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"POW"

His body thumped to the ground in front of her making her let out a blood curdling scream.

"No baby, why did you do that?" Naala screamed dropping to her knees in front of him.

"My babies -" Dave spoke in shock,

"Stop, stop speaking," Naala cried holding the wound down with her hand. "I'm gonna get you some help, okay?"

"Somebody help me!" Naala screamed loudly looking around where they were.

Many people looked but didn't know what to do, a man was dying in front of them and they carried on their usual business.

"It wasn't me," Dave held her hand and stared into her eyes.

"I know that now Amir, just hang on," Naala spoke through her tears with her hand still firmly on the wound.

No one was helping her so she had to do this on her own.

"Baby do you think you can help me?" Naala sniffed looking down at him.

"I d-don't know, it's burning," Dave hissed, his eyes filling with tears.

"You have to get up because I can't carry you," Naala said lifting him up slightly. "We have to go to the hospital but I need you to help me,"

"Leave me La, you bleeding too," Dave mumbled his eyes going in and out.

"No no Amir, stay awake," Naala cried dragging his body up as much as she could. "Use all your strength and get up, please?" She begged.

"Think about the girls and the twins, come on," Naala slapped his face lightly.

"The girls," Dave nodded, opening his eyes.

"The girls, that's right, they need you," Naala said quickly holding him up.

With every piece of strength in him, Dave drug himself up from the ground and staggered to his feet. The majority of his weight was on Naala who was struggling to keep him up.

"The car," Naala thought out loud, "Let's get to the car," She said walking with him.

"I can't do it," Dave said stopping her from dragging him along.

"Baby please," Naala said as he dropped to the floor again. "You want our children to grow up without you?"

Dave didn't respond because he was going in and out of consciousness.

"Amir you can't die on me," Naala sobbed holding him in her lap.

"And you've been eating enough?" Miani asked over the phone.

"Yes ma, Miss Ruby makes sure," Naala sniffed, she was feeling unwell and had a runny nose.

"I should be there," Miani mumbled feeling bad. "I can get a flight home?"

"Ma I'm a big girl I can handle it. Stay in London and bring me back something nice," Naala ordered, a small cough at the end.

"You don't sound good at all my angel. It's all this campaigning, can't you pause till you have the babies?" Miani asked making Naala roll her eyes.

"I can't, the election is in 4 weeks," Naala said before clearing her throat.

"Oh I'm straining your voice aren't I?" Miani gasped. "Give your husband the phone," She demanded.

"Oh my God," Naala muttered softly handing Dave the phone and walking into the bathroom.

"Y'all need to come up out of here," Naala said to her bump. "You are too big and I am too damn small for this," She said rubbing her skin.

A flurry of kicks went through her stomach like they were responding.

"Yeah fuck you too," Naala chuckled before coughing up a storm.

"You straight?" Dave called out. "Mama I gotta go," He said rushing off the phone.

"You straight?" He repeated coming into the bathroom. Naala nodded and sat on the toilet seat.

"I feel and look like shit," Naala exclaimed closing her eyes.

"You don't look bad," Dave laughed walking closer to her.

"You hungry? You want me to get something?" Dave asked rubbing her back.

"I want chicken tenders," Naala pondered looking up at him. "Dipped in hot sauce," She almost drooled.

"Where you want me to get that at this time?" Dave replied playing in her hair.

"So why did you ask?" Naala muttered standing up. "Getting my hopes up and shit," She pouted.

"Well I can - why you crying?" Dave sighed leaning against the counter.

"All I ask for is chicken tenders and you won't even do that," Naala cried hard.

"It's 2am baby, where am I gonna find that?" Dave spoke watching her blubber and cry.

"So then next time don't ask me!" Naala snapped at him.

"I know what this is," Dave chuckled following our behind her. "You mad I've not been all up in there?" Dave asked humping her from behind.

"You said you could live without it so you're living without it," Naala replied moving his hands from around her waist.

"I didn't mean it baby," Dave dragged out holding her. "I was playing, I can't live without it," He muttered kissing her neck.

"Nope," Naala moved her head. "How many years did you say? 10?" Naala asked turning her head to the side to look at him.

"15," Dave mumbled with a frown. "But it was joke, I can't play with you?"

"Fifteen years without pussy," Naala laughed getting into the bed.

