Quick question, does anybody know when Bath and Body Works semi-annual sale starts? Like the exact date because the one I go to is kinda ratchet and I'm trying to get there before everybody destroys the store and takes everything I want lmao

Aubrey



Tonight didn't go as planned at all. I mean, I knew I should have expected there to be at least one fight at the dinner table but I didn't expect it to happen before dinner even got a chance to get started. Or before everybody even got to the table. I expected us to start eating before the fighting even started because I was hungry as fuck. But Jazmine and I left as soon as everybody started fighting because Jazmine thought it was best if we just left.

So we went to McDonald's instead of eating the food that was already prepared. I was mad as fuck though. I didn't want any McDonald's tonight but I just settled since she wanted a Happy Meal with the princesses in it. I balled up the box to the Happy Meal and threw it in the trash before walking out of the kitchen.

Jazmine and I had already moved into Theodore's old house, well I moved in. It was time for me to get out of those raggedy ass apartments I was living in. I wanted to do shit on my own and not have to depend on anybody to help me get by down here. I mean, I already got Theodore to give me a job so I didn't want to take his house, but he insisted that it was all right. And it's not like Jazmine didn't help convince me that staying here would be better for me and for the future of our relationship, so I agreed to it. On the outside, I was calm about the whole situation but on the inside, I was happy as fuck to get out of Bankhead. That place was worse than the neighborhood I lived in back in Los Angeles.

After flipping off the lights in the kitchen, I made my way upstairs to the master bedroom that Jaz and I shared. We still hadn't completely moved in though. We still had boxes sitting around that we were basically living out of until we got all of our stuff moved in. But regardless of how junky the house might be right now, I can tell Jazmine's happy that I'm living here with her. I know we've been through our fair share of drama throughout all the years we've been together but I love Jaz and I'd do anything in the world to make her happy.

And part of me feels bad about taking Lindsey out when I first got here instead of Jazmine. Lindsey wasn't fucking with me back in California and she wasn't fucking with me when I was locked up. Jazmine didn't hold me down when I was locked up and I can understand why she didn't. I put her through hell, but before I got locked up, Jazmine was the only person I could depend on. The only person who truly understood me past my jokes and humor, which was all just a front to cover up all the shit I was going through. Jazmine was able to see past the facade though. She just got me and loved me for me.

As soon as I walked into the room, I noticed that Jazmine was already asleep but Princess wasn't. She was sitting in our bed watching TV and still eating off of the McDonald's we had gotten hours ago. She was probably too distracted by the princess toys she was playing with to eat her food.

Jazmine and I took Princess out of the house when they started fighting. We knew it would get ugly so we just left with Princess so she wouldn't have to see Theodore fighting. I know Theodore means well and I know he's just trying to protect Princess but he shouldn't have been fighting with Princess in the house. Living with him, she's seen too much. From him getting shot, him fighting with niggas, fighting with Nicole and Tee Tee, everything. He needs to watch what he's doing around her because seeing him that way is just gonna fuck her up in the long run. That's why Jazmine and I just took her. We went out the back of the house to avoid Princess seeing her family fighting and took her to our house.

"You still up?" I asked her as I walked into the room.

"I'm not tired. Do you wanna play with me?"

I looked down at the watch on my phone and noticed it was going on four in the morning. By now, I figured she would've passed out with Jaz but I guess not. "Wait, shouldn't you be asleep? You not tired?"

She shook her head. "No. I can't sleep."

"Why?"

"Because I always sleep with my Daddy. Is he gonna come get me tonight?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know," I replied. I don't even know if they're looking for Princess. I haven't gotten any calls or texts about them looking for Princess so they must not know she's gone. For all I know, they're probably still over there fighting. "Why? You don't like staying here with us?"

"I do but I get scared without him. He's my best friend. Do you think he's hurt? Because I heard him yelling and when he yells, he gets angry and fights people."

I plopped down on the edge of the bed in front of her and scrunched up my face. "I'm not sure. How you know he fights people? You seen him doing it?" I questioned. This was the shit I was talking about. Princess is just a little girl caught up in Theodore's shit. I know he doesn't mean for her to be caught up in it but it's the circumstances he faces when he's bringing business home for his daughter to see.

