Live Your Life

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Ariela POV

"Come on. Lemme take you out." Marcus begged. I shook my head no for the thousandth time. This man won't give up forreal.

"No Marcus. I am busy." I said. He smirked and walked closer to me.

"Busy doing what?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and walked in to the living room.

"I am busy taking care of our kids. Plus don't you got some hoe or something laying up at your house?" I asked. His faced changed and just looked at me.

"Since when did I ever have hoes up in my house?" He asked. I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"It has been 7 years. I am pretty sure you got hoes." I say clearing the living room of Rachelle's toys. I swear that girl can make a mess out of everything.

"I got hoes but I don't bring them to the same house my kids be at. We had this conversation before Rachelle was born babe." He said. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. Hell yah I am bitter towards him.

"I am not your babe and I don't care. We could have had the conversation a million times and you would still do you." I said standing straight and looking at him dead in the eyes.

"Why are you so damn bitter all of a sudden. We have known each other forever and you acting like I am brand new and shit." He said. I looked at him to see if he was serious.

"You know damn well why I am the way I am towards you." I said.

"Why? Because we not together? Let's not forget who was the faithful one in this relationship and who was the one that fucked someone else. On top of that going out and doing shit you not suppose to while have children. Yah. It wasn't me." He said going off at me. I closed my eyes and took 5 deep breaths.

"Yah I did stuff but you did the worst that goes over all that shit.." I said on the verge of tears.

"And what the hell did I do?" He said getting closer to me so now I was facing his chest.

"You got a DNA test on Rachelle." I said blankly. I pushed him away from me and went upstairs.

Jerome POV

Well damn. I can hear pops and mom fighting all the way from upstairs. They use to fight ALL the time but it isn't as often now. But I was shocked as hell when mom said that dad had a DNA test on Rachelle. Like that is just wrong. I left my room and went downstairs to see my dad sitting on my couch rubbing his face.

"Pops." I said. He looked up and sighed.

"You hear?" He asked. I nodded and leaned on the wall. Everybody loves Rachelle and to think that he actually had doubt that she was his. Smh.

"That is so wrong Pops. Mom would never put a child on you that wasn't yours. And you kept it away form everybody. It's not right." I said. He stood up and grabbed his keys.

"Man, I know son. But I got to go. Tell your mom to call me." He said. I nodded and dapped him up. He left and i groaned. I am in a house with emotinal ass woman. Jaleny got her own issues and my momma is just....I don't even know.

I went back upstairs and went in to Rachelle's princess covered room. Her room be scaring me because she got so many damn stuffed animals.

"Rachelle, wassup?" I asked laying down next to her. She was laying in her bed watching Sofia the First.

"Jerome, am I a princess?" She asked me. I smiled and kissed her forehead. She so innocent.

"You sure are. The best kind." I said. She smiled and snuggled up under my arm.