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majesty sa'nyi royale

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Majesty stood up from the church pew, adjusting the shades that covered her red eyes. Carson held onto her hand, "Do you want to see her one more time before they close the casket?"

Majesty sniffed and shook her head, "No, I can't." She whispered as Deja took her other hand. Carson nodded understandingly before they turned and left the sanctuary, walking to the church parking lot where a few moments later the rest of the group joined them. They all stood in silence as people came up to Majesty to give their condolences. After the third person, Majesty started to break down into tears again.

Without hesitating Urban stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, she took a step closer and hugged him back as she cried quietly onto his shoulder. Jack watched them for a second before looking around, "Let's get her out of here." He rested a hand on Carson's shoulder.

"I'll pull the car around," Lucci offered, taking the keys from Carson. "I'll go with him." Ace said before walking away with Lucci.

As they waited for Lucci to get the car Urban helped Majesty wipe her face and she accepted the help, she was in no position to fight with him. A few minutes later the SUV was pulled around and they all got in silently. The repass was going to be at Deja's house since she was the only one in the group that had an actual yard, everyone else had apartments. It was pretty sunny outside so Carson ordered large tents along with enough tables and chairs for all the guests.

When they got to the house, the taco man that Carson hired was there. Deja opened up the back yard and let him in to set up before walking over to Majesty, "Come inside for a glass of water." She took her hand and lead her through the back door into the house.

Urban and Jack were helping set up one of the tables, "Have you two talked yet?" Jack asked, nodding towards Majesty who was going inside with Deja.

He shook his head as he unfolded the legs of the table and set it down carefully, "Nah. I'm just giving her space to grieve." He mumbled. Jack looked at him, "You know I'm sure if you just told her about your dad she would understand -."

He was cut off by Urban shaking his head, "It's fine." He grabbed a chair and set it down before grabbing another. "It's really not that big of a deal."

"Just explain that her being a drunk brought up bad memories and if she was willing to get help, things could be okay for you guys." Jack suggested , he just wanted his friends to be happy again and he saw how much joy and comfort they brought to each other. It was weird to see that they couldn't even be in the same room.

Nobody but Jack knew about Urban's dad being an alcoholic, he had hid it pretty well, it was one of the reasons nobody had ever been to his house and Jack's house was the hangout spot whenever they went back to Louisville. "I'm not blaming a bad childhood on ruining my adult relationship." He finally said to Jack. "It's cool. I'm okay with it being over," And with that he walked away.

Jack finished setting up the chairs himself before taking off his suit jacket. Everyone was wearing white. When Carson planned the funeral she made it a point that no one was to wear black, anyone who wore black was not allowed into the service. She refused to have dark energy around Majesty at the moment. As Jack draped his jacket over a chair Carson walked over to stand in front of him, "What's up?" He asked, rolling up his sleeves.

"You look so fine right now," She complimented while reaching forward to help him roll up his other sleeve. Jack smiled and he couldn't help the blush that rose to his cheeks from her words. "You ain't got nothin' to say?" She teased, he always had something to say.

"Thanks?" He laughed, looking away and dropping his hand so Carson could button the sleeve for him. "You're welcome." She was wearing shoes so she had to stand on her toes to kiss him, he held her face as he kissed her back.

When she stepped back she playfully pushed him away, "Get away from me."

"You came up to me," He smiled, walking away to set up the last table. "I only came over here because you were looking like that. Stop being a whore."

"At first I was being attractive, now I'm being a whore?" He asked, shaking his head at her. "The tables turn so fast."

"Shut up, whore." She waved her hand at him.

Eventually Majesty's family started to come and fill up the backyard. At the gate, Majesty's aunt was handing out shirts and hoodies with Renae's picture and 'sunrise/sunset' dates on them. Ace got a hoodie and he put it on as he walked over the group, "This is hard as hell." He looked down at the picture that was now on his chest.

"Yo' momma was fine, Majesty." Quiiso looked at his own shirt. Majesty scrunched her face up, "Every time you open your mouth I cringe." She mumbled before taking a sip from the cup she was holding.

"I mean...he's not wrong." Druski laughed, leaning over to refill Majesty's cup, she was happy to hold it out to make it easier for him.

"I know he's not." She watched the liquor fill her cup, when he pulled the bottle away she pulled her cup back to her. "Where do you think I got my looks from? Jesus?"

"It's a possibility," Ace said. "He blessed me with great looks, I don't think he would just limit to helping to one person."

Urban looked at him through squinted eyes, "Bro, shut up." Jack snorted before getting up and walking over to the taco man.

