BPLS: The Finale

The Beginning Of A Horrible Story

1 month had passed and everybody was going through something. Bre and Jacob's divorce was going horrible and Bre was afraid that she might lose the kids. Roc and Nique were slowly falling apart. Bahja was stressed out about having another baby, while Princeton's mom was constantly talking about how she didn't care about this one. Things were getting worse and worse and eventually things are going to just blow up.

-L.A. Hospital-

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I was taken home by a nice nurse and was put into my apartment...nothing about it seemed familiar. After the nurse left, I rolled around my house in the wheelchair looking for something to trigger some memory. Nothing. I decided to try to get up and walk around. It felt weird to use my legs after being in that bed for so long. Well now I was back to reality...kinda. But I had to get my shit together and there was only one person I knew could help me.

BAHJAS

Bahja: Babe, I'm serious when we get in here, I don't wanna hear you mothers smart ass mouth.

Prince: Bahja, I can't control her. What do you want me to do? *opens door*

Bahja: *walks in* I want you to tell her to show me some respect.

PM: Jacob, baby!! *hugs him*

Prince: Ma!

PM: Are you hungry? I got some food ready, come into the kitchen. *walks Prince into the kitchen*

Bahja: Hello to you too, Mamma Perez.

PM: Hi Bahja. Oh I'm sorry, were you hungry? There's some sandwich stuff out too. You do know how to make a sandwich...don't you?

Bahja: *glares at Prince*

Prince: Um...Ma, Bahja can have what I was having.

PM: Oh no, there's not enough for the both of you sweetie. *hands him his plate and puts food in fridge*

Bahja: You know what Ms. Perez, it's fine. I'm not hungry.

PM: Oh ok Bahja. I'll be right back, I wanna show you what I got baby Christian. Jacob, baby you'll love it. *leaves*

Bahja: See what I mean Princeton?!

Princeton: I tried to help! Look, eat this. I will make a sandwich.

Bahja: That's not the point! She knew we were both coming over here! It's not there wasn't enough food, she just didn't want me to have any!

Princeton: She just said there wasn't enough!

Bahja: But she put the pot back in the fridge Prince...you think she just put an empty pot in there just because?

Prince: *sighs* Bahja, I'm sorry. Ok? I'll talk to her about the way she acts ok *kisses her*

Bahja: Ok...when?

Prince: I don't know...tonight.

Bahja: Whatever.

Prince: *kisses her again* I promise ok? I'll talk to her.

BRES

Prod: Thank you for letting me stay here while my apartment is still getting fixed.

Bre: For the last time, it's no problem. We have plenty of space, and with your condition you should know damn well I'd never let you stay at a hotel.

Prod: So how's the court stuff going? Can I help with anything?

Bre: Not yet...for the moment we're just going over marriage settlements. We still have about a month left before this is over with.

Prod: Damn...*coughs*