She shook her head. "No. He always makes me go to my room but I still hear it. Daddy's not a bad boy though, he just gets mad because people wanna do bad things to him. He's trying to protect us."

"From what?"

"Bad people."

"Like who?"

"I can't tell you."

"How come?"

"Because Daddy told me not to tell our family business to anybody. He said it's our secret and you can't tell anybody's secret because if you do, then you can't be friends anymore and I want Daddy to be my friend for forever," she rambled. "Have you ever told anybody's secret?"

I shook my head. "Nope. I wanna keep my friends too but I won't make you tell your secret though."

She sighed. "Good. We should have a secret so then we can be friends for forever too."

"Yeah, like what?"

Before she could even start speaking, she busted out laughing and I couldn't help but notice how much she looked like Theodore when he laughed. They looked alike, so there was no denying that she was his kid. It just amazes me she's what came out of Nicole making herself get pregnant back in high school. Theodore pushed Nicole away and denied the baby for months, only for Princess to be his and come out looking just like him. I know Nicole fucked Theodore over with her pregnancy, but at least he got something good out of it.

"You have to promise...not to...tell Auntie Jaz," she said in between laughs.

I smiled. "I promise. What happened?"

"I used to use her toothbrush to brush my dolls hair."

I couldn't help but laugh right along with Princess. Now I see why she was laughing so hard. "Wait, how long you been doing that?"

Princess shrugged her shoulders, still laughing. "I don't know but it was a long time. She even got mad at Daddy and thought it was him because it smelled like his perfume."

I laughed. "Why'd it smell like his cologne?"

"Because I wanted my boy dolls to smell good so I sprayed Daddy's perfume all over their hair. I promise I didn't want Daddy to get in trouble but I thought it was funny so I didn't say anything. Now," she said as she spit in her hand and held it out. "You have to promise not to tell and to keep this secret between us for as long as we both shall live."

I raised my eyebrow as I looked down at her hand with a glob of spit in it before looking back up at her. "Uhh, who taught you how to make promises like that?"

"I saw it on Spongebob. Him and Patrick do it. Now do it," she demanded.

"But that's dirty Princess," I told her but she just shrugged her shoulders.

"Daddy said all you have to do is wash your hands afterwards and you only do this with family anyways. You're not gonna keep my secret?" she asked, looking up at me with her big, brown eyes that looked just like Theodore's. "You're gonna make me cry if you don't," she said as she began sniffing. I think I might have even seen her eyes tearing up. "Don't make me cry Uncle Aubrey." Her voice cracking and the tears streaming down her cheeks is what made me give in to her antics.

I smacked my lips, spit in my hand and just shook her hand, even though it was disgusting. Damn. She's truly Theodore's child. Making herself cry on cue to make me feel bad for her like she's the victim. As soon as I shook her hand, Princess started smiling before she climbed out of the bed and ran across the room to the bathroom. Damn. I knew she was fake crying this whole time and I know Theodore taught her how to do it too.

Princess came out of the bathroom a few minutes later and stood in front of me with her pink pajamas on that had her name and crowns all over them. "Are you gonna wash your hands? Because Grandpa said when you shake people's hands, it spreads germs. Hurry up before the germs spread."

Somehow, this little girl pulled me off of my bed and pushed me into the bathroom so I could clean and scrub my hands the same way she did and she stood on the toilet and watched and directed me the entire time.

"You wanna do something fun?" she asked as we walked back into my room.

"Sure. What's up?"

"Let's stay up all night!" she smiled.

"Why? I know you're gonna fall asleep."

She shook her head. "Nuh uh. I do it all the time. When Daddy is out working late, I pretend to be sleep and I just sit up all night and wait on him to get home."

"Does he know you do that?"

"No but that's another secret you have to keep."

"Alright, I promise," I told her, making her spit in her hand again.

"We have to shake on it," she informed me.

As much as I didn't want to spit and shake on our secret, I just gave in and that's how the remainder of our night went. Instead of Princess getting mixed up in a grown man's business, we just stayed up all night doing stuff a little girl her age should be doing like coloring, watching TV and playing with toys. Shit. It's the least I can do for Theodore and it'll give me a chance to get some experience with kids so that when Jazmine drops our baby in January, I'll already be prepared for what's to come.

