Mamé's POV

"So, what you wanna tell me?" Jas asked as I played with the promise ring Yatta gave me a couple days ago, with my hands still under the table.

I sighed. "Well...."

Jas waited for me to finish as the waitress set our drinks down.

"Thank you." I smiled and began to drink my water.

Jas stared at me with a blank expression on her face. "Just spill the beans."

I took a deep breath. "Okay, ima tell you."

"What's the tea, sis?" She drank some of her lemonade.

"Well, yo fine ass cousin gave me this promise ring." I showed it off like it was a wedding ring. He told me it was like a pre-engagement ring, since I told him I wanted to wait and get married once I'm out of school.

"Aw bitch! That's so fuckin cute!" She grabbed my hand as she looked at the ring. "Oo girl, that shit fat."

"Thank you!" I smiled and laughed as I looked down at it too.

"But, I know that's not all you wanted to tell me." She drank more of her lemonade and looked up at me. "Wassup?"

I sighed again. "I'm pregnan-"

"WHAT?!" She started screaming and I looked around, feeling at little embarrassed since all eyes were on us.

"Bitch, pipe down!" I tried to hold in my laugh.

She took deep breaths. "My bad girl, I'm just so- Oh my God! I'm so happy for y'all." She came over to my side and hugged me.

"Thank you Jas, foreal. I just found out last week and you're the only person I've told."

"But you told Yatta, right? You better-"

"I did, I did." I cut her off and she nodded.

"Okay, good. But, aww! I feel special." She cheesed hard and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

I laughed and shook my head.

"So, when you plan on telling your people?" She asked as our food was brought to us.

"Thank you." We thanked the waitress again and she smiled and nodded.

"No problem, enjoy."

"Well, we're going down there this weekend." I replied and started grubbing.

"Okay, good. You think your brothers gon flip out?"

I rolled my eyes once she mentioned them. "Rashad would be happy but, Amare and Nasir? They a trip. It's really annoying how they act towards him every time we go down there." I shook my head just thinking about it. They always have something to say to my baby, trying to get under his skin.

I have to say though, I'm proud of how well Yatta keeps his cool and doesn't flip out on them when they talk shit. He told me that he has too much respect for me and my family, so he wouldn't want to go off on them. If it was anybody else though, I know it wouldn't have been good.

She nodded. "Yeah, exactly."

"But, even if they don't like it, they can't do shit about it. We're grown, and we can make our own decisions." I responded and she agreed.

We began focusing on our food for a little while before I spoke up again.

"I'm kinda scared though." I started thinking about the whole situation again.

"Of having the baby?" Jas spoke after she swallowed her food.

I nodded." I mean, I'm still in school and-"

"Girl that don't matter! You know me, my mama and Yatta got yo back. You need anything we'll be right there for you, forreal."

I sighed. "You're right. I just always thought I would be married and out of school before I had a baby."

"Y'all gon getta married anyway. Aint no biggie, right?"

"Yeah, I need to stop trippin."

"Mhm. Plus, I ain't never seen my cousin this happy until you came along, Mamé. I know you mean the world to him. So, thank you."

I smiled hella hard. "Aw! Girl you know it ain't no thang. I really do love him, I love my baby so much."

We continued our conversation and ate before we headed out to get our nails done.
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Yatta's POV

"Nigga, stop cheesing and start talking. What you wanna tell us?" Tiggz asked, once I stopped the music.

"Ima just get straight to it." I started and the whole gang had their eyes on me. "Mamé's pregn-"

"Oo shit!" They all spoke in unison after gasping like a group of bitches.

"Congrats, big bro." Sheik dapped me up and I nodded.

"Preciate it."

"Forreal tho, congrats lil cuz." KE spoke and the rest of them congratulated me.

"Preciate it, forreal." I dapped them all up.

"Fuck is this on yo finger, nigga? Yo ass got married and ain't tell us?" Tiggz peeped my promise ring. I scrunched my face up and moved from him.

"You getting too close to me, nigga. Making me unbomfortable." I mugged him and he waved me off. "But nah, this a promise ring. My shorty got one too."

"Aww shit, my young nigga really in love." KE replied and I smirked.

"Who else know?" Milli asked.

"Prolly Jas, by now. Mamé said she was gon tell my auntie too. I just went by the pen to tell my pops. We going down to LA this weekend to tell her peoples." I spoke and they nodded.

