Theodore III



"Daddy," Princess watched as I prepared her shot. "Why do I have to do it this morning? How come I just can't wait until tomorrow?"

"You know you gotta take this to stay healthy Princess."

"I know but I can't skip a day? I hate taking shots. They hurt Daddy."

I sighed. "I know Princess but it'll be over really quickly." Princess sighed as I walked up to her. She was sitting on top of the counter holding the Hello Kitty bandaid she wanted to wear after I gave her, her shot. I still hate giving Princess these shots every morning just as much as she hates getting them but she needs it in order to stay alive. "You know, I think you're really brave to be able to do this every morning without crying. I would cry every single morning."

Princess smiled as she banged on her chest with her fist. "That's because I'm a big girl. Oh! Can I have a cookie if I don't cry?"

I laughed. "Yeah, anything for you beautiful." I grabbed her thigh and stuck the needle into her skin. Just looking at the needle pierce her skin made my stomach turn and her legs tense up. "Just relax baby girl. You're good." I pressed the back of the syringe and as soon as all of the medicine was gone, I pulled the needle out and let Princess put her own bandaid on. I looked up at Princess who had glossy eyes but would never shed a tear of a needle. "You good?" I laughed, picking her up from the counter.

She sniffed. "Mhmm."

I chuckled. "You sure?"

"Yes. Can I have my cookie now? I didn't cry."

I pulled open the cabinet, grabbing the container or Oreos. "You sure? 'Cause I thought I saw your eyes looking shiny."

She smiled. "I was about to but then I thought about the cookies so I didn't."

I chuckled, handing her two cookies instead of one. "Well since you stopped yourself from crying then I'll give you another one. I'm still proud of you baby girl."

"Thank you Daddy," she said as she stuffed both cookies into her mouth at the same time.

With Princess on my hip, I walked to the back of my condo and heard Jazmine in the shower. I still can't believe the acted a damn fool last night with Milan. I shook my head and stopped in front of the bathroom so I could put Princess down. Just the thought of Jazmine mistreating Milan last night was getting me heated so I was about to go in there and say something to her. I bent down to Princess' level.

"Aye, go take your hair a loose in your room and get the brush so I can do it. Make sure you close your door too."

"Okay."

Princess ran off to her room, and as soon as her door closed, I busted in the bathroom on Jazmine. I'm tired of her immature shit all the time. I know what Milan and I are doing isn't right but I can't help that I love her, and if I gotta defend her every single day then I'm going to do that and Jazmine's gonna have to respect that shit.

"Princess? Is that you baby girl?" Jazmine asked, although she was still in the shower.

I kept quiet as I closed the door behind myself. I wanted to sneak up on her. I walked over to the shower and peaked inside through the small space between the curtain and the wall. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail but the water glistening off of her chocolate skin was getting me hard. Suds rolled down her shoulders and stopped right at her nipples, covering them and parts of her stomach. Damn. She looks good.

"Like what you see?"

I quickly looked up at her as she held an amused look on her face. "W-What?"

She smirked, turning back around so her ass was to me. "I asked if you like what you see. 'Cause I see you're starring pretty hard over there big fella."

"I got a girlfriend."

She shrugged her shoulders as she bent over in front of me. "And? What is that supposed to mean? I've never seen her around before so I'm under the impression that she doesn't exist."

"So just because you've never seen her, that gives you the right to act a fool in front of Milan last night? You got some pretty fucked up logic Jaz and you're a fucked up person. How you gon' do all that shit in front of my Step Mama? You jealous of her or something? Is that what it is? 'Cause I've never seen you act the way you acted last night. If you're jealous, I don't understand why. Milan is my Step Mama and she's married to my Dad. There's nothing to be jealous of unless you just want my attention that badly."

She scrunched up her face. "Look, you ain't all that cute no ways."

"You could've fooled me last night," I smirked.

"Whatever. I don't care for Milan."

"Tell me why."

"Because I just don't. And while we're on this subject, you need to tell your sister to stop being so damn rude to me. I don't know what I did to her for her to act like I haven't been around y'all's family for years. She was out of line talking to me like I was some random bitch."

"And you out of line talking about my sister. You need to watch your mouth."

"You need to check her, asshole."

Jaz turned around trying to tune me out but I reached in the shower, grabbed her wrist and turned her around so she was facing me. "I'mma tell yo crazy ass this one time and one time only. I don't give a fuck about you not getting along with my sister but that's one person you're gonna respect. And if you can't respect her and get along with her then you gon' have to bounce, simple as that. And just like how you don't understand why Lindsey doesn't like you, Milan doesn't know why you don't like her. All y'all females crazy."