Mya



I stood in my childhood home in my Dad's office along side my siblings, as my Dad lectured us about what just happened. Tonight was probably one of the worst nights of my life. Everything went completely left, as if normally does when ever my family gets together but I didn't think everything would come crumbling apart as soon as me and Theodore's family's got together. I know how much of a hot head Marquis can be when he isn't getting his way, I just didn't think he'd try to fight Theodore in front of his entire family or pull a gun on his nephew and sister this soon. I mean, I knew it was coming eventually since he's so trigger happy but I wish he would've given Theodore and his family a chance first.

Even though I wasn't aware of the business deal, which was the main reason for the meeting, I still expected them to act a little bit more mature since money and our futures were involved, but I guess I shouldn't expect much from my family or Theodore's. Our families aren't so different after all and it was a bad idea putting both groups of people together.

As far as me and Theodore's relationship, that's long gone. It's a thing of the past. I don't ever see the two of us getting back together, primarily because of our families. I know I lied to him and lied for a very long time but he shouldn't have flipped out over something so minuscule. He should've given me a chance to explain myself before he flipped out on me. But other than him flipped out on me, I don't want a nigga that finds it so easy to disrespect me as soon as he gets mad. Part of me knew Theodore was just putting on an act being nice all of these months, so I should've expected him to change up and lose his mind on me eventually. I mean, he was just too nice and none of these guys can be nice for too long, especially if they aren't getting their way.

"I don't know what happened tonight," Daddy began as he tried to gather his words. "But those people..."

"Are a bunch of no class having bitches," Marquis finished for him. He was all banged up from the fight, so it's a wonder he's still talking shit as if he didn't get his ass beat. "I don't understand why we're just sitting around stalling. What we need to be doing, is sending the guys out to kill those mother fuckers for disrespecting me, Mya and the rest of the family. We came to them with open arms and were respectful to them but they couldn't even show us any common courtesy."

Precious rolled her eyes. "Well, if you didn't go acting a damn fool like you normally do when shit isn't going your way, we wouldn't be in this position. We'd be in business with those people and a whole lot richer than we are now. But, per usual, you and your attitude ruined it."

"Oh, shut up," Marquis groaned. "All y'all females be acting too weak and clearly y'all get too caught up in these niggas sweet talking y'all. I saw right through the bull shit. Prince ain't no different from any regular nigga walking the streets. He just got some money to his name and knows how to clean up but he ain't shit and neither are any of y'all for defending that punk ass bitch. All y'all bitches can suck my d*ck."

"Hey!" Daddy spoke up. "That's enough Marquis!"

Out of the three of my sisters, I was the first to shove Marquis into the wall. "You're such an asshole Marquis. You think the world revolves around you and now that you got your ass beat, you wanna lash out against everybody else. You're such a p*ssy and you need to grow some bal--"

Before I could even finish speaking, Marquis back handed me, making me fall back on my ass. I held on to my face that was burning and stinging from him slapping me and looked up at him. He's never hit me before. Come to think of it, he's never laid a hand on me before and that just made me even more mad at him for doing it. Even though there were tears pouring out of my eyes, I quickly got up and jumped on Marquis to defend myself. I'm not going to have another nigga hitting on me to prove his masculinity, so if fighting my brother is what I have to do to defend myself then so be it.

Marquis was blocking me from hitting his face that was already bruised and swollen so I went for every please else that he wasn't blocking. I could hear Imani and Precious yelling and the background for the two of us to stop fighting but I knew neither one of them would jump in and help me beat Marquis' ass because they know he's wrong. Nor would either one of them jump in and break up the fight. The both of them are good for nothing but laying on their backs and having threesomes with niggas. They're been doing the same trifling shit since they were in high school, so even now, almost ten years later, they're doing the same shit but only sleeping with the big ballers now. They're disgusting if you ask me.

I guess I was getting distracted by Precious and Imani because Marquis was able to catch me off guard and punch me in my stomach. When his fist collided with my stomach, I felt like the wind had been socked out of me. The room grew quiet as I fell back against Daddy's wooden desk. Daddy stood over me with a frown on his face. His frown angered me because not once did he do anything to stop Marquis from beating on me.