"That's wassup, blood. Welcome to fatherhood, lil nigga." Keezy responded.

"Nah foreal tho, you came a long way."

"On God, but who finna be the Godfather?" Tiggz happy ass asked.

"Me, of course." KE responded in a duh tone.

I chuckled. "Nah, Ima let Mamé decide allat. But, it's gon be someone we both know."

"Naw, dawg! She gon choose Milli." Tiggz smacked his lips.

"You heard the man, he letting Mamé pick." Milli's happy ass spoke and I laughed again.

"Y'all niggas goofy as hell." Sheik shook his head. I been keeping an eye on lil bro ever since he was talking that shit at the funeral. I be with him most of the time, but that little time I'm not with dude, could be a lot of time for him to do some crazy shit.

"Let's get back to this music shit." I spoke, walking back to the soundboard.

"Fashoo, I got this hot beat I'm tryna put you on." Milli responded.

"Let me hear that shit, bro."
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"Y'all can get off my head now! I'm better than all of you, just get over it." Mamé spoke as we walked into her people's crib.

"Nah sis, you're really ass." Rashad laughed at her and she mugged him.

"Ain't nobody better at bowling than me though, let's just get that straight." Her pops spoke and I shook my head.

"Nah mayne, you gon have to take that L this time. You know I had them strikes on deck." I replied.

He shook his head. "I'll let you have your moment, but did you see me on that skatin rink? You saw me right, baby?" He asked Mamé's mama and she waved him off.

"Did you guys see me on that rink? Can't nobody get down like me, let's get that straight." She responded.

"Mamé prolly depressed since she couldn't even hit one pin. She ain't wanna get on the rink either because she knew she would bust her ass too." Rashad looked over at Mamé.

"I feel attacked." She responded as she put her hand over her chest.

I chuckled. "Shorty was struggling to pick up that ball."

"It was heavier than it looked!" She rolled her eyes and waved us off.

"When y'all get back here?" Amare came out from one of the rooms.

"We just got back, but come here because I gotta tell y'all something." Mamé spoke. Amare nodded and banged on another door.

"Damn nigga, what you want?" Nasir swung the door open and Amare motioned over to us. They both sat on the couch and mugged me. I shook my head and chuckled.

"Well, we have something to tell y'all." Mamé grabbed my hand and I could tell she was nervous. I pulled her closer to me and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. Her mama eyed us, waiting for someone to speak up.

"We're pregnant!" Mamé spoke after taking a deep breath.

Her mama quickly gasped. "Awwww, my baby! Come here." She pulled me and Mamé into a hug. "I'm gon be a grandma!"

"Thanks, ma." We both replied with our smiles wide as shit.

"Come here, princess." Her pops pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead. He then dapped me up and patted my back. "Congratulations, son."

"Thank you, I appreciate it." I responded and Mamé smiled.

"My nephew gon be fly as hell, on me!" Rashad hugged Mamé and she mugged him.

"How you know it's gon be a boy?"

He waved her off and dapped me up. "I just know."

"I feel like it's gon be a girl." She spoke as she looked down at her stomach. She wasn't showing like crazy, but it was cool to know I actually had a mini me up in there.

"How far along are you?" Her mom asked as she looked down at her stomach.

"2 months, exactly." I answered since I was hella excited.

"What? You're not showing at all." Her mama spoke as she rubbed Mamé's belly. Mamé's goofy ass giggled and moved away since she's hella ticklish.

"Aw, my granddaughter is going to be the cutest!" Her mama spoke with a smile and her dad shook his head.

"Our grandson, you mean." He responded and she eyed him.

"Mayne, even if it's a baby girl, she gon be fly as hell." Rashad rubbed his hands together like birdman.

"You guys don't have anything to say to your sister?" Her mama asked Amare and Nasir. I forgot they were even here since they were hella quiet and distant.

They both sat back on the couch and shook their heads. "Fuck that, I ain't got shit to say to her-"

"Watch your mouth." Their mama warned Nasir and he smacked his lips.

"Nah! She went and got pregnant by this fool. He gon leave yo ass high and dry one day, I know it-"

"Why are y'all so salty? Y'all can't ever be happy for me!" Mamé shook her head.

"It's not even bout you, I never liked his ass to begin with." Amare stood up.

"Chill out." Their pops warned them but Nasir shook his head again.