"Seriously Naala?" Dave groaned standing at the end of the bed. Naala ignored him and got on her phone, scrolling through Instagram.

"I haven't been on this in so long," Naala pondered fixing her hair.

"Don't be getting on there arguing," Dave warned making her put her middle finger up at him.

"Arguing with your bitches," Naala mumbled going through her DMs.

There was a small knock on the door and Dave immediately knew who it was.

"Phat you can't sleep?" Dave asked pulling the door open.

"Malia wants mommy," Malia said rubbing her eyes.

"What's up Phat girl?" Naala said sitting up in the bed. Malia didn't respond, she simply crawled into the bed and laid on her mom's chest.

"That's another reason why I haven't been all up in there," Dave mumbled opening his drawer.

Malia had been extremely clingy with Naala and had managed to sleep with her parents every night for about a month. That put any plans of them having sex, completely to bed.

"What do you expect me to do?" Naala whispered covering Malia's ears. "I'm not gonna kick her out of the bed so you can get some,"

"Ima just leave y'all in the bed then," Dave shrugged feeling hurt.

"Stop being a big baby and get in," Naala said opening the sheets.

"You gon let me hit from behind?" Dave mumbled getting in behind her.

"Are you high?" Naala tutted when he pushed himself closer to her.

"High as shit," Dave laughed, his eyes turning into slits.

"Lord," Naala sighed closing her eyes. "Amir leave my panties alone," She said when she felt him fiddling with her bottom half.

"Phat you sleep?" Dave whispered. "Malia. Lia. Phat Phat," He started listing off all her nicknames to probe a response.

"If you wake her up, I'm gonna get mad," Naala said pushing his head from her neck.

"Just the tip," Dave begged in her ear. "She won't even hear nothing if you quiet," He reasoned with her.

"If I say yes will you leave me alone?" Naala muttered quietly as he rubbed her down below.

"Maybe," Dave said slipping his finger into her. Naala arched her back and sucked in her breath. She let Malia go and pushed her to the side of the bed.

"Amir our baby is in the bed," Naala moaned putting her head back on his chest.

Dave tilted her head up to him and kissed her, adding a finger simultaneously. Naala moaned lowly and grabbed his hand.

"We can't," She panted taking his fingers out of her.

"Man," Dave huffed and bit her neck. "We can't do nothing, ever,"

"Bae what do you want me to do?" Naala said turning around so they were face to face.

"Tell her to go to her own bed. She gon be 8 still sleeping with us," Dave frowned. Naala cut her eyes at him.

"You really about to make me kick our baby out the bed so you can get some?" Naala questioned sitting up.

"Take her to Niya or something, what's the point of having older kids that don't do shit?" Dave complained.

"You're so annoying," Naala replied getting out of her bed.

"But I bet you about to take her to Maniya," Dave laughed putting his hands behind his head.

"Well yeah, cuz I want some too," Naala mumbled lifting Malia up and out of the bed.

"Don't hurt yourself now," Dave called out to her with his eyes closed. He was excited to go crazy on her.

"Shut up," Naala laughed holding Malia carefully. For an 8 year old, she was very light so it wasn't really much of an issue.

Naala walked down the hall to Maniya's room and knocked gently, before coughing again.

"Come in," Maniya's voice drifted out into the hallway.

Naala pushed the door open and put on the saddest face she could muster up.

"Can you do me a huge favor?" She asked her voice low.

"Sure mama, what's the matter?" Maniya said putting her hair straightener down. Naala wasn't even gonna ask why she was doing her hair that late.

"I'm on live by the way," She added when Naala entered the room.

"Can you keep your sister for the night?" Naala asked making sure she wasn't in the camera.

"You're not feeling well?" Maniya said taking Malia from Naala's hands.

"No," Naala faked a cough. "I want a night to sleep properly," She replied looking in Maniya's live.

"You and daddy just wanna be freaky," Maniya called her bullshit straight away.

"You don't know me little girl," Naala muttered checking herself out in the camera. She took the phone and started reading the comments.

"Niya what this mean?" Naala asked pointing to a comment.

"I know y'all didn't ask if my mama is good at sucking dick," Maniya gasped snatching the phone.

"Oh they could have just said that," Naala chuckled taking the phone back. "What y'all be saying? I got that gawk gawk 900?" She stuck her tongue out.

