One In A Million

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Next Day

Saint:

I'm worried about Francesca. She's not speaking to anyone. She's drifting back into the same girl she was when she was little. I'm this close to telling my dad but out of respect for her I haven't.

"Saint.", My step dad say snapping me out of my thoughts

"Yeah.", I say in confusion

"You didn't your mom calling you.", Chris ask

"No, I kinda zoned out.", I say

"Wait a minute what happen to your knuckles.", Chris ask and I didn't want to tell the truth

"I was working on my sister Kim car cause Cash can't do it, no biggie.", I chuckle slightly

"Be careful, you know Selena is going to ask about that.", Chris said as I nod knowing how my mom is

Aaliyah:

DeVante is serious about this baby thing, but I only agreed for him. But truthfully it's already a lot of kids and I don't think I can handle a crying baby.

"Grandma where's grandpa.", Christian Jr ask

"I have no idea.", I say cause I really don't

"Grandma here.", Santana say while wearing her pink tutu

"What's this.", I ask cause it looks like a toy car

"I have found this in uncle Chris room.", Santana smiled and I instantly realize it's Christian old car from back when he was 6

"I want my daddy car.", C. J say

"Here.", I say handing it to him

"Grandma, how come I never met uncle Chris.", Santana asks

"I told you why Santana.", I sigh

DeVante:

I feel like me. For the first time I realize I got no problems in my life. Thank the lord. My relationship to Quincy has grown over time of course.

"Pops.", Quincy say walking in

"Hey Q.", I say looking at him

"I was wondering can you help with a song I'm gonna do.", Quincy asks nervously

"Yeah, well first there's a process a writer process.", I explain

"Then let's get started.", Quincy smiled

Two Days Later

Aaliyah:

DeVante has been coming home every night too early. I ain't complaining though but when he does he wants sex. I get we trying for another baby. But personally I think my VG worn out from miscarriages to pushing kids out.

"Baby come here.", DeVante says kissing me all over my face

"No De, our grandson is home Naya just picked up Santana.", I say trying to pull away from his grip

"He's sleep probably.", DeVante say kissing me and that's when Drizzle walks in

"Oh my god. Every fucking time.", Donald 3rd says shaking his head

"I told you to knock.", I tease

"And I told you people live here.", Donald says

"How did you think you got here. Cause if I'm correct my dic-.", DeVante says as I cut him off

"Anyway your food is in the microwave and DeVante I'm going to bed.", I say cause a bitch tired now

DeVante:

Damn, Aaliyah left a brother horny and shit. While my son always ruining moments for me. I'm think close to kicking his brown skinned ass out. He 18 need to go to college or some shit. So after Aaliyah went to bed I went out to party.

"There he goes Mr. DeVante Swing.", KCi shouts

"Wassup man.", I smile

"I'm good how Aaliyah.", KCi asks

"She's good.", I say as I drink

"Already starting cheers.", KCi smiles

"Ehhh.", I smile

Cash:

Me and Saint decided to spend 1 on 1 time. He said he had to talk to me about something important. I really want to know what it is.

"Bro you seemed out of it what's wrong.", I ask

"Francesca.", Saint sighs

"Why what's wrong with her.", I ask

"Man I was going to her crib and ol boy was beating her.", Saint says as I quickly turn my head

"What you do.", I ask

"I whooped ass and then I found out she was pregnant.", Saint say

"Wait she pregnant.", I say in shock

"She was but he made her get rid of it, man I wasn't supposed to say nothing but I had too but she mainly doesn't want me saying nothing to pops.", Saint say

"Man I ain't gonna say shit but when we see ol boy it's business.", I say cause don't nobody touch my sisters, my mama, my step mama or nothing

DeVante:

I was sitting there pouring it up. Up and until I see an old friend. Kourtney Kardashian. I met Kourtney way back. I think 1999 some shit like that.

"Hey DeVante.", Kourtney says while hugging me

"Hey.", I slurred cause now I'm wasted

"Your drunk.", Kourtney points out

"Yeah, you need to let loose.", I slur as I buy her a drank

"No, come on your going home, I'm not letting you drive like this DeVante.", Kourtney say as she helps me outside and everything went dark

Continued