He must be on Marquis' side. As quiet as it's kept, Daddy and Marquis are a lot closer than anyone may think. Since Marquis was the only boy, he and Daddy spent a lot of time together, which is why he knows more about the business than any of the rest of us do. Daddy never wanted his daughters involved because he thought we were too weak and would let our emotions get involved because we're women. So he groomed Marquis to be in the family business well before he did for the rest of us.

So, Daddy was definitely on Marquis' side and was going to let Marquis be a little bitch and teach me a lesson for not getting involved with the family business because I know that's why Daddy is letting this happen. Daddy's just pissed I didn't go into the family business with the rest of my siblings. This is my lesson for not listening to him and Mama years ago when they wanted me to be apart of the family business. Daddy wouldn't physically hurt me but I know he'd get somebody else to do it because he wants to have this perfect father role. He's always played that role all of my life, but as I got older, I started putting information together.

Once in high school, Daddy started trying to teach me how to shoot a gun. All of my siblings had learned well before me so by that point, I had made it up in my mind that I didn't want anything to do with the family business. I didn't want to be constantly watching my back for enemies, always having to be in defense mode and just living life the wrong way. Mama and Daddy thought it was a phase I was going through, so when I refused to learn how to use a gun and wasn't able to recite to Daddy how the shipment was bought, captured, weighed and sold off, he beat my ass until it was raw.

I was on my way home from school the next day, when a random car full of random bitches pulled up beside me. The five girls got out of the car and jumped me. It was all random, so I thought. Eventually, I found out those same five girls worked for my Dad, so I knew he sent them to jump me for disobeying him. When I finally made it home from school, clothes torn, bloody and bruised body and a hundred dollars short, Mama and Daddy didn't even give me a second glance when I got in the house. They never asked how I was, what happened or why somebody would jump me. They just moved on with their daily lives as if I didn't come home all bruised and battered. That's Daddy's technique on how to keep his children in check and get what he wants. He uses violence.

"Strap her up," Daddy ordered.

Before I could even move my body off of the table, Marquis grabbed on to my legs while Precious and Imani grabbed my legs. "Let go! Let go of me!" I constantly kicked and screamed as they walked down the basement steps to Daddy's cellar. This was the same he'd take the people who did him wrong. As soon as we got downstairs, it smelled horrible down here like old, rotting bodies and I wouldn't be surprised if there were some.

They threw me down on to the hard concrete ground as soon as they got to the back of the cellar. My body was in pain and so was my back from falling back on Daddy's desk but I wasn't going to let them lock me up down here and keep me prisoner for doing nothing wrong. I heaved myself up off of the ground and tried crawling away from them but the kick Imani sent to my mouth made me rethink everything. My head flew back and hit the concrete wall, so it wasn't long before blood started leaking out of the back of my head and my mouth.

"You know, I really hate to do this to you Goldie," My Dad stood in front of me and watched as Marquis, Precious and Imani cuffed my hands and feet to the wall. I could barely hold myself up, so when my head started to feel like it weighed a ton, I let the weight take over me. I started falling forward head first but the cuffs stopped me from falling. Daddy walked up to me and lifted my head up so I was looking him in the eyes. "Goldie, you've really disappointed me and the rest of the family. I found out about the stripping and how you really know Prince. You're ruining our family name and clearly, me being rational and speaking to you like an adult isn't working, but I know something that will work." Daddy dropped my face and walked over to the steps. "Come on down ladies! She's ready."

My heart was beating out of my chest as I heard footsteps above me. Is he going to kill me? I mean, it would stand to reason that he is since he only takes people down here to kill them. I didn't think my heart beat could get any faster but it did when I saw five women walking down the cellar steps. They weren't just any five women. They were the same five women Daddy had jump me back in high school, so I knew what they were down here to do. They were definitely going to jump me but they weren't going to kill me.

"This is a little lesson to you Goldie and hopefully you come to your senses afterwards. I know this is going to hurt you but it's hurting me even more seeing my youngest daughter suffering and in pain based off of her own stupid decisions. Hopefully you come out a better woman after this and yo ass bet not scream either," he warned before he and my siblings walked upstairs, leaving me alone to let the five women beat me.

Tosha, who was the ring leader of the group and the first to throw the first punch back in high school, walked up to me as she cracked her knuckles. "Long time no see Goldie. You ready?"