"It's 3000 and EW," Maniya shouted with a loud laugh.

"Ion care if it's 900 or 3000, I be doing it," Naala answered rolling her neck.

"Mama give me my phone and get out cuz you're nasty as hell," Maniya tutted snatching the phone.

"Now I wanna stay, this is fun," Naala said sitting beside her. "Look someone said I'm pretty," She gushed reading the comments.

"You know you're pretty," Maniya laughed at her. "They want us to do a Q&A," Maniya added looking at her phone.

"Mmm your dad can wait," Naala crossed her legs under her and moved her shirt to cover her belly.

Mel7: How many kids do you want?

"I want 2 kids, mama how many kids did you want?" Maniya answered and then directed to Naala.

"None," Naala replied with a smile, reaching over to grab the candy Maniya had on her desk.

"Mommy!" Maniya gasped holding her chest. "You didn't want me?"

"No of course I wanted you but I didn't want children when I was 15, 16," Naala explained.

"Now you got 5," Maniya shook her head.

"Don't blame me," Naala said playing with a piece of her hair. "I wanted to stop at 3 but niggas don't listen," She huffed.

"Don't let Phat hear you say that," Maniya giggled. "Okay next question, did I get whooped a lot as a child?"

"I wish I could whoop her now," Naala rolled her eyes. "Y'all friend has a very slick mouth, one that I'm always popping,"

"Anyway," Maniya dragged with a smile, "I don't think I like these questions," She commented going through the questions.

"If I could fuck anyone who would I choose?" Maniya read off the screen.

"Excuse me MsJuliepeach," Naala read out the username. "You need to wash your mouth out with soap, that was very disgusting," Naala frowned.

"Says the woman that just talked about sucking dick," Maniya mumbled lowly. Naala tutted and slapped the back of her head.

"See what I mean? She got a slick ass mouth," Naala said shaking her head.

Miawalls: I miss you niece x

Maniya read Mia's comment and her eyes widened. She hadn't spoken to Mia since her and her mom fell out about Saint.

Naala read the comment too and turned her nose up, not replying to it.

Miawalls: you too baby mama no 3

"Now why the hell?" Maniya mumbled waiting for her mom's reaction.

"I'm not even gonna say anything to you Mia. Okay I'm baby mama number 3 but you only number 2, let's not get confused," Naala said calmly.

AsiaMaz: number 3 that's so embarrassing 🥴

"Tell your little followers that I can fight," Naala pointed at Maniya. "Messed up my whole mood, come off this," She said to her.

"Asia I know you ain't talking. You are literally built like a battery," Maniya scrunched up her face. "Dion your mama has ten kids but ten different men, bitches be so crazy,"

"Stop and come off this," Naala said getting up. "I don't need you fighting people on the internet, your dad will kill me," She spoke quietly.

"Okay I'll come off," Maniya spoke ending the live. Naala nodded and looked back at Malia that was sprawled out on the bed.

"Don't let her come in there, at least not till morning. My baby feels neglected," Naala said walking to the door.

"Yuck," Maniya scrunched up her face. "You don't even be spending time with me no more Ma, I watched real housewives with Nai and Sainty," Maniya spoke quietly.

"Papa loves real housewives," Naala laughed but when Maniya didn't laugh along she straightened her face.

"I know, this election is a lot. I don't even want to do it anymore," Naala admitted. She wished she never got involved because it was more messy than anything she had ever done before.

"Then why are you still doing it?" Maniya responded.

"I don't like to quit. I've quit on a lot things before, including my marriage and that wasn't right. I have to follow this through," Naala replied with a sigh.

"I wish we spent more time together though. I miss you," Maniya pouted.

"How about Jamaica? When this is all done, me and you can go," Naala suggested. "Just the two of us," She added to entice her.

"Just us two?" Maniya smiled small,

"I promise," Naala nodded. "After I give birth to these bowling balls, we'll leave your daddy with all the kids and run away,"

"Yeah let's do it," Maniya cheesed hugging her mom tightly. "I do love you mommy, even when I say mean things," She said kissing her cheek.

"I know baby," Naala smiled softly. "I love you more than life itself," She said squeezing her cheek.

Even though Naala didn't give birth to Maniya, she loved her like she did. All her children were loved by her, none more than the next.