"Taco or quesadilla?" The man asked as Jack pulled a few dollars from his pocket for the tip jar. "Three asada tacos, please." Jack ordered, knowing Majesty hadn't eaten all day and she would be throwing up soon if she kept drinking on an empty stomach. "Oh and also two chicken tacos." He added, remembering that Urban had yet to eat also.

A minute or so later he was handed two plates, after putting hot sauce, cheese, cilantro, and salsa on each taco be brought them back to the table. Urban took his with a thanks while Majesty just looked at the plate, "Who does this belong to?"

"You need to eat," He offered the plate again, "At least eat one, they're small."

She set her cup down and took the plate, "Okay." Everyone watched as she ate, Carson and Deja had been trying to get her to eat since this morning and she refused. It took ten words for Jack to convince her to put the drink down and put something on her stomach, Deja was a bit offended.

Right before he sat down Deja spoke, "Wait. Can you get me food too, please?"

He ran his hands over his pants, he wanted to say no but he caught a glimpse of her stomach and his mouth wouldn't allow him to form the word. "Tacos?" He asked prompting her to nod. "Wait bae, me too." Carson spoke. "But I want a chicken quesadilla."

Druski snapped, "Man, get me one of those quesadillas too. Let me see what the hype is about."

"Nigga, get yo' own food." Shloob pushed him making Druski get up. "And get me two tacos while your at it." He laughed.

•••

Exactly a week later they were in Deja's backyard again for the baby shower. "Jack move her throne a little to the right." Majesty told him right before Deja sat down in it.

"Why I gotta move it? You got arms." He complained but he started to move it a few inches over anyway. "I can't wait until you give birth, I'm tired of being nice." He mumbled while walking away.

Deja smiled and sat down in her throne, she was pretty happy. The party was in full swing, everyone all over the yard.

Deja was wearing a white bodycon jumpsuit paired with a sleeveless puffer jacket and white Alexander McQueen shoes. Her hair was in a slicked back ponytail with a swoop with gems going down the side part.

Carson gifted her a diamond encrusted tiara to wear and Majesty bought her a sash that said, "Mommy to Be" with one navy blue flower painted at the top and one light pink flower painted at the bottom.

Everyone else was either wearing blue, pink, or yellow. Yellow to declare they didn't know what the gender was.

Deja kicked her legs as she sat in her throne, "Majesty! Get me a cupcake please."

Majesty did a few spins before her eyes landed on the dessert table, "Yep. Be right back." She walked to the table and grabbed a mini plate, her and someone else reached for the cupcake tower at the same time causing her to pull her hand away. "I'm sorry." She apologized.

"No, it's okay." The girl had a thick British accent, she grabbed her cupcake and walked away. Majesty watched her sit at a table with two older people and one younger boy, they all shared resemblance to each other and from the looks of it, they were Cee's family. Majesty took the cupcake back over to Deja, "You invited his family?"

Deja looked over at them and then back at Majesty, "Yeah. I had Carson send invites to them. I didn't feel right excluding them."

"Does that mean he's coming too?" She asked, Deja just took a bite from her cupcake and looked away. "Okay, I'm going to need a drink." She huffed while walking into the house.

Just as she walked in the house, Cee came through the gate with his friends, each of them holding gifts. After setting his gift on the table he walked over to Deja, "Hey." He smiled as she stood up to hug him. They had just seen each other yesterday because Deja had a doctors appointment. "You doing okay?" He asked, pulling away from the hug and resting his hand on her bump, he was wearing blue.

"Yeah," She spoke quietly, looking up at him. "I'm all good. Why wouldn't I be?" She sat back down. Cee shook his head, "I'm just asking. I'll be back, let me go talk to my mom."

Carson walked out of the house, making her way over to Deja. She was wearing a white crop top with baby blue leather pants that were flared at the bottom along with matching blue low dunks. She had just installed a wig sent to her, it was a bob with fringe bangs. She stood in front of Deja, "Girl get up. We bout to fight."

"You just want a reason to swing that bob," Deja stood up and put her hands on her hips. "What's your name? B.o.B? So, they calling you Bob? Headass." She laughed.

Carson crossed her arms, "I like my bob." She reached up and touched her hair. Deja laughed again, "I like it too. It's chic."

"Chic?" Carson deadpanned. "I'm taking this shit off."

Majesty came back, now holding her drink, "Not the ba-yang." She sang, making Deja laugh even harder. Carson touched her bangs before turning and walking away, "I hate the both of you guys."

Jack was sitting at a table painting onesies with the guys when he saw Carson about to walk past him, he reached out and pulled her over. "Look at my painting." He said proudly, pulling Carson onto his lap. "It's the baby."

Carson looked at it and just moved her lips into the thin line, "It's horrible. Why is the baby your skin color?"