Jaz rolled her eyes. "I'm not crazy. I just know when to spot a fraud ass bitch like Milan and Lindsey. I don't like either of those bitches."

I was losing my temper with Jaz the longer this conversation went on but when she called Milan and Lindsey out of their names, my temper was shot. Before I knew it, I was in the shower with her while I held her by her neck against the wall but it looked like she was in enjoying it since she had a smile on her face. "Look, I'm really losing my fuckin' patience with you Jazmine. I don't know if you ain't getting dick from your nigga but you gon' have to get some."

"I'm not getting any."

I sighed "Then go get some but stop fucking with my family." She smirked as she looked down at my bare chest. She kept her eyes low for a few seconds before looking me in the eyes. "Are you fuckin' listening to me Jazmine?"

"Mhmm."

Jaz dropped the bar of soap in her hands before she placed her hands on the top of my basketball shorts. Within one swift motion, she pushed my shorts down my legs, letting my dick fling out against her leg. "You really that desperate for some dick?"

She smiled. "It appears so."

"Well you out of luck then," I said as I pushed her off of me so I could pulled up my shorts that were now wet. "You ain't getting nothing from me, especially with the way you're acting right now. Desperation ins't a turn on. But in the mean time, focus on not fucking with my family and we'll be good."

Jaz stayed quiet as I stepped out of the shower and back on to the moist bathroom floor. I was soaked, to say the least. So when I walked out of the bathroom, I went straight to my room to dry off and change clothes. It's one thing for Jazmine to disrespect Milan but she's not gonna disrespect Lindsey under any circumstances. I know Lindsey can be annoying and clingy but she's my sister and if Jaz wants to stay here then she needs to put up with it.

After getting changed, I walked down the hall to Princess' room and pushed the door open. She was sitting on the edge of her bed watching TV while her hair stood all over her head. "You took a long time Daddy," she said as she turned to me with the brush in her hands. "I was just about to come looking for you."

I smirked, taking the brush from her so I could brush her hair out. "My bad. I just had to talk to Auntie Jaz about something important." I kept the two sides of Princess' hair parted away from each other as I brushed out one section. I'm not good with her hair and I don't know how to do it at all but I can put it in pigtails. Lindsey taught me how to do the pigtails so Princess rocks those every day unless Lindsey or Charmaine do her hair.

"Daddy?"

I put one side of her hair into a ponytail before I moved on to the other side. "Yeah? What's up?"

Princess was just about to say something when my phone rang, cutting her off. I sighed, pulling it out of my pocket. It was King. I answered the phone. "What's up King?"

"Nothing much, just chillin' out here. Bored. Just the usual. What'chu doing?"

"Princess' hair."

King chuckled. "Oh, I see you Grandson. I hope you don't have my baby out here looking fucked up."

"Never that," I laughed. "What made you call me so early in the morning though? Everything good out there?"

"Yeah, for the most part it is."

"But?" I asked.

"But I got some major plans that we need to talk about. Me, you and Isaiah. I need you to come out here soon."

"When? Like next week or something?"

"Nah, like today. Like right now."

I scrunched up my face. "King, I can't just dro--"

"Oh, I'm sure whatever bitch you're about to fuck can wait a couple of days. I'm talking about some serious money. I already went a booked y'all's flight for 1 pm, so I'll expect to see you and Princess out here in the next couple of hours. Cool?"

I sighed. "Cool. See you soon." I ended the call as I looked down at Princess, who was all in my conversation.

"Are we going to see Grandpa?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah, we are. I know I promised you we'd go to breakfast but you can grab something here so we can catch our flight. You cool with that?"

"Yes, I'm cool with anything you do Daddy."

I leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Good." This is why I'll always love Princess. She's always down to do anything with me and for me. She never complains and she's not a bad kid, that's why I don't understand why Mama and Pops made it seem like raising Princess was gonna be a handful. She's not hard to manage and she always listens to me. I guess Mama and Pops just didn't know how to raise children.

Lindsey



After getting sobered up from my emotion filled night, I managed to get up the next morning. My head was pounding but Daniel and Theodore helped me back to my condo, where I slept all day long. Daniel went on his little date this afternoon so I was at the house by myself all day long and I was beginning to feel the same way I felt last night when I was alone. I hate the way Cashmere treats me, and Danity's right. I don't deserve to go through all the shit he puts me through but I have a type of love for Cash that nobody can replace.

