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[1 day till the wedding...]

Friday, 24th March 2021

"Wait Amir," Naala moaned putting her hand against his torso to stop him from going too deep.

"You're too loud," Dave grumbled moving her hands but going slower. They both had a lot of pent up anger and sex was the best outlet. They had an hour to spare before their meeting at the school with Chloe and her parents.

Maniya had been behaving very distant. She's been eating her dinner in her room and hasn't spoken to Naala since that night. The only person Maniya communicated with was her dad.

"Fuck," Dave groaned as he plummeted in and out of Naala. Her pussy was so good that he could live in it. Naala clenched herself around him, making him groan.

"Don't do that," He said looking down at her. Naala threw her head back and panted,

"Right there," She breathed out as he hit her spot over and over again. She needed something to take her mind of the stress of the wedding and this was perfect.

"Damn baby," Naala looked up at him as he gave her deep, steady strokes. They maintained eye contact while Dave leaned down and connected his lips with hers.

Naala kissed him back sloppily whilst wrapping her arms around his neck, that familiar tight feeling building up. As they pulled apart, Dave went deeper halting any sound coming from Naala's mouth.

"Wait for me," Dave grunted as he felt Naala's legs shake on his shoulders.

"I can't," Naala moaned out, her toes curling unintentionally due to the immense pleasure. Naala was unable to hold it, the continuous strokes sending her into a frenzy.

"Shit," Dave mumbled, coming right inside of her. Dave pulled out and stared down at her.

He carefully flipped them over so she was straddling his lap. Once she caught her breath, Naala lifted herself up and slide right down onto his dick, readjusting to his size.

"Aht," Naala warned grabbing Dave's hands, stopping him from grabbing her waist. She rolled her hips expertly, lightly clenching herself around him.

When she was steady, Naala used her tiptoes to help her bounce up and down, her tightness swallowing him whole. Dave was stuck, he wasn't fucking her at the moment - she was fucking him. He felt bitched.

"Stop running," Naala moaned as she felt him trying to move her off him.

Dave felt his dick stiffen but that didn't make her ease up, Naala continued until her stomach got tight and she began to drip down his shaft, wetting her thighs and the comforter.

"You're dangerous," He smirked as Naala rolled off him and turned over, her ass tooted it the air.

"Hurry up," She moaned as he positioned his hard dick at her entrance. He entered her slowly, making her throw her head back in pleasure. Dave wanted to savour every moment, after today he wouldn't see Naala till she walked down the aisle.

The pleasure Naala was experiencing was indescribable, all her worried were gone. As he sped up, Naala started to match his strokes, throwing her ass back as best as she could.

"You're too deep," Naala said, her arch slowly weakening. As her legs shook, she plunged her face into the comforter to stop her moans from being too loud.

"Let it out," Dave gritted, holding her hair up with one hand and leaning down to her neck. Naala turned her face slightly and connected their lips, biting down on his lip.

"Oh," Naala moaned loudly, trying to crawl away from him,

"Who's running now?" Dave mumbled cockily whilst watching his dick disappear inside her with every stroke.

"Fuck," Naala cursed as her legs shook for the fourth time. This time she didn't even try to hold it, she knew she had to cum so that's exactly what she did.

Dave wasn't far behind, after a few more strokes he came and pulled out of her, before flopping down beside her.

"Well damn," He breathed out kissing Naala's lips, accidentally deepening the kiss.

"Mmm move," Naala said pulling away from him, "You're gonna make us late," Naala was dreading this meeting, she felt like it was a disaster waiting to happen.

"I wanted to take your mind off today," Dave said moving her off her face. Naala smiled and leaned up pecking his lips. Over the past week, their bond had grown so much stronger, she couldn't wait to marry him.

"I love you pumpkin," Naala whispered, dragging her finger across his lip.

"I love you too," Dave said staring her in the eye. He never thought he would be this soft over a woman but here he was.

They shared another kiss, their lips locking perfectly. Naala opened her mouth slightly to allow Dave to swirl his tongue with hers.

"Mmm, you're not smart," Dave said pulling apart and tapping her butt. "Get up,"

Naala frowned and covered her face, "Why are we adults?" She asked peeking at him. Dave stood up in all his glory, his dick slanging from side to side.

