July 1st

I watched Shooter fall to the floor as Dave got up. He threw on his bulletproof vest. Before I knew it, it was all over. Dave stepped in and shut it down. He looked into a camera and put up a 1. Meaning stay put. So I did just that. I quietly moved around, my babies were laying down watching cocomelon.

Dave busted in carrying Shooter, startling my babies.

"Baby... Save him." Dave said looking at me with tears in his eyes.

"Babe... The hospital might be better I haven't did this shit in forever." I said looking at Shooter.

"Sis you gon' let me die?" Shooter asked me.

"Lay him down on the counter... Dave what the fuck is going on!" I asked quieting my babies before quickly grabbing everything I needed.

"I got these niggas finally! They getting tied up as we speak. Shit the best part is we stay far away nobody heard the fucking war zone." Dave said taking his bloody clothes off, while I took Shooter's clothes off. Bird chest nigga.

I concentrated while tending to Shooters wounds. One in the shoulder and one in the thigh. Someone phone ringed startling me.

"Shittttt- what Lissa?" Shooter asked.

"Nuhuh what you doing! You past curfew." She yelled through the phone.

"Work. Byee." He said hanging up only for her to call again.

"What!" He yelled out. Shit I would be too. I'm getting bullets pulled out and my bitch nagging me.

"You fucking some hoe? I swear to god Tremaine, me and the kids will be gone!" She started popping off.

"Can you shut up damn, my kids finally calmed down about to go to sleep." I said looking at Dave fresh out the shower rocking them.

"Hell no! You with that hoe. It's on sight Milan!" She started again.

I snatched the phone out his hand and flipped the camera on his body so she can see his wounds before hanging up. Now I got to change my fucking gloves. Dumb ass hoe.

Dave and I had to go to a hotel with the twins. We been here laying low. I ain't letting them out my sight, Dave too. We have to move fucking sadly. I'm hoping something smaller though. We are laying in a king size bed at 4pm.... Dave on top of me, Sincere on my boobs, and Sapphire in my arms. It's tooooo HOT. This was they mid-day nap on mommy so it's okay.

Shooter crybaby ass survived, but had to go to a private hospital where Dave paid under the table. He got out yesterday though. Jalissa talking tough on Instagram. It's cool though, like she saiddddd it's on sight. No talking. I was knocked out of my thoughts when I noticed Sincere moving. I got happy, no more boredom!

"Hey mommy's man." I said smiling. This damn boy gone mug me.

"Ugly just like ya' pappy." I said rolling my eyes pushing his head softly only to get mugged harder.

"My seeds ain't ugly nigga." Dave said leaning up kissing me.

"Whatever! Your son attitude horrible!"

"Like yours?" He asked picking Sin up.

"Mine?!?! No that's allll you!" I said laughing.

"Yeah... Ight. Keep playing with us. Set us some clothes out." He said walking in the bathroom with Sincere. I heard the shower starting meaning he about to spend quality time with his twin. He swear Sincere looks like him. SO WHAT! I picked out some cute simple outfits for the kids, before picking Dave's outfit.

30 minutes later after breastfeeding Sapphire, the boys came out with towels on. I couldn't help, but snap pictures. He was cheesing until he saw the twins clothes.

"Milan this white ass shit... Hell no mamas."

"Whatever Dave find some else then." I said picking Sapphire up.

We went into the shower and enjoyed our time before getting out. I can't wait until my baby start talking. I'm going to make sure I spend time with both my babies before popping another out, in 6 years.

I saw Dave fully dressed putting lotion on Sincere as he giggled. So I politely placed Milan beside him.

He dressed them as I got dressed.

"Dave take Sincere clothes off Sapphire NOW!"

"She looks fresh."

"Imma go fresh up side yo head." I said walking to our bags finding her something cute.

"Put this on her." I smiled.

"Mmmcht whatever."

"Pussy probation?"

"Nigga whoooo!"

"You! East."

"I told you bout calling me that."

"Mmmcht. Okay."

I looked at all our outfits satisfied.

Sincere's Outfit

Sapphire's Outfit

Milan's Outfit

David's Outfit.

We left and went to Shooter's. Which was like an hour away. The twins babbled themselves to sleep.

