Two Months Later.

Sitting in his office, Chris sent a group message out to all of his friends, his brother and Aubree. Today would be the day he put the nonsense with his father to rest.

The plans of turning him in to the police fell through because he knew that if his dad got in trouble, they'd be coming after him next. As bad as he wants his father dead, he couldn't afford to be caught up in any murder schemes.

So he was going to do what grown men do, talk shit out. But if his dad wanted smoke, he was more than willing to give it to him.

Chris is in a good space right now. He's off probation, he and Aubree would be closing on a house soon, Aubree finalized the adoption for Ariel, they'd be finding out the baby's sex in a couple weeks. For the first time in a long time, Chris was truly happy and he wasn't about to let anybody ruin it.

A lot of people will feel that he's taking the easy way out or weak for his decision but he's not trying to get caught up in something that'll have him sitting in jail missing out on another one of his children's lives.

He sent another text to Hoody to go and pick up Aubree.

The further along she gets in her pregnancy the less he allows her to do and she doesn't argue because she knows why he's so overprotective.

Chris was in the middle of rolling his second blunt when he heard the metal door outside of his office slam and people talking. Getting up from his desk he headed out to the join everybody.

He greeted everyone with a head nod except for his lady. Walking over to her, he pulled her into his arms. His hand landed on her small baby bump.

"Hey beautiful." Chris said before kissing her.

"Hi baby."

"How you feeling?"

"Tired, wondering why you called me here and had this reckless driver to pick me up." She pushed Hoody's head.

"I wanted to talk to everybody, including you about something."

"Everything okay?"

Chris nodded. "Yeah, just finishing some things off. Go sit in daddy chair, get comfortable."

"gO sIt iN dADdY ChAiR....haha, cake ass nigga." Mijo said causing everybody to laugh and Chris to throw the nearest object.

"So what's up Chrez? What's going on?" Sinko asked.

Chris exhaled while running his hands over his head. "Well....I been doing a lot of thinking lately, especially about the moves I make and how one bad move could effect everybody at this table. I brought y'all all here because I need y'all here while I talk to my pops."

"Talk?" Keeis questioned. "I thought we was offing that nigga."

"That was the plan but right now bro, I got too much to lose. I'm fresh off probation, my girl is 4 months pregnant and she can't work right now, I just bought a new house, we got new partnerships which means more money. I'm not about to go to jail over that nigga, AGAIN. I already took a charge for him, it's not happening another time."

"What you plan on saying?" Dave asked.

Chris shrugged. "Whatever it is, you wont be here to know."

A confused look fell on his face. "And why not?"

"Because it's time for you to head back to New York. Since you've been here you been on some snake shit and I don't really want that around me. You flirting with my girl, telling people shit I didn't want nobody to know until I was ready to say something. You probably talking to dad. You've overstayed your welcome Bro."

Dave laughed while rubbing his growing beard. "Snake shit? And I don't want your girl. The bitch is all yours she ain't my type."

"I'm sorry did you just call her a bitch right in front of me and her?"

"Yeah I did, fuck You and that BITCH! How you choose a hoe over me, your blood brother?"

Aubree knew what Chris's next move would be so she jumped up in front of him.

"Move Aubree!" He yelled at her.

"No! He's not worth it Chris. He knows exactly what to say to get you like this. Fuck him! He ain't nothing but a bitch."

"She right bro." Mijo said.

"Get that nigga out of here!" Sinko told one of the guards. They came and escorted Dave out of the building.

"You should've killed him. That man too mouthy for me." Hoody said.

"He'll get his, trust me." Chris said before sitting down in his seat then pulling Aubree on his lap.

"Baby, how do you know that just talking to your dad will be enough. He doesn't seem like the type to just back off because you tell him to." Aubree said.

"I don't how this is going to turn out, I'm prepared for all outcomes but I'm hoping this nigga knocks the icebox off of his heart just for two fucking seconds. Not only am I going to talk to him, I got a little help."

As soon as he said this the door to the warehouse opened again and his mom stepped inside with the twins. She was very unsure as to why her son would call her there. Chris is just hoping that she would put her foot down once and for all to her soon to be ex husband.

"What's going on?" Joyce asked.

"I just needed you to be here while I talked to dad." Chris answered.

"Talked to him about what?"

"He threatened all of us a while ago and I had plans to do other things but I'm just not in the position to do those things right now. I ain't tryna rekindle no relationships, I just want him off my back."

Joyce sighed. "Well where is he?"

"On his way."

She sat down.Worry filled her body because she knew how ugly things always get between her son and husband. She also thought about how she wasn't ready to face Cliff. Although she welcomed Ariel and her family in with open arms, the situation still hurt her.

Even though, this isn't Cliff's first time stepping out on their marriage.

"Ayo Chrez, He here." One of the guards said.

Chris nodded. "Bring him in."

Letting out a shaky breath he rubbed Aubree's stomach. She placed her hand on top of his. She could feel that he was growing nervous. They both prayed and hoped that this didn't go south.

Clifford stepped into the building, glancing around at the table of people waiting for him. A smirk appeared on his face as he saw his wife, but that quickly fell as he noticed her trying to avoid eye contact.

