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Epilogue ♡

(A/N: Okay, so this is the last chapter :'(. But I have a song related to this chapter and I think it would be better with the video. but all I saw was the lyrics. It's Pretty by The Weeknd. I recommend the video.)

Approximately 1 year later
"Aw Montrell, that's so sweet," I cooed to him. He had set up a mini dinner for us.

"You know I had to go all out for my baby," he smiled kissing my cheek. The candles lit up the room perfectly.

"Where are the kids?" He asked me.

"Denzel is at a sleep over and Ivory is asleep," I said.

"So that gives us some alone time?" He smirked. I rolled my eyes.

"Like I said, I'm waiting until marriage," I told him. He rose his hands up in surrender.

"Alright, alright. But trust me you can't resist all this for long," he said rubbing his body.

I laughed and memories came flooding back to me. Today was the day he was getting out.

I stood outside the prison for hours until they told me someone had already came for him. That of course hurt me.

I even sent him multiple letters. I got very few responses. Instead of letters, I sent him dozens of pictures of the kids. I'm still deeply in love with him.

"You thinking about him?" Montrell asked.

"Montrell, excuse me for a moment," I gave him a small smile. I stood up and walked to Ivory's room.

She reminded me so much of him. The small slanted eyes and the way she reacts to certain situations. It just all screamed, PIERRE!

PIERRE
"She found somebody else," Anthony told me. I threw back the shot of Gin. I shook my head.

"She ain't like that," I said. I rubbed my eyes. He poured me another one.

"Trying to make drown in some poison?" I asked. He shook his head and chuckled.

"Just trying to loosen you up," he said. I took the shot and he eyed me.

"She moved on Pierre. I thinks it's time you take that back and take her for betraying you," he said.

He been telling me this shit for the past year. He slid me a gun. I looked from the gun to him.

He nodded his head. I took the gun and stood up.

"She been loyal all this time. She wrote me, paid my books, and we wasn't even together," I said.

"What does that suppose to mean?" He asked.

"She still continued to call! What have you did? Filling my head up with this shit?" I yelled. I scratched my head with the gun.

He pulled out pictures showing them to me. I instantly got heated. I took the whole bottle and gulped it.

"Where your keys?" I asked him. "Huh?"

"Your fucking keys!" I yelled. He handed them to me and I went out the door.

Despite how drunk I was, I still drove to Hampton's house. I stumbled up to the door.

I looked in the flower pot for the key. The one I left behind. I crept in slowly.

My vision allowed me to see the mini date her and this nigga had going on. I walked up the stairs.

I noticed a door that was painted yellow and had IVORY written on it. I wanted to see my daughter first.

I opened the door. I stared at Hampton as she pulled away from that nigga.

I raised the gun firing at him. "Pierre!" I heard Hampton scream. The nigga's body laid plainly on the floor

"Pierre what are you doing!?" She screamed. "I loved you so fucking much," I stated.

"And you found somebody else. That hurt me. I told you never to hurt me," I said.

"Pierre, our daughter is in this room. She is crying, Pierre. Let me get her," Hampton said.

I aimed the gun at Hampton. My vision started to blur and I could feel the sickness in my throat.

I realized Hampton wasn't picking up our daughter, she was picking up a gun.

I fired at her and she fired back. Difference is she hit her target. I fell and my eyes stayed focus on her.

She went over to me. "Pierre, you made me. I never meant to hurt you, because I love you too," she cried.

"I didn't want to shoot you," she said. The blood spilled from my mouth and my eyes became heavier.

"I never gave up on you," she said. In my head I wanted her to help me. At the same time I hated her so much and I loved her.

I tried to speak. "Shh," she hushed me putting her fingers up to my lips.

"You're dying and it's my fault," she sniffed. "Fuck!" She screamed. I tried to point behind Hampton.

My eyes stayed focus on the red laser, but she wasn't paying attention. I still had the gun in my hand, but I was so weak.

I hit Hampton in her head right when the gun shot came through the window. I just needed to save her, before my life was over itself.

×××

"Aye shawty?" Mr. Santiago snapped. I removed my self from my daze.

I gathered my thoughts and looked at him. I just pictured my whole life with this man. A man I barely know.

"Yes, Pierre?" I said.

"My name never sounded so sexy before. I like you. How about we discuss this over dinner, love?" He asked.

The same line that would probably get me killed. Funny how you can picture your life with a person you don't even know. I was still up for a challenge.

"Sure," I smirked, going to take on this adventure

OK so yas this is the end. I know y'all probably mad of how I ended this, but it is what it is!

For my confused readers: it was all just a dream basically for Hampton. This is still the first few minutes in her office and she imagined all of this.