"Milan, don't start no shit."

"I ain't..."

"I'm not playing girl." He said reaching over grabbing my thigh aggressively before moving his hand under my dress.

"I said I ain't—— Ooo..." I moaned out.

"Yeah. Ight. Pussy probation remember?" He said moving his hand laughing. I instantly caught an attitude. Watch me beat the baby out this bitch now. He should've gave me what I wanted.

We pulled up and I stomped in with an attitude looking for this bitch. Sincere was in my arm mugging while Dave was getting the shit. She knew what was up when she tied her hair up. I politely passed Sincere to GranGran. Before I could place him in her arms, I was snuck.

Y'all.... This bitch really snuck one while I had my son in my arms? He wasn't even fully out my hands.

"WHAT THE FUCK BITCH!" Yae yelled trying to run up, but Bully had him and Rissa. I don't need back up though.

"Bitch I'm bout to kill you." I gritted with tears rolling. How you a mother and pulled that shit?

"Weak ass bitch crying." She laughed.

I simply beat that bitch face in. I heard people calling Dave and Shooter. Fuck them! I didn't give a fuck bout no scratches to my face, nor her belly. Bitch didn't care about my son when she hit me. Thinking about that shit made me madder to the point I started hitting harder. Hope she feel this ring. Straight face shots until Dave yanked me off her. Shooter pushed me once I was off her. Sending me flying into a wall.

I winced in pain as Dave walked up to me. I thought he was going to comfort me. Nope.

"MILAN WHAT THE FUCK! You never listen. She's pregnant dumass." He yelled in my face.

"Fuck that hoe." I said walking away until he snatched me up too rough.

He got punched in the jaw next. The fuck.

"Weak ass nigga get off me. That hoe hit me first while my son was in my hands. Then you letting Shooter Incredible Hulk push my ass. MOVE! YOU SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY TEAM. What if something happened to Sincere? He fell on these wood floors then what? HUH? I'll end everything right now about my kids." I screamed in his face.

"Jalissa... You hit her while my son was in her hands?" He asked looking at me.

"Lie bitch I dare you." Rissa said jumping at her.

"Yes..." She whispered.

"Nigga you justifying your bitch beating my pregnant wife face in over that shit?" Shooter yelled. That shit hurt my feelings, but it's cool.

"BITCH ? Boy that tiny ass stud in Jamesha finger. Don't downplay my best bitch title." Yae hopped in.

They ended up getting into it too. Bully made us all make up, then take a breather. I don't forgive Jalissa nor Shooter. I only forgive my dumass baby father. Next time Shooter better tell Jalissa to help with the wombs. The fuck.

"C'mere mamas." Dave said gently pulling me into a guest room I guess, looks a little.... small. My closet bigger than this.

"What?" I asked rolling my eyes to stop from tearing up.

"I'm sorry baby."

"Mhm."

"Bae... Why you crying?"

"Because you went against me! Letting that nigga lay hands on me. Then you yelled at me. I felt like I couldn't protect Sin when it happened. You chose them over me! How we gon' get married like this?"

"So youn wanna marry a nigga now?"

I shrugged my shoulders looking at the floor. He pushed me on the bed laying on top of me.

"Answer me.. Think long and hard. Your ass be speaking from anger so let me know something."

"No."

"Youn wanna marry me?"

I nodded my head yes changing my mind.

"You ain't crazy girl. I'm sorry for real mamas. You know I'll take on the whole world for you and my babies. All 3." He said kissing me. I assumed he was talking about me and the twins, because that equals 3.

I was still in my mood so I simply looked at the wall. "Should've gave me some dick bet I'll be happy. Wouldn't of beat her ass so bad."

"You want some now?"

"Nope too late, I want a full body massage, a mini shopping spree, an office room, and a pair of moon boots." I said smiling. "A birkin too!"

He let out a loud ass laugh. "Anything you want. Fighting with a dress on, yeah you still getting handled later. Got everyone looking at these lime green lace panties. Come on."

He got off me pulling me off, before bending down to kiss me.

A bitch got covid. My birthday Friday. I'm over it. My plans cancelled .

How we feel bout Jalissa and Shooter?