Kingsley Creed Days later New York

"Do you guys feel like this dress is the one?" Beverly asked as Justin zips up the back one her wedding dress. "Not to question your work Justin I just want this to be the perfect dress."

"No worries Bev, I get it. Trust me this is the best I ever did. This dress is so beautiful." Justin spoke as he fix around her dress.

"Yes Beverly, this is beautiful." Queen said. "Like you look incredible. It's so perfect and I'm not just telling you that just to say it. Once your hit is done and the makeup it'll just put the icing on the cake."

Kingsley smiled admiring Beverly. "Ok." Beverly smiled. "Where is Fallen?"

"Who knows." Justin said. "I called her before y'all arrived and she ain't answer she I left a voicemail."

He popped his tongue and tilted his head making them giggle. "I didn't say anything bad, I just said I hope you ain't have me make this mother fucking bridesmaid dress and you ain't show to try it on, I will rip all this shit up, don't piss me off lil girl." He said.

"Nothing bad I see." Beverly shakes her head. "I don't know has Fallen been acting weird lately or it's me?"

"Nope it ain't you." Justin said. "I hope she comes tomorrow and try it on because I spent way too much money and time making these dresses." He said.

"Me too, I don't need everything to go smooth for the wedding." Beverly said.

"We need to talk about the plans for Barbados." Queen mentions. "I got my plane ticket and all."

"Royce already booked our flight." Kingsley spoke.

"Well damn let me catch up, fuck." Justin said. "So are we still staying together or we booking separate airbnbs?"

"I was thinking all of us in one airbnb so we can all be together." Beverly suggested. "Queen you're welcome to bring someone also."

She nodded her head. "Please don't bring that bald headed ass girl you was talking too." Justin jerked his head back.

"Don't do my bitch." Queen said. "Just because she put you in yo place don't mean you ain't got to like her."

"Y'all she wore a real bad outfit to the club, and y'all know me I'm going to give some tips. I was very respectful about too and she got me and told me I need to worry about me." He said. "Next time imma just tell her she look bad."

"And that's your problem, you need to keep your mouth closed." Queen said.

Justin waved her off. "Kingsley how you liking New York?" Beverly asked.

"It's different." She said. "Fast living compared to Texas."

"I always wanted to go Texas." Queen spoke. "We should do a girls trip."

"Oh yea I like that idea." Justin said.

"I said girls trip." Queen side eyed him as Kingsley and Beverly began to laugh.

"Fuck you." He gave her the middle finger.

"When do yall ever stop?" Beverly shakes her head. "This beef been going on for years."

"When he stop insulting me then we can be cool." Queen said.

"Girl I do not insult you." Justin made a face. Kingsley tilted her head at Justin. "Girl leave me alone."

"Exactly because you definitely insult me too. You told me I had a fupa." She said.

"He got a fupa, a double chin. 10 back rolls and his thigh rub together." Queen said.

"Imma sure your dress tight as hell so you can't breathe." He said.

During that day, Royce arrived a restaurant to meet with his mom and Dandre. As he enters the restaurant he scanned then room before spotting her and Dandre in the middle of the restaurant.

He walked over to the table, before he sat down he hugged and kissed his mother. "I ain't know you was coming." He said to Dandre before going in for a hug but Dandre leaned away from him. "You too good for a hug?"

"No I'm just not in the mood." He said stuffing his hand in his jacket pockets.

Royce ignored him and at next to him. "Nigga act like he too good for a hug." He said. "Did you order already?"

"No we were waiting on you." She said. "Thank you for inviting me out for lunch. I appreciate it."

"It's no problem. Anything you want ma." He said.

Dandre side eye him before slightly rolling his eyes without Royce noticing but Mom caught it. She gave him that death stare before speaking. "Fix your god damn attitude." She said low enough for them to hear.

Royce looks over at Dandre who was bouncing his leg as if he was angry. "What's wrong with you?" Royce asked. "What happened?"

"I asked him to come eat lunch with us, he didn't want to but you two haven't been talking to each other so I figured this is a perfect time for you two to at least exchange some words." She said.

"It's pressure?" Royce asked confused on why Dandre didn't want to come to lunch. "I mean I haven't said or did anything for you to be angry with me."

"I don't want to be here in New York." He said. Be rolled his eyes

"There you go with that conversation." He said. "You don't know how to act man. It's only right you stay here."

"Dandre, Royce feels you need therapy." She said catching Dandre off guard.

"Therapy? Y'all been talking about me behind my back?" He said.

"We can have this conversation later." Royce said.

"Nah, let's have it now. Feel like y'all been having way too many conversations about me anyways." He said. "So you really going to listen to Royce and say I need therapy? You act like you worship him and listen to whatever he tells you."

Mom jerked her head back. "Dandre, Royce told me everything that happen down there in Miami. Not only did you need help but you need your ass whooped." She said. "It was only right that you came home. Royce was trying to let you have some freedom but you sabotaged everything he has done for yo-"

"How I-"

"Let me finish." She gave him a stern look. "Royce put you through school and you decided to waste all that money and drop out just because you got lazy and didn't want to do the work. Dandre I love you and you know I do but you are not a kids no more and you need to grow up." She told him before turning to Royce. "Guide your brother in the right direction. Both of you need each other."

Royce nodded his head taking in her advice. Dandre got up from the table. "I'll catch a Uber home." He pushed him his chair with an attitude before storming out the restaurant.

Later that Night Kingsley and Royce laid in bed talking about the day they had. "I hope Beverly doesn't think Justin is going to be her stylist. He's my cousin."

"You sound jealous." She told him. "I had a great time. Beverly looked so beautiful. I'm happy for her."

"Yea, I'm proud of them. They deserve it." Royce said.

"Queen mentioned something I wanted to ask you about." She said.

"What?" He asked.

"Will I ever get to go back to Texas?" She asked.

"What you mean? You want to move back home?" He asked.

"I mean the rest of my things are there. I haven't even heard from my Mom." She said. "Even though we aren't the best at communicating." He went silent deeply thinking about her going back home. " I do want to be here with you but can I at least see her. It's been a while and I haven't even spoken to her."

He deeply sighed. "You trying to catch a flight in the morning?" He asked making her raise her eyebrows.

TBC