"You getting in the shower with me or you gonna sulk?" Dave questioned pulling out his outfit from the small closet Naala let him use.

"I'm sore," Naala pouted lifting her hands up. Dave huffed and walked over, picking her up off the bed with ease.

"Lucky I love you," He mumbled carrying her into the bathroom. He set her down and turned the shower on,

"Make it hotter, that's cold," Naala pointed out. She hated how he ran showers, he was like a polar bear and she hated it.

Dave sucked his teeth and turned the knob for her. When it was her perfect temperature, Naala slipped in in front of him.

Dave put his arms around her and rubbed her belly, "Can't believe we're having another baby," He smirked. He knew exactly when this baby was conceived, it was funny how Naala called herself mad at him but they made their 3rd child that night - the night his dad died.

"Well believe it because it's happening," Naala said moving his hands of her and grabbing her loofah with soap.

"When we find out the gender?" Dave asked helping her wash her back,

"The next appointment, I thinks it's a boy though," Naala responded, letting the hot water soothe her joints.

"Tsk it's a girl," Dave said smugly. "I don't want no more boys, they mad annoying." Dave said hinting at Saint.

Naala laughed, "Leave my papa bear alone,"

"Ian never met a baby that cry so damn much," Dave mumbled while washing himself off.

"He's a mama's boy that's all," Naala replied, she found this jealousy hilarious. Dave swore up and down that Saint made sure Dave was never close to her.

"Well now I'm gonna have daddy's girls," Dave answered,

"It's not a girl," Naala muttered. They finished the rest of their shower and got out. Dave carried Naala onto the bed and helped her pick out something to wear.

"You want these sneakers or those ones?" Dave asked holding up two different pair of Jordan's.

"Those please baby," Naala said pointing at the ones she wanted. After Dave was done, he bent down and started helping her out her shoes on.

A knock on their bedroom door caught both of their attention.

"Come in," Naala called out. Maniya opened the door slightly. Her eyes drifted around the room till she spotted her dad kneeling in front of her mom, tying her shoelaces.

"Daddy I'm ready," Maniya said avoiding Naala's eyes. That statement hurt Naala, she could clearly see her mom was in the room but Maniya still chose to ignore her.

"Aight, we'll be done in a sec, pick whatever car you want," Dave said looking over his shoulder.

Maniya nodded and closed the door. Dave noticed Naala's shift in mood and rubbed her leg,

"Don't worry about it," He spoke standing to his feet. Naala frowned also getting up,

"She hasn't spoken to me Amir, that's not right," Naala huffed. She couldn't understand why Maniya was being this way; Naala was the one that found her cutting herself.

"She'll talk when she's ready," Dave replied handing the purse Naala chose earlier.

"But she talks to you. You think I'm not being emotionally available?" Naala questioned biting her lip. One of the key parts of her parenting book was that you have to be emotionally available at all times.

"Baby you're doing everything you can," Dave said sympathetically.

"Maniya always talks to me though," Naala said getting tearful,

"Love you gotta stop letting everything get you down," Dave sighed pulling her into a hug,

"She wants to die Amir," Naala cried in his arms, "And then to make it worse she won't talk to me. I don't know how to help if she doesn't say,"

"Naala," Dave dragged out, rubbing her back letting her cry.

"Ignore me, I'm being dramatic," She sniffed pulling away.

"Ian sweating it," Dave mumbled wiping her eyes. He had told Maniya to talk to Naala but she wasn't trying to do that.

"You okay?" Dave asked squeezing her shoulder. Naala nodded,

"Let's get this over with because we have the bridal shower at Bri's later," Naala said reminding him. Bri had organised the bridal shower for them to take over something for Naala.

"Damn I forgot," Dave muttered, he still had things he needed to do.

The couple left their room, Dave got Saint out of his room and went down the stairs where Naala was packing his baby bag. When she was done, she took him from Dave and they left the house.

Maniya was sitting in the back seat of the Dave's Range Rover Truck, with her head against the window. Naala strapped Saint into his seat without saying a word to her.

Dave opened the passenger door and helped Naala into the car because of the high step. When she was situated, Dave got in the car and pulled off.

The family rode in silence, apart from the odd squeal from Saint the car was pretty silent. Dave looked in the rear view and saw Maniya staring out of the window so he took this as his chance.