The five of them didn't even give me a chance to defend myself or even shield my body from getting hurt. Their punches hurt worse now than they did back in high school. I think they might have taken it easy on me back in high school because now, I feel like I'm getting tossed around by a bunch of niggas and they wouldn't stop either. I felt like they were just beating on me for hours and hours, nonstop.

Banga



I had been in and out of consciousness for months and I don't know why. One minute, I was walking into my crib with fire ass Beauty from the club, and then the next something hits the back of my head and I'm out cold. It wasn't until a few months of being in a coma that I finally woke up and found out what really happened that night. Nobody was around to know who hit me in the back of the head. Nobody was even around to see who threw me out of my bedroom window. They only found me laying on the ground surrounded by a pool of my own blood and above me was an open window. Even though the cops aren't too sure about who could have tried to hurt me, I've got a pretty good guess on who it was. Well, technically I don't. I've narrowed it down to three people though:

1. Prince

2. Goldie

3. Beauty

It could've been Prince since he's been trying to take me out for months for no apparent reason. The roles should be refused. I should be trying to take him out for stealing my girlfriend from me and making me go dry on my products, but for some reason, he's got it out for me. Before being in a coma, I had been watching my back and trying to lay low as I gathered information on him and his family but I couldn't do it without getting caught up in some shit. Everybody's who's anybody knows about them in this town but they've paid so many people off, that nobody will say shit about them so that went dry too. I have no information to take them down, but even if I did, who would I give the information to? Because I'm not going to snitch because then I'd be snitching on myself.

Then there's Goldie. That bitch as had it out for me ever since she started working for Prince. I should've known the two of them had been fucking behind my back for months, and part of me knew they were. They were a little too close for him to be her boss, but my suspicions were confirmed when Beauty got me hip to the shit the two of them be doing after hours. She's been sneaking around on me and trying to get rid of me for months, and her stupid ass probably thought she was doing something when she hit me in the head, so I don't doubt it's her. But I don't think she would've been able to pull me through the apartment and throw me out of the window...unless she had help.

But then there's Beauty, who I had been getting close to. Who's to say she isn't on Goldie's side and secretly plotting against me behind my back too? She could've been feeding me information to Goldie to make me lash out and look like the bad guy, all for her and Goldie to take me down together. Because she didn't really start showing any interest in me until she saw Goldie and I on the rocks. I mean, I've fucked her plenty of times but we never went on a date or spent time together unless we were fucking. She got a little too close to me, a little too soon, so I wouldn't doubt it if she's on Goldie's side. And that would stand to reason how they were able to drag me through the apartment and throw me out of the window.

Those two scheming bitches worked together to prepare my demise. Unbeknownst to them, I didn't die. They fucked with the wrong nigga because regardless of the role the three of them played on my downfall, I know they've all had a helping hand in trying to destroy me. Out of the three, Prince has the most power and pull in this city and I've sure Goldie's got him wrapped around her finger, since she's so good at seducing niggas. Beauty too. Whatever they say, Prince is probably doing and he's probably fucking both of my bitches too.

Nonetheless, I'm not gonna let that trio of idiots ruin what I had planned months ago. I planned on getting rid of Goldie anyways since she was such a liability. She was so damn weak and manipulative. That shit was mad annoying. But when I found out she was fucking with Prince, my boss, I automatically knew our relationship was threw and it was time for me to get rid of her hoe ass. She doesn't deserve to be with a nigga of my caliber.

And Prince doesn't deserve a nigga of my caliber working for him either. I should be the one calling the shots. He should be working for me. But that's nothing I even need to worry about. Once I kill him, I automatically become owner of whatever shit he's doing so he really need to watch his back now that I'm awake and ready to get out of this damn hospital. But before I do leave, I need to set up a meeting with my niggas so we could figure out what our next move was going to be. I texted Dex and my normal crew, but I even texted this new nigga I met some months back. He just got out of prison and came from California looking to work, so I sent Aubrey a text to come through so we could get some shit started down here.

Nicole



I didn't kill Theodore, if that's what you're thinking.

I did kill Cashmere though, and I left his fat ass body laying in his dining room floor right along side Dylan's body parts.