"Nah! And he be thinking he hard too, I can't wait till he fuck up!" Nasir spoke and I shook my head, not wanting to argue.

"Calm down, brah-"

"Nah! He get on my fuckin nerves." Nasir cut off Rashad.

"Yall really buggin right now." Rashad spoke.

"Mayne shut the fuck up, ain't nobody talking to yo ass-"

"Nah you shut the fuck up, fo' I really fuck you up." Rashad stood back up but their pops got right in between him and Amare.

"Both y'all sit the fuck down, I'm not fuckin playin." I could tell he was pissed off as he sized both of them up.

"Fuck this, I'm gone. Y'all fucked up the vibe and allat." Rashad pushed past them and into his room.

"Y'all trippin for no reason." Mamé walked past them and followed Rashad.

Amare mugged the hell outta me but I sat quietly, not wanting to be disrespectful in their home. Even though they were getting on my nerves, I wasn't gon let them get under my skin.

"Mayne, get this nigga outta hea' for I really turn up-"

"Shut up." Their pops cut off Amare and I smirked.

"You ready to go?" Mamé asked me once she came back into the living room. I nodded and she turned to her parents to give them hugs.

"Can you come down next weekend?" Her mother asked as they hugged one another.

She looked up at me and I nodded. "Yeah, of course."

Her mama smiled. "Alright, call me when y'all make it back to the hotel."

"We will." She replied as she hugged her dad.

"Y'all gon keep me updated with my grandson, right?" Her pops asked as I dapped him up.

I nodded. "We got you."

"Mhm, so want pictures at least every week. Tell me about doctors appointments and everything about my granddaughter!" Her mama added and I nodded.

"I'm so excited!" Mamé smiled and I did the same.

"Me too, shorty."

"I'll see y'all later, I love y'all." Mamé spoke to her brothers and they waved her off.
"Whatever, love you too." Amare spoke.

"Get the fuck on-"

"I'll beat the shit outchu, talking to yo sister like that. You crazy?" Her pops spoke to Nasir and he smacked his lips.

I shook my head at them, ready to leave already because they were getting on my nerves, talking all crazy.

"You got a issue?" Amare asked as he sized me up.

"I'm not even tryna go there wit you." I shook my head and waved him off.

"Cuz you a bitch ass nigga, on my hood I'll really beat yo ass!" He got closer to me.

"Chill out!" Mamé mugged him and he did the same.

"Watch out, fo' I beat yo ass too-"

"On my dead brother, I'll really fuck you up." I got closer to him. He ain't beating on shit.

"Wassup then, nigga?" Nasir stood up and tried to get in my face too.

"Stop allat." Their pops got in between us.

"Nah, fuck that." Nasir moved from him and swung at me. I dodged his punch and Amare socked me in my jaw. Mamé pushed Nasir back when he tried to hit me too. I got one good lick at Amare before I was pulled away and into the kitchen by their pops and Rashad, who came out of nowhere.

I snatched away from them and started pacing. I was pissed off that these fools was talking reckless to me, but I was even more mad that I really let them get under my skin. I wasn't tryna fight them niggas, but they had me all the way fucked up with how they were coming at my girl this whole time.

"You good, bro?" Rashad asked and I nodded.

"I'm straight." I shortly replied.

"Let me talk to Yatta right quick, Shad." His pops spoke and Rashad nodded, leaving us alone.

"You good?" He asked me and I nodded again.

"I'm cool." I replied as I sat down in a seat.

He nodded and I sighed. "My fault-"

"Don't worry bout it, them lil niggas had it coming." He cut me off. I slowly nodded and he continued to speak.

"Shit, I got in a couple fights with my wife's people back in the day." He started and my brows shot up.

"Word?"

"Yeah, I got my ass handed right to me, but yeah." He chuckled and I joined in.

"But, my wife likes you, Rashad likes you. Shit, you ight to me." He shrugged and I chuckled again.

"I can tell my daughter really loves you, you love her too?"

I quickly nodded my head. "Hell yeah, of course."

He nodded. "That's wassup. Just keep my daughter and grandson happy and taken care of. Don't worry bout them, son."

I dapped him up. "I got you."

"You okay, baby?" Mamé asked me once we walked back into the living room.

I nodded once I realized Amare and Nasir weren't in the room anymore. "Yeah, you ready to go?"

She nodded as she held onto me. We said our goodbyes to her mama, pops and Rashad, before we headed out and back to the hotel.
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