Cash hasn't been around as long as Andre was around but he treats me so much better than Andre ever did. When we're on good terms, Cash is over my house every single night helping me out with Daniel. He's like a father figure to Daniel, and that's what he needs in his life. Sure, Theodore's around, but Theodore's just his Uncle. He needs another man he can look up to that's around him every single day and that's Cash. He may be a fuck boy and a bastard but he respects Daniel and takes care of Daniel like he's his son, and I love that about him.

Not only is he good with Daniel, he's good with me too, when he's not cheating on me with random stripper bitches. Cash does anything I ask him to, he's always around and he wants our relationship to work out. I want it to work out too but I need to see some changes from him before we even jump back into a relationship.

So before I could even get in contact with him about coming over to talk, he hit my line first. After I woke up from my hungover nap, I had several missed calls and texts from him begging me to take him back and come back over, which is typical. So I just agreed to let him come over since we need to talk but he's not getting any p*ssy from me.

I pulled the door open with a frown on my face but Cash had a smile on his. "What's up Linds?" He reached out for a hug but I stepped away from him and made enough space so he could get through the door. He sighed. "A'ight, if that's how you gon' do me."

Cash walked through the door and back to the kitchen. I closed and locked the door behind him before following him back to the kitchen. I sat in the seat beside him at the island and waited for him to talk since he initiated meeting up.

"Well, I see you looking good," he smirked. "I'm glad you ain't let yourself go like most females do when they get into fights with their niggas."

"It hasn't even been 24 hours," I rolled my eyes.

"So you can speak now?"

"I just didn't have shit to say before. You wanted to come over here so talk about something relevant."

He took a deep breath. "Well, you know I love you Lindsey. Like, I really, really love you girl but sometimes my old ways just get a hold of me and I end up doing stupid shit, especially when I'm drunk. Take last night for example. I was so stressed out that I drank myself to sleep last night, well at least I thought I did. When I woke up this morning, I looked at my phone and saw that I sent you all of those messages and called you about how sorry I am. I was drunk texting but I meant everything I said in the messages."

"Be more specific because I didn't even read all of those damn messages," I responded, even though I did. I just wanted to see what he'd say about all of them and what excuse he'd come up with to justify cheating on me.

He sighed. "Well I'm not sure if you know but I got drunk and slept with a stripper."

I scrunched up my face. "So why deny it last night? You blew up about the whole situation last night in a crowded restaurant, making me seem like I'm a crazy girlfriend that's always accusing her boyfriend of cheating when I'm right. I don't know why you're making it seem like you need to confess what you did because I already know the truth and you knew the truth last night. Your ass was just guilty and ran out of the restaurant like a little bitch because you couldn't think of a lie to tell me. And now you're sitting here today, after you spent several hours coming up with a lie to victimize yourself. Fuck you Cashmere. I'm tired of you disrespecting me and everything I've done for you."

"Look, don't call me a bitch 'cause I'm not no bitch. A'ight? I'm the realest nigga you've ever seen!"

I roughly pushed him back. "A real nigga wouldn't cheat on a real woman! What happened to all of that shit you spit at me when we met about wanting to settle down? You were just talking about settling down last week, and now you're back to cheating on me. What do you want because you're sending mixed signals? Do you want me or do you wanna be a 32 year old boy that's still fucking around with stripper bitches?"

"You know what I want shawty."

I folded my arms across my chest. "I thought I knew what you wanted but clearly I don't. Tell me what you want."

"I want you. I wanna start a family with you Lindsey. I know I fucked up but I'm trying to change and I'm gonna change this time. Because let's just face it, the two of us ain't getting any younger and one of these days you ain't gonna be able to have kids so just please give me another chance."

"I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself but we're not together and we won't be together until I see you do a complete change. Meaning no more cheating on me, no more drinking or smoking until you can't control yourself, no more disrespecting me and humiliating me in public and I need you to be more honest and open with me. Because just like you said, the two of us aren't getting any younger, so there's no room for fuck ups when it comes to our relationship and I'm tired of this on and off shit. If we're not meant to be together then we might as well go our separate ways right now because I don't want to continue going through this with you. I want a serious relationship."

"I do too baby girl."

"So change your ways Cash."

"I will. I promise you that I will."

"Don't make any promises to me. Make a promise to yourself because this is all on you."

He nodded his head. "Alright. You know I love you, right?"

"You have a horrible way of showing it."

He smirked as he leaned over and took my hand into his. "I do love you, a lot. I've never felt this way about anybody before so you special."