I don't know why Cashmere would go against the grain and do the complete opposite of what we planned on doing. I know Theodore can be annoying and really provoke you to go against your better judgement, but I didn't want Theodore dead. Cashmere knew I didn't want Theodore dead because it would reflect badly on me to the courts if he mysteriously came up dead and then I suddenly wanted custody of Princess. I do have a plan on how I'm going to get Princess but Theodore isn't going to be killed in the process. But, Cashmere. He was just being used to forward my plan and I planned on killing him eventually since everything I needed him for had been completed.

I managed to drag Theodore upstairs to the bedroom Cashmere and I had prepared for him. We planned on kidnapping him and holding him against his will until he signed Princess over to me, against his will of course. But since Cashmere ruined the plan, I had to do it myself. It took forever to drag Theodore up the steps. He doesn't look that big but I could barely pull him up the steps. Cashmere could've really helped me do this instead of fucking up and almost killing him.

Once I was able to get him up the steps, I took him to the bedroom and tied his arms to the head of the bed and his feet to the foot of the bed. We were going to hold him here and torture him together but I see now that I'm going to have to do it myself. Once he was all cuffed to the bed, I began ripping his clothes off with a pair of scissors. I needed to degrade him the best way I knew how to and that's by sex. I know Theodore hates me but he's gonna hate to wake up to see me having sex with him. It's gonna piss him off, but since he's tied up, what can he truly do to me?

I stripped his clothes away, leaving him completely naked and up to my control. I smirked. Damn. He's really changed since high school. Now see, I could've had him since high school if he didn't start acting like a bitch when I got pregnant. He knew what he was doing to me back in high school. He knew going in me raw was going to get me pregnant, and he's the fool who fell for my game. Shit. He was the only naive nigga to fall for my game at Fairview, because I ran my same shit on plenty of other niggas with money, but he was the only one that fell for the trick and has been locked with me since. There's no getting rid of me so he just needs to accept it now that I'm going to be in his life forever.

And once I'm done with him, he's going to be stuck with me even longer. I've had this plan in the works for months now. I've done the research and I know my ovulation times and the next three days are the best days for me to get pregnant. Theodore might be passed out right now but that doesn't mean he still can't have an orgasm. Orgasms are involuntary, so even if he didn't want to have one, he'd still cum inside of me and I'd make sure of it. This way, I can get custody of Princess and our new baby. The courts will give me both of the kids since they see Theodore and I have an on going sexual relationship since he keeps getting me pregnant.

Soon, I mounted the bed and grabbed Theodore's limp manhood. It felt weird having sex with an unconscious man but it's what I have to do to get my family back, so I began giving him a hand job to get him hard. I don't see anybody else making any efforts to help me get Princess back. It's like everybody sees Theodore using Princess and purposely keeping her away from me but they won't do anything about it. So now, I had to take things into my own hands, regardless of how it might effect Theodore and that damn Princess.

Once he was hard enough, I climbed on top of him and he slipped right into me like a glove. I held on to the headboard and started riding him and he felt good as hell. I looked down at his face, careful to keep an eye on him in case he woke up. I don't know when he's going to wake up but his ass was almost dead when I pulled Cashmere off of him, so it should be awhile before he wakes up and I need to keep it that way. I need to keep him here for the next three days and have sex with him as much as I can so I can get pregnant.

I continued bouncing up and down on him and I could feel him stiffening up beneath me, so I just started riding him harder and harder. "Ohhh Theodore," I moaned as I released all over him. I really wanted to stop because I was exhausted but I knew I needed to keep going if I wanted Princess and this new baby. So I continued riding Theodore until he ejaculated inside of me. I slowly climbed off of his hard member and was sure to get every last drop of cum off of him. I need to get pregnant.

I bought my hands around his manhood and wiped all the excess cum off of him before laying down on the bed next to him. I hoisted my legs in the air and let the gooey cum run down my fingers and drip into my hole. I really need to get pregnant, so I made sure every last drop was inside of me. This really wasn't something I saw myself doing but I need to do it for the sake of my family. Theodore has corrupted Princess and turned that little demon away from me, but once the courts see how good of a mother I am, I can lure Princess in the right direction and Theodore and his family will be out of our lives for good.

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