her*
Denia: Eric..I wanna go home now!
Roman: Denia wait! !
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(Parking Lot)
(Walking towards car)
Eric: *pulling car keys out)
Denia: I'm fucking done with them Eric
Eric: You know what, I'm done with them bitches too, they know we don't do that shit like that*opening car door*
Denia: Them bitches I swear, you the only true friend I got Eric*wiping tears from eyes*
Eric: *tossing shopping bags in backseat* *hugging denia* It's okay gurl,
(Hears car pulling alongside us)
Eric: This nigga....
(Turns around to look at car)
Denia: That's Roman car....
(Sees Roman rolling down window)
Roman: Eric and Denia, can we all talk for a sec??
Eric: Nigga nope,*Hops in car* CMON DENIA
Denia: Roman, fuck no, go fuck them twins like yo bro did!!*hopping In car*
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