"I thought you were special too Cash."

"And I am, just give me some time to redeem myself and I promise you I'm never gonna intentionally hurt you again. A'ight?"

I nodded my head. "Okay. I'll believe it when I see it. I mean, you say this shit all the time and a few months later, it's back to the same Cashmere. I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth and I have half a mind to just say 'fuck you' and be done with your cheating ass. You're such a bastard Cashmere."

"I know I am, that's why I wanna make it up to you."

"By doing what?"

Cashmere let go of my hand and pulled my chair close to him so my legs were in between his. I knew he was just trying to fuck me so I just sat there with my arms folded. Cash's hands grabbed a firm grip of my thighs and he tried to push them back but I kept my legs closed. He's not getting between my legs today.

"No," I firmly stated.

He chuckled. "You don't want some head?"

"No I don't," I said, standing up.

"So that means you giving me some dome then, right?" he laughed but I just rolled my eyes.

"Don't make an ass out of yourself Cash. Before my lips ever touch your d*ck again, you'll be down on your knees giving me head first. That's a promise."

He smirked. "And I'mma hold you to your promise but what am I supposed to do in the mean time? I mean, if you ain't giving me no p*ssy, what I'mma do?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. Do what ever other nigga does that's not getting p*ssy and become best friends with your hand and a bottle of lotion. I don't really know what to tell you to do but fucking other bitches ain't the move. But in the mean time, you can go. You know where the door is so I'll see you later."

He laughed. "Damn, how you gon' do me like that shawty?" he asked, standing up from his seat. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me, making sure to place his hands on my ass. "Let me do something for you to make it up to you. You want a new purse or something?"

"I have money to buy my own."

"Shoes?"

"No."

"Clothes?"

"No."

"Shit, money?"

"No. I don't want anything physical Cash. I want me and you to be connected emotionally and mentally because right now, we're doing two different things and we're in two different places. Please get your shit together first and I mean it."

"I'll get it together and then our next move is babies since you said you wanted some more."

Of course I want more children but why would I stop taking Birth Control for a nigga like Cashmere? Our relationship is too unpredictable because of his behavior. I was at a different point in my life last year. Cash didn't cheat on me last year and we were prepared to make the move to get married and have children but then the cheating and lying started back up with him. And at this point, I'm not even sure if I want to be with Cash long term anymore.

"Babies will come when I gain your trust back. I can't see myself starting a family with you Cash because of the way you treat me. It's already unfair to me and my son but it'll be unfair to the possible kids we might have."

He sighed. "A'ight. I guess I can't be mad at that," he mumbled. "I'mma head out though. I'll give you your space for now."

"Okay," I nodded my head.

Cashmere leaned down and kissed my cheek before leaving my condo. As soon as he left, I took a deep breath, feeling relieved. I'm glad I finally put my foot down with Cashmere but I still need to find that Mocha girl. It's Cashmere's fault for cheating but if she was a stripper at Theodore's club then she's seen Cashmere and I together there before. She knew what she was getting herself into when she first laid down with Cashmere, now she's gonna face the consequences.

Milan



"When are you gonna come back home?" I asked Teddy.

I have a lot of love for Teddy but I'm just not in love with him anymore. When we first met and even the first few years of us knowing each other, I was in love with him. I was madly in love with him but once Theodore came into my life, he changed my whole out look on life. He showed me what a real man is, something his Father is lacking tremendously. Theodore isn't the type I'd usually go for, especially since he's six years younger than me but everything about him had me wanting more. And because he's my husband's son, makes our situation a whole lot worse than it actually is.

If I could just leave Teddy and walk away from our marriage and be able to live peacefully with Theodore then I would but I know that won't be able to happen. It would cause my life and a whole lot of other people's lives to change dramatically so the thought of Theodore and I actually being together probably won't ever happen. Sure, we spend time with each other, really connect with each other and want more out of our relationship but the two of us know we can't ever be together.

Teddy sighed. "You know how busy I am with work. You know I'm flying back and forth between here and California every week. I'm trying to keep things going in both states and you know how hard that is. Why don't you busy yourself with something in the mean time?"

I sighed. I'm tired of busying myself with something when all I want to do is spend time with Teddy. Lately, I haven't been completely honest with Theodore because I don't want to create anymore strife between him and his Father. I haven't seen Teddy in two weeks because he claims he's handling business. What's business? I have no idea. I know he's coaching the team and I know he's flying back and forth between here and California but when he's here, where is he at night? Why isn't he coming back home to the woman he claim he loves?

