Live Your Life

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Marcus POV

It has been about a month since we lost the baby. Everyone was devastated and the house was just a negative place to be in the beginning. Now, everything is starting to get back to normal a bit.

Me and Ariela's relationship has become way stronger. Probably stronger than ever before. I feel like we both needed a shoulder to lean on and we leaned in each other.

I have become more careful with my children. Like, I keep a closer eye on them because I will be damned if I loose another child. Rochelle took the lose of the baby pretty good. She was disappointed because she was excited to be an older sister but the. She said a prayer in Spanish for her mother then watched tv. Jerome is still taking it hard though. That nigga is just like me and we both care about the woman in our life the most over anything.

"Dad, can we talk?" I looked up from my laptop Jerome standing at my bedroom door.

"Wassup?" I asked giving him all my attention. He walked in the room and sat in the couch.

"I was thinking about everything," he said then let out a deep sigh. "I want to get a new tattoo." he said.

"What do you want it to be?" I asked. I been thinking the same thing. I barely have space anymore but I have space on my left bicep.

"I wanted to get something to incorporate with Heaven in it. I want it to go across my chest." he said.

As a family, we decided we would have called our daughter Heaven since that's where she is right now.

"You know I don't have a problem with that son. I will make an appointment with my tattoo man."

"Thanks dad." he said then left my room.

Jaleny POV

"I ain't expect to see you here. You sure your pops ain't gonna pop out and kill me." I chuckled as I entered his house.

"I've been going through a lot." I said, sitting on his couch.

"Talk to me."

"My mom miscarried. I've been slipping with my grades. My brother and dad are down my neck. And I think my boyfriend is loosing interest in me." I said, letting everything out. I looked at Mj and he busted out laughing.

"I'm sorry mba. That last part was funny. So what, you think he is cheating?"

"Yah. I was chilling with him and some bitch was texting him. He doesn't know I read the messages."

"Shit, if he is then you shouldn't sweat that shit. You know what he is about to loose." he said then shrugged.

I don't know what I would do if Darien is really cheating on me. I think I would shoot him in the dick honestly. Like, how are you going to be in a relationship with me more years then cheat. It would be done at that point.

"Why you look so sad? You're over thinking this shit." He said as he pulled me down on to his couch next to him. I sighed and laid my head on his shoulder.

"I can't help it. Like the messages from the bitch was black and white. It was flirting and flirting and even more flirting."

"I'm still trying to figure out why you are still on this bullshit. This nigga ain't worth your time if he is talking to other bitches behind your back." He said, looking down at me. "I got something to make you feel a little better." he said then got up.

A few minutes later he came back with a bottle of Hennessy, two shot glasses, and a bag full of weed. I had a shocked expression on my face as he set them on the coffee table.