Love Without An Ending: BPLS Sequel

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10 Years Later..

Everyones career is over. Everyone is married, Nique and Roc are thinking about having children. Well...Roc is thinking about it. Prod is back in the clique. Everyone still hates him, he's just here for his kids. Ray disappeared. He's supposedly still alive. Bees pregnant. Hope is 14. Jake is 16. And Beautiful is 10.

-Bees-

Prince: Babe, where's Hope?

Bee: Jake picked her up this morning, they went downtown.

Prince: I thought we agreed that she wasn't allowed to go downtown anymore.

Bee: Well baby she made a really good point. She or Jacob had nothing to do with the shoplifting so I thought and I told her she was no longer grounded and I let her go.

Prince: I don't know. I just think her and Jake need to just have a break for a while.

Bee: I think you're overreacting. She's 14, she's a good girl, gets good grades. Why not give her a break?

Prince: I guess you're right.

Bee: If you're gonna worry about anything, you should be worrying about our anniversary party next week.

Prince: What anniversary?

Bee: Babe! You forgot? The 10th anniversary of our marriage!

Prince: Oh that! Pshhh! I ain't forget. I was just making sure you remembered.

Bee: I'm sure you were.  Anyway, this is really important to me babe. We have a lot of people coming over here. We have to find a cater, an event planner, we need-

Prince: Ok now we're doing too much. An event planner? You wanna pay somebody a whole bunch of money so they can tell us "you're having a party here, this many people are coming, and its next week" We already know that.

Bee: I like planners! I tell them what I want, they get it done, then boom!

Prince: No planner.

Bee: Baby...please?! This is our tenth anniversary I want it to be special. Please?

Prince: Okay, for you.

Bee: Yay! *kisses him* Maybe you can plan what we're gonna do our anniversary night.

Prince: I already got a plan.

Bee: Let's rehearse?

Prince: Beat you upstairs! *runs*

Bee: *runs*

-Bres-

Bre: Beautiful!

Beautiful: Yes?

Bre: Start getting ready your father is on his way to get you.

Beautiful: *comes downstairs* I don't wanna go.

Bre: Well you already know, I have no problem calling him and canceling but you did promise Prod you'd see him today.

Beautiful: Yeah, see him, not go over his house for the rest of the week. I wanted to spend this week with my dad. The one that I like.

Bre: Well when Prod gets here, we can talk to him about changing the plans, ok?

Beautiful: Ok.

Jake: *walks in with Hope* Hey ma.

Bre: Hey.

Hope: Hey auntie Bre, we just came so we could drop off our stuff.

Bre: Where are you guys going?

Hope: The mall I think.

Bre: Oh ok.

Hope: *goes upstairs*

-30 minutes later-

Beautiful: Uhhh ma? You hear that?

Bre: Hear what?

Beautiful: The same noises you and daddy make at night.

Bre: You hear us?

Beautiful: Told you I needed a new room. But listen I hear it again.

*moans*

Bre: Oh hell no! *goes upstairs* JAKE! *busts in his room*

Hope: OH MY GOD! *pushes Jake off her*

Jake: Ma!

Bre: GET YO ASS DOWNSTAIRS NOW! HOPE PUT ON YOUR SHIRT BEFORE I CHOKE YOU WITH IT!

Hope: *puts on her shirt and goes downstairs*

Beautiful: Oooh Jake you in trouble.

Jake: Shut up.

Bre: Don't talk to your sister like that. Now I'm gonna try to do this calmly...woosah...woosah..ok. WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO THINKING ABOUT TO HAVE SEX?YOU TWO ARE NOT GROWN, YOU DON'T PAY NO BILLS IN THIS HOUSE, YOU BUY NO FOOD! HOPE, YOU OUT HERE TRYNA GET KNOCKED UP,  AND BE A HOOCHIE? I DON'T THINK SO!YOU TWO ARE COUSINS, DO YOU REALIZE HOW MANY SINS YOU JUST MADE? ANSWER ME!

Jake: Ma-

Bre: SHUT THE HELL UP! DON'T YOU HEAR ME TRYING TO TALK?! INTERRUPT ME AGAIN AND WATCH WHAT HAPPENS! OOOOH WHEN YOUR FATHER GETS HOME...

Beautiful: The door...

Bre: YOU ARE GROUNDED FOR SO LONG.

Hope: *pointing*

Beautiful: The door...

Bre: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL STARING AT?

*doorbell rings*

Bre: I got it. *answers door*

Prod: What's all the yelling?

Hope: Dad?

Prod: Hope what are you doing here?

Bre: Come in. Beautiful go get your stuff.

Beautiful: Mom! Remember our talk?

Bre: Look I don't have time for this right now, go get your stuff please.

Beautiful: No!

Bre: What did you just say?

Hope: Oh...wanna drive me home?

Jake: Yeah.

Hope: Bye dad.

Bre: YOU TWO GET YOUR ASSES BACK IN THIS HOUSE NOW. I'M NOT THROUGH. HOPE STAYS HERE UNTIL I CALL BEE.

Prod: Wait what's going on?

Bre: I caught these two-

Hope: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Daddy it was nothing just a little...kiss.

Prod: Kiss? Who?

Bre: Jake!

Hope: Jake, run!

Jake: What?

Prod: *getting mad*

Hope: Run now!

Jake: *runs*

Prod: *punches him*

Bre: Oh my God! Prod stop!

Hope: *screaming*

Jacob: *walks in* What the..? Get the hell off my son! *pulls Prod up and punches him*

Jake: *On the ground*

Hope: Jake..oh my God, please be ok.