I lay here every night in this big house alone because Teddy won't ever come home at night or even call. I had to call him several times today just for him to call me back and lie to me about what else he's up to. I hate that I've resorted to cheating on Teddy, and cheating with his son at that, but Theodore doesn't treat me like this. He talks to me more than my own husband does. I know I shouldn't be lusting after my Stepson but I can't help but crave the attention of a man who spoils me, caters to my every needs and genuinely loves me.

"I have busied myself Teddy. I got the money you sent me to get my nails done last week."

"And did you get them done?"

I looked down at my nails that didn't even look like I'd just gotten them done a week ago. A couple of them had chipped polish while two of my nails were completely gone but it's not my fault. Theodore likes rough sex so I give him what he wants. When he's deep inside of me, I can't help but scratch him up so I lost a couple of nails on the way.

"Yeah but I think I might need to get them redone," I sighed.

He chuckled. "I know you been working hard at work, probably losing nails and shit so I'll send you some money over to get them redone. What about your hair? You need that done too?"

I looked down at my hair that hung past my breast. I'd just came from Charmaine's shop down here in Atlanta last week since Theodore wanted to spoil me. He said it was his treat so he paid for me to get my hair done. "No my hair still looks good."

"How you wearing it now?"

"Long and curly and dark brown," I replied.

He sighed. "Nah, I don't want it that way. Why don't you spice it up and do something new? 'Cause the way you been wearing your hair is kind of boring. Why don't you get it cut short or get a new color like blue or green? Or what about doing both? You know, a short cut and a new color."

"Teddy, I like my hair this way and I can't get some crazy color for my job."

"Well you're my woman and I'm paying for it so you gotta do what I say. Look, I'll send some money over for your hair and you can go on over to Charmaine's shop. Tell her Teddy sent you and to hook you up. She'll be down to do whatever. And while you at it, why don't you take Theodore with you to get his advice? Me and him got the same taste when it comes to women, so I'm sure he'll tell you the truth."

Actually, Theodore like the way I wear my hair. He said he really doesn't care how I wear my hair since my hair isn't the reason why he's in love with me. I just wish Teddy was more like Theodore and didn't get so hung up on the unimportant things in life. Image isn't everything, considering that he expects me to be in the house everyday he's not here. Who am I getting dressed up for if I'm just going to sit in the house? Especially since my husband doesn't even come around.

"No offense," I began. "I don't really need validation from your 23 year old son about how I should look. And it's honestly up to me on whether or not I decide to change my hair."

Teddy chuckled. "Milan, darling. I really don't want to argue with you about something so simple. I know you're young but I come from a different time. How you look, act and dress falls on me. When the media sees you, I need you to look presentable. I haven't seen you in awhile but I know you aren't presentable. And you gotta stay with the times. You can't be basic anymore, you gotta step your game up if you wanna be with me. You can't go out looking any ole way embarrassing me. When Victoria and I were together, she never embarrassed me with the way she looked. You gotta be more like her and dress and look nicely. But look, I gotta head out. Work is calling so I'll call you when ever I get a chance. Bye."

I opened my mouth to respond, to object, to say something to stand up for myself but the line went dead, causing me to roll my eyes. Typical Teddy. He runs away from an argument, leaving me with the hurt feelings. I sighed. I don't know how Victoria put up with him for so many years because the past five years of being married to him have been pure Hell that I can't seem to escape from. I think Teddy prides himself in making me miserable since every time he's around, he's humiliating me and making me feel worthless.

But with Theodore, I don't feel that way. He uplifts me and makes me feel like a woman again. I'm 29 years old but I feel like I've lived a full life dealing with Teddy. I'm miserable and I wish I could just divorce him every time he calls me with more of his bullshit. I took a deep breath and dialed Theodore's number as I got up to leave so I could get my nails done. I hate that he had to cancel breakfast since I was looking forward to it but I know he's busy with his clubs, so I understand him having to leave.

"What's up Milan?"

Just the sound of his voice made me smile. "Hey, you busy?"

"Not really. Princess and I just touched down in Los Angeles. Why? You good?"

"Um yeah," I slightly smiled. "I was just calling to see if you guys made it there safely but I won't hold you. I'll let you enjoy your time there."

"Alright. I'll call you tonight. You gon' be free today or is my Dad supposed to be coming in town tonight?"

I sighed. "Actually, he said he's gonna be gone longer than expected."

"Which means he doesn't know when he's coming back home," he sighed. "I'm sorry Milan and I'm sorry I had to leave unexpectedly."

