Alexus Kent POV
"Our flight is tomorrow at 1am. Can y'all start packing or go shopping if you need to?" I told my family."I'm going with Harlem." Rochelle stood up from her seat.
"Erm, no. I don't think so." Omarion stopped her.
"I see you've been bringing him in the house." Omarion stroked his beard.
"So what? He's my friend." Rochelle furrowed her brows.
"Omarion, please. We're running out of time and we are way behind! None of us have started to pack." I rolled my eyes.
"I'm going.." He got up and left the living room.
"Boys! Getcho' ass up them damn stairs, now!" I yelled.
"Sorry, mama." They all said.
"Do you really want your ass to get killed before your 18th birthday, missy?" I whispered to Rochelle.
"Sorry, it just slipped out of my mouth. I won't mention him again in that type of way?" She said a little confused about what she was saying.
"I know he's going to have to get over it one day but I think that time should be now. You need to let him know other wise when you meet somebody else, you're going to have a hard time when your father is around." I sighed.
"Now, here's the money and try to buy something useful." I pursed my lips.
After she thanked me, she left the house. I made my way upstairs to my room and I began to pack my suitcase. Omarion was doing it too but I could tell that he was annoyed about something. I stopped packing and folded my arms.
"What?" He asked.
"What's the matter with you?" I raised a brow.
"There's nothing wrong with me." He muttered.
"I know it's about Harlem." I smacked my teeth.
"You don't understand. I just don't need my baby girl's heart broken." He mumbled.
"You ain't speaking loud enough. And so what? Do you think if Arnold was here he would let me even go near you?" I folded my arms.
"Don't start anything this holiday, please. I want the both of them to enjoy this holiday and spend a lot of time with each other." I walked towards him.
"Okay." He nodded his head and wrapped his arms around me.
"Good. Now let me get back to packing." I smiled kissing his cheek.
Keisha Kent POV
"Okay y'all." I said bringing down my suitcase."Does everyone have their passports?" I questioned.
"Yes." They nodded their heads.
"Okay, let's go to the airport." I smiled.
We all strolled our suitcases outside the door but the guards took care of the rest by putting it in the boot. I got in the car with my family and we waited for the guards to finish up. I smiled at Taya as she laid her head on Jeremiah's shoulder.
"I'm just ready to sleep on that plane ride." Lamar closed his eyes.
"Yeah.." Daxton agreed.
The ride to the airport was a little long because of the traffic that was going on. We eventually made it there and the whole gang was there. We were ready for Jamaica and I can't wait to visit. I've never been before. Only Orlando. It's always Omarion and Alexus that goes with the kids all the time. Even though I don't go, we've already got a house there and all but this time, we've decided to rent a huge beach house because of the amount of people that we're coming.
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Pass Down The Throne
Ficción GeneralThe Kents are back and better after a full 16 years. Many things have happened so far with their kids growing up and adapting to their lives'. With a all the kids grown up, there are many different paths for you to follow. Rochelle and Romain Kent...