"What is this?" He asked motioning to all the harsh stares. "You said you wanted to talk."

"I do." Chris responded while tapping Aubree's thigh for her to stand up. She got up from his lap the moved over to the empty seat. Chris got up and walked down to his father. "For the longest I've let you run my life and ruin my life but I just want you to know that's not happening anymore. You're so selfish and greedy that you'll put a hit out on your own son because I won't let you continue to hurt my mother anymore. She deserves better and you know that. For months I've been contemplating on what to do to you. After going through every possibility, my only resolution was to just let bygones be bygones. I got too fucking much to lose for a sorry ass nigga like you. It sucks that shit has to be this way because you're my father. But you leave me no choice. I just cut your pathetic ass son off and now I gotta do you the same. I'll always have love for you but I'm good on you. I just want to live my best life. I don't have space for no bad energy. To keep shit that way, I just ask you to stay away from me and my family."

Cliff laughed. "All the shit I've done for you. You wouldn't have this life without me Christopher. You should be more grateful."

"And you should shut the fuck up and walk away. I'm trying to be nice and reasonable dad but you pushing it."

"I'm pushing it? Nigga that whole little speech you made was pointless. Me and your mother ain't done until I say so. All of this still belongs to me. I made you nigga!" Cliffs index finger poked Chris's chest.

Chris's nostrils flared and his jaw clinched. Aubree started to get antsy because she didn't want anything to happen.

"You ain't make anybody Bitch." Chris said. "If anything, I took this weak ass shit you had and made it into an empire. You'll never have the respect out here like I do. Don't nobody give a fuck about yo old ass. If you still running shit then why the Fuck do I take care of you?"

"You know I'm glad you called me here.....it's makes it a lot easier for me to do this." Cliff pulled a gun from his waist and placing at Chris's head. All of Chris's friends jumped up drawing their guns. Aubree sat there with her hands covering her mouth and tears forming in her eyes.

Joyce was on her feet.

"Talk shit now." Cliff said. "Say all that shit you gotta say now."

"You sad man. I'm yo fucking son and you gone put a gun to my head."

"I don't give a fuck about you being my son! The minute you crossed me you became nothing."

"Well if you gone shoot me then do it....go ahead." Chris egged on.

"Cliff no!" Joyce yelled while walking over to them. "He's your son! Stop being so cold hearted for once!" She begged. "This is all fucking ridiculous! Things are this way because of YOU! You didn't care about any of us and this is what happens because you didn't. Just leave us alone, this boy just wants to be at peace. He's getting ready to have another baby and you can't even enjoy that because you've messed up everything. Chris used to look up to you, there was a point in time when he thought you could do no wrong. He took a fucking charge for you and you still haven't showed him that you appreciated that! Get it together Clifford and get that damn gun out of my baby's face."

Cliff looked over at his ex wife then back at his son. He exhaled then put the gun down. "I don't need none of y'all. Chris, I hope your children do you the same way you've done me."

Chris got ready to speak but Joyce put her hand up and shook her head.

"Leave Cliff." She instructed.

Cliff looked at her once more then over at everybody else, their guns were still drawn. Shaking his head he made his way to the door.

Once it closed Chris let out a sigh of relief. He knows how crazy his dad is. Thank god he thought to bring his mom.

Even though this situation is over he's still hurt that it ended the way it did. What man doesn't want a relationship with his own father.

"Are you Okay?" Aubree asked while rubbing his face.

"I just want to go home." Chris said.

Aubree nodded then grabbed his hand. They said their goodbyes and Chris instructed for the twins to take his mom home.

When they got to Aubree's place, she had the girls go change into their pajamas and she started dinner. Chris decided to get in the shower. The entire time he just thought about how fucked up his family was and it hurt his heart. But there was nothing that he could do about it.

He just has to make sure that the family he created stays solid.

After dinner and watching movies with the girls until they fell asleep, me and Aubree laid in her bed. I rubbed her legs and thighs while she looked at the TV.

"Feeling better?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Good. Even though things almost didn't turn out well, I'm very proud at how you handled this situation. I know I tried to get you to set your dad up and some people thought killing him would solve things. But you chose a very mature route, even while knowing how your dad is. He may still be bitter and cold but just know your effort isn't going to go unnoticed."

I gave her a small smile. "Thank you baby." I said lowly.

"And our son or daughter is going to be so lucky to have you as a dad. Your dad may not have did a good job raising you but you mother did a WONDERFUL job."

My smile grew bigger and I bit down on my lip. Climbing in between her legs, I kissed her lips. It's crazy how being pregnant is making those soup coolers on her face even bigger. I love them though, they suck a mean dick man....whew.

Anyway.

"You always know the right shit to say to me." I told her.

"I just want to make sure that you didn't feel down or bad about what happened."

"I did but it's cool. I guess when you're loved properly people's evil spirits don't bother you."

"That is absolutely true and I make sure I give my man all this good love."

"Yes you do." I kissed her again. "I love you and I'm very lucky to have you."

"I love you more and I'm lucky to have you too baby."

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