"It's cool. I know you're busy with your clubs and you're not my husband. He should be the one here with me right now, not you. Don't beat yourself up about it, seriously. Just continue on with your life while I go get my hair and nails done."

"Didn't you just get your hair done last week?"

"Yes I did but your Dad said he knows I look basic and if I want to be with him then I need to step my game up because your Mother never embarrassed him the way I have. I really can't stand him sometimes."

"He's such a bastard. You look beautiful to me, you always do. Don't listen to anything he says because he's an asshole."

I smiled. "Thank you Theodore. You know, since your Dad won't be around for awhile, he told me to talk to you and get your opinion on things so maybe you can come over for awhile when you get back. You know, spend some time with me."

"I got'chu. I know my Dad has you locked up in that house so I'll see you. I'll be back in town before Monday so I'll come over there to see you. But I gotta go. I love you."

"I love you too."

Within an hour, I was at Charmaine's shop. I wasn't getting my hair done, I'm only getting my nails done and my girl Danity is hooking me up.

"Yesssss hunty! Yes!" Charmaine yelled as soon as I walked into the fourth shop she had. She has three in California and one in Atlanta and Charmaine doesn't touch a single head or hand. She just opened this new shop in Atlanta about three years ago and she named it Sincerely Beautiful after King's deceased wife . She just stand around looking cute and directing people since she's the owner. Charmaine was rocking a short bob today and every single hair on her head was laid! "I see you still rocking them them Peruvian bundles I had specially shipped for you," she said as she ran her fingers through my curly hair. "How is it holding up?"

"Pretty good. Everybody loves it."

Charmaine smiled. "As I expected. Everybody loves everything I do. So since you're not here for your hair, you gotta be here to get them nails done." Charmaine shook her head as she looked at my horrible nails before dragging me over to Danity's station. "I know Teddy probably got you throwing your back out every night so I understand why your nails look like this. I can't even fault you though. Teddy's a lot of man to handle, that's why I've never gave into all the flirting he's been doing since I've met him. You know, I really wanna just let him have his way with me but I'm just not prepared for all that man yet."

I slightly smiled. Sure everything looks good with Teddy and I on the outside, but on the inside, things are completely different. Teddy's nobody you should strive to be after. If anything, he's somebody you should run away from and I should have listened to Theodore when he first told me about Teddy and his whoreish ways because they were the truth. "Yeah, I feel you Charmaine. Teddy's a lot to handle."

"So I've heard," Danity butted in as she smacked on her gum. "I heard he has a big dick. Is it true?"

"Right, is it true?" Charmaine asked.

I laughed. "I'm not telling y'all." Teddy is decent sized but Theodore's bigger.

Charmaine rolled her eyes. "Fine, suit yourself. I got my husband anyways," she said, walking away.

I shook my head as I sat down across from Danity. Danity's a nail technician that I met through Lindsey. The three of us hang out a lot since we're all so close in age and we all get along. "Hey girl," I said.

"Hey. You busy tonight?"

"Nope. Why?"

"I'm tryna get Lindsey to cheer up. Her and Cash are going through it again and they broke up last night."

I sighed. "Damn." At least I'm not the only one going through a lot. "Where do you want to go?"

Danity smiled. "Let's go to Fluxx. It's always cute niggas there."

I slightly smiled. I always feel weird going to one of Theodore's clubs but if I want to go out to a club, I'm better off going to one of his. He has some of the best clubs in Atlanta, so there's no getting better than the best. And since we're family, we get in for free, don't have to wait in lines and have free bottle service all night. "Alright, I'll come out with you guys."

Danity smiled. "Great! We're meeting at the club at 10 so don't be late."

I chuckled. "I won't."

Nothing is holding me back tonight so I can go out to the club and have fun without the though of Teddy crossing my mind. He doesn't care about being away from me, never answering my calls or texts or just genuinely being rude to me so I'm going to hit him with the shit he hits me with all the time. I'll ignore him for a few days just to watch him crawl back to me. I'm not going to let Teddy get in the way of me having my own voice and living my life anymore.

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How do you guys feel about this chapter? How do you guys feel about Theodore as a father? Is Theodore sending mixed signals to Jaz? Is Jazmine being desperate? What's going in California that made King want Theodore to come out there? How do you guys feel about Lindsey and Cashmere? Will she go back to him? Will he change? How do you guys feel about Milan? Does Teddy treat her wrong? Is Teddy's negligence a reason for her to cheat?