"Go before daddy kills himself," Maniya chuckled letting her mom go.

"Pray for me," Naala told her with her fingers crossed.

"I swear y'all are so freaking nasty," Maniya gagged pushing her mom gently out of the room.

~~

Naala woke up to no one beside her, only a note and a bunch of red roses.

"He's cheating," Naala mumbled to herself taking the notecard. It read,

'I left my card on the nightstand, 100,000 is the limit. A'

"Never mind," Naala sung getting out of the bed with a pep in her step. She hadn't had a good shopping trip in weeks and she couldn't wait.

Standing in front of the mirror, Naala frowned at the size of her stomach. It was relatively small for twins, smaller than her normal size.

Naala grabbed her phone of the counter and dialled Dr Reece's number.

"Hi pretty girl," Dr Reece answered almost immediately.

"Hey Claire, this may seem like a silly question but are you sure it was twins?" Naala asked examining herself in the mirror.

"I'm very sure," Dr Reece laughed lightly. "What's made you ask?"

"I'm carrying very light, lighter than Samar," Naala explained.

"You're going to regret asking about it. Twins spurt in size normally around the last few months, you're only 6 months Naala," Dr Reece spoke with conviction.

"True," Naala mumbled. "Are you sure? Because I feel small,"

"Yes. Enjoy it, you've only got probably 3 weeks till you can't see your feet," Dr Reece answered with a smile.

"I felt huge last night, it's so weird," Naala told her, "Anyway I'm sure you have other patients to get to,"

"You pay the most," Dr Reece joked making Naala laugh and shake her head.

They wrapped up and Naala quickly got in the shower so she could get out of the house.

Naala dressed up in a casual two piece Fendi sweatsuit. She paired it with her Fendi flats. She let her hair flow down her back and slid her sunglasses onto her face.

She made sure to grab Dave's black card and slid it into her purse. She couldn't forget that.

Naala heard the same female voice down the stairs and rolled her eyes.

"Jennifer," She announced when she made it to the bottom of the steps.

"It's Jessica," Jessica frowned watching Naala glide towards her.

"Same difference," Naala smiled. "Your friend isn't here by the way," She referred to Dave.

"I just wanted to drop this off," Jessica said with a small smile. She dropped Dave's wedding band into the palm of Naala's hand.

"..."

Naala stared at the ring in her hand, she knew it was Dave's because it had her initials engraved in it.

"He must have dropped it when he came round the other day," Jessica said breaking through the silence.

"Miss Ruby?" Naala called out, still staring down at the ring.

"Yes Princess," Ruby responded appearing from the living room.

"Can you set a place for Jasmine at the table? She's joining me for breakfast," Naala said tucking the ring into her purse.

"Of course," Ruby said giving Naala a funny look.

"I think you owe me a bit of your time," Naala smiled at Jessica.

Jessica fidgeted uncomfortably, there was something about Naala that didn't sit well with her. The twitch of her eye kept throwing her off but Naala didn't seem to notice.

"I have a lot of work to do," Jessica stuttered stepping back.

"It would be rude to decline," Naala replied turning away from her. "Come on, I don't bite," She said over her shoulder.

When Jessica started to follow behind her, Naala turned around and smiled, "Only if you want me too," She spoke in a small whisper.

Jessica laughed nervously and rubbed her arm. This was not how she expected to spend her morning.

The house was relatively silent because all the children were at school so the only noise was the workers cleaning the house.

"Hey mamas big boy," Naala cooed at Cabo who was laid out in the kitchen. He jumped up and began to growl at Jessica.

"Cabo, stop it," Naala said picking him up off the floor. "We are nice to our guests," She said petting his fur.

"Sit please," Ruby said to Jessica, gesturing to the seat opposite Naala. She turned back to the counter and carried a full plate over to Naala.

"For my Princess," Ruby gushed setting the plate down and getting her some cutlery.

"Miss Ruby," Naala pouted looking at the plate. It was full of all Naala's current favorite breakfast foods. There was sausages, eggs, waffles and a huge helping of hot sauce.

"Turkey sausage for the babies," Ruby smiled pouring her a glass of apple juice.

"I'm still not too sure about that," Naala muttered placing her napkin on her lap.

"Jessica, order what you like, don't worry I'm paying," Naala chuckled with a small smile.