"Niya, have you got your apology letter?" He asked her. Dave had instructed her to apologise to the Principal for acting out.

"Mmm," Maniya nodded without looking at him. Naala listened in on their conversation, wishing that Maniya would speak to her.

"When we get in there I don't even want you to pay that girl no mind," Dave warned, "She will try and get a rise outta you but remember what I told you,"

"I'll beat her ass again if she talks to me," Maniya mumbled.

"No you won't," Dave replied, "You heard that?" He asked Naala.

Naala shrugged and fixed herself in her seat, "She doesn't listen to me anyway,"

"I can't defend myself?" Maniya quizzed, her voice getting louder.

"Nobody said anything about you defending yourself," Naala said clearing her throat, "Don't hit nobody unless they hit you first,"

"That's stupid," Maniya replied waving her off.

"Chill out," Dave said glancing at Maniya. One thing he wouldn't take is Maniya disrespecting them right in front of him.

"I wouldn't of had to hit her if she wasn't talking shit about you mommy." Maniya said, addressing her mom for the first time.

"Do I care what people say about me no, because guess what?" Naala started, "I'm still paid,"

"Okay," Dave said in a high pitched voice making both his woman and daughter giggle.

"You gotta understand when to pick your battles. Where do you think I would be if I fought everyone that spoke shit about me?" Naala asked turning in her seat to look at Maniya.

"I was embarrassed," Maniya admitted. Maniya was mostly upset about the fact that Chloe made out like Naala was a hoe which isn't the case.

"You were embarrassed of me?" Naala asked with a hurt look,

"No no," Maniya rushed out. "Not of you but I was embarrassed about what she was saying about you."

"That's what this has all been about huh?" Dave butted in,

Maniya shamefully nodded, "I was embarrassed, you saw me-"

"We don't have to speak about it if you're not ready," Naala reassured her. She realised she was being selfish, Maniya had every right to take her time to speak to her.

"It's okay," Maniya said quietly. "I was embarrassed that you saw me. The look in your eyes upset me, I kept thinking that if I did succeed, you would be broken and it would be my fault."

Naala bit her lip to stop tears falling. Dave was glad that they were finally talking it out so he stayed quiet to let them speak.

"I'm trying to find the right words," Naala mumbled. For once, she didn't know what to say.

"I know how you feel, it sucks that after pain. People think that life just goes back to normal but there's still something there. That resentment you have for the person that stopped you, the other feeling of embarrassment that you couldn't even do it," Naala said keeping her tears at bay. "Trust me Niya, I know how it feels,"

Dave put his hand on her thigh, rubbing it up and down. Maniya was in tears,

"I'm sorry mommy," She sobbed. Maniya wouldn't be able to tell anyone why she did it, because she didn't know herself.

Naala pouted and turned to Dave, "Pull over so I can hug my baby,"

"We gon' be late," Dave said glancing at her before pulling up on the right.

Naala ignored him and got out of the car, rushing over to Maniya's side and pulling her into a hug. Maniya cried into Naala, happy to be in her embrace again.

"I know," Naala whispered rubbing her hair. Dave looked back at them sighing,

"Naala we gotta go," He reminded them. He was glad they were communicating but he didn't want to be late.

"You want me to sit here with you?" Naala asked Maniya who nodded moving over so Naala could slide in.

Saint who was in his seat, was sucking on his hand trying to fall asleep. Naala moved his hand and replaced it with a toy.

Maniya laid her head on her mom's shoulder sniffing lightly. Naala wrapped an arm over her shoulder and held her tightly.

"I've got you," She said kissing her cheek. Naala knew that Maniya needed more help than she could give. Her and Dave discussed therapy and they both agreed that she was in dire need of it.

The ride continued without hardly any of them speaking, it was a comfortable silence. When they pulled up, Naala wiped Maniya's face and reached up to fix her ponytail.

Dave got out and got Saint out of the car, placing him in his stroller. When they were all at of the car, Dave stopped Naala from walking ahead.

"Don't show your ass in here," He said holding onto her waist. He knew how she could get when it came to kids, she was very defensive.

Naala rolled her eyes, "No one better try me," She replied hiking her purse up her shoulder.

"How've your already got an attitude you haven't even heard what they had to say," Dave laughed. Naala waved him off,

"Kiss," He said leaning down. Naala sucked her teeth and pecked his lips.

Maniya walked ahead of them, dreading seeing this entire meeting. They walked through the school halls following behind Maniya. They got to the main reception,

"Oh Maniya, I've never met your parents," Maniya's favourite teacher, Ms Simone said to her.

Naala politely smiled, "Hi I'm Naala," She said being friendly. Naala nudged Dave and he gave the teacher a head nod.

"Who is this cutie?" Ms Simone cooed at Saint in his stroller, "Maniya you never said you had a baby brother,"

"Well I do," Maniya replied bluntly, she just wanted to go home.

"Maniya," Naala said giving her a glare. Maniya sucked her teeth discreetly. Ms Simone sensed the tension so she politely excused herself, walking back to her classroom.

Before Naala could chew Maniya out, the principal stepped out of his office,

"Mr and Mrs Brewster," He smiled gently. "Just this way please," He said ushering them into the room.

Naala went in first, pushing Saint's stroller in. Chloe and her parents stared at them all as the walked in. When the family were seated the principal started,

"I've been hearing Chloe's side of the story and she said that you hit her first Maniya," The principal said. Maniya scoffed and sat back.

"Is that what we were called here for?" Dave asked sitting forward. Chloe's mom looked over at him with lustful eyes.

"I called you in so that the students can find the true root of the problem," The principal said. Naala turned her nose up, she knew what the problem was.

"Baby how much do we pay for this school?" Dave asked Naala,

"$25,302 a year," Naala responded. Chloe's eyes widened, she received a scholarship so she didn't know how much the school actually was.

"Right, so I pay almost 26 thousand dollars for my daughter's education and you're bringing me in here because of a petty argument between teenagers?" Dave asked looking directly at the principal.

"It didn't matter how much you pay," Chloe's father spat, "She's an animal and she shouldn't be allowed at this school," He added, pointing at Maniya.

"Excuse me?" Naala said sitting forward. "Sir please don't address my child," Naala said angrily.

"Now Mr Williams," The principal stuttered,

"No my husband's right!" Chloe's mom shouted, rolling her neck. LaKeisha was the epitome of ghetto, from the way she dressed down to the way she chewed her gum.

Naala looked at her in disgust. "Why are you shouting?" She asked her, "Is this for real?" Naala asked looking at Dave.

"Bitch I'm talking to you, don't be looking at your man for help," LaKeisha shouted causing a scene.

Chloe put her head down in embarrassment, this is why she didn't want her mom coming up to the school - she did too much.

"Bitch?" Naala asked blinking her eyes, "I can be a lot of things but a bitch is not one of them,"

"Bitch bitch bitch, what you gonna do about it?" LaKeisha taunted her.

"Oooo Amir move," Naala said trying to stand up. Pregnant or not, she would knock a bitch out.

"Mommy relax," Maniya whispered softly, she was surprised to see her mom so turnt.

"She sitting there thinking so all high and mighty, bitch you came from the gutter like we all did," LaKeisha continued, "Probably would have aborted this animal if you had the chance,"

That was it, Naala shot up out of her seat but not fast enough because Dave grabbed her before she could launch over to reach LaKeisha.

"Naala what are you doing?" Dave said trying to calm her down.

"She's really testing me," Naala huffed pulling away from him. Instead of staying in the room, Naala pushed Saint's stroller out into the hallway.

Dave only shook his head, he wasn't about to entertain this. He stood to his feet and told Maniya to get up. He took Naala's purse for her.

"We ain't about to sit around and do all this ghetto shit." Dave cursed, "Is there anything else that needs to be discussed?" He questioned the principal who was sat shocked at what he'd just seen.

"Go out there with your mama," Dave instructed Maniya before turning to Chloe's dad. "Tell your woman to chill out before I get my wife in here to beat her ass," LaKeisha was still going off, acting a damn fool.

Dave left the office because they obviously weren't getting anywhere. Naala was sat in one of the chairs bouncing her leg.

"You forgot you were pregnant or something?" Dave said angrily. "Not everyone deserves a reaction Naala damn,"

"You're really coming out here and trynna be all angry at me?" Naala said with a surprised look. "You've lost your damn mind," She said pointing at him.