"I mixed Cee's color with Deja's and this is how it came out," He shrugged as she adjusted herself to be comfortable on his legs. Jack had on a pale pink hoodie with white jeans paired with pink low dunks that Carson had bought him to match hers, he was team girl.

"Their kids won't be that light." She grabbed his paint brush and dipped it in brown, painting over the baby's face with the darker brown color. "Isn't that black face?" Jack asked.

Carson dropped the paint brush, "Never mind." She grabbed the cookie he had half eaten and she took a bite of it. "When are we going to start having kids?" She asked, leaning against him.

Nemo glanced up when she asked that, "You really want to have kids with Jack?"

"Damn, what's wrong with having kids with me?" Jack asked defensively, taking his cookie back from Carson.

"Don't listen to him," She waved her hand at him. "I'm being so serious. I want to have a baby before we both get old and wrinkly, like Nemo."

Nemo just continued to paint his onesie, "Fuck you, Carson." He said making the table laugh.

Jack finished his cookie, "We can talk about it later." He went back to painting. Carson pulled on his hoodie strings, "You're just going to dodge the conversation later too."

"No I won't." He blew on the wet paint he accidentally gotten on his hand. "Promise. We can talk about baby making and practice baby making later." He kissed her temple, that kiss had dismissed the conversation.

He didn't think he would admit it to Carson or to anyone else but their future had crossed his mind a few times and it always scared him to think about having children with Carson. He didn't know if he would be able handle another lost baby, the first one hit him harder than he ever let on.

Carson nodded slowly and stood up, "Then we'll talk about it later."

When she walked away Urban whistled, "Still want those 8 girls?"

"No, I don't think so." He mumbled, not even looking up at he mixed random paint together. He set his paint brush down and stood up, walking away from the table so he could stretch his legs. He walked towards the gate just as Tyler and Katya came through, Katya holding their baby.

"What's up, man?" Tyler greeted Jack, dapping him up. "Hey," Jack smiled when he saw the baby. "Can I hold her?"

Katya nodded, glad to have her out of her hands since she had a gift in her hand, "Please do." She stepped closer to Jack and handed the baby to him. "Thanks, Jack." She smiled before turning to put the gift down and going to go say hi to Deja.

"I didn't think you guys were coming," Jack said as he adjusted the baby in his arms, smiling down at her as she smiled up at him too. She didn't have any teeth, but it was a smile nonetheless.

"I had a game versus the Hawks last night so we were already in town," Tyler shrugged as they both walked over to the table to get him a drink.

"You guys win?" Jack looked around the yard as he was still rocking the baby gently in his arms. Tyler filled his plastic cup with alcohol, and shook his head, "Nah, but it's cool. The refs was cheating for them anyway." He shrugged, glancing down at his shoes. He was wearing blue, he was team boy because he knew he wanted his next kid to be a boy.

"I'm sure they were," Jack mumbled before looking down at the baby. Tyler looked back at him and he noticed how infatuated Jack was with his daughter , "You and Carson ever think about having one?"

He shook his head, "Nope." He kept his answer short, not really wanting to talk about it any further.

"Well alright," He brought his cup to his lips and took a sip. He looked toward the gate and confusion overcame his features as a really huge guy rolled in a shopping cart full of gifts. "What the-..." It all made sense when Drake followed.

He had Adonis in his arms as his security guy took the cart full of gifts over to the table and just left it there. The girl that was with Drake was what caught most peoples attention. She had a huge ass. Humongous. Gigantic. "You think its real?" Tyler asked Jack quietly who just nodded.

"1000%." He laughed before looking away, not wanting to be caught looking.

"Hey, man." Drake walked over to Jack. Jack used his free hand to dap him up, "What's up?" He accidentally looked away and he saw the girl walking across the yard, her butt moving like water with every step. Drake dapped up Tyler too and he said something but neither of the guys heard, he moved on to greet someone else and when Drake walked past him Jack averted his gaze once again, this time looking for Carson.

Carson and Jack were walking over to each other at the same time, "Did you see her?" Carson whispered. Jack nodded quickly, "Can I touch it?"

"Don't be stupid." She hit his shoulder but just like him she couldn't look away. "Damn, I'm jealous. Who is she?"

"Someone Drake brought," He shrugged as the baby started to move in his arms. He looked at her, bouncing her gently, "What's wrong?" He asked quietly, not expecting an answer of course but it was always nice to ask. He didn't want to deal with a crying baby so he took her back to Katya.

"Kat, your kid wants you." He interrupted her conversation with Deja to hand the baby to her. She took the baby, "Thanks for watching her. She's probably just hungry."

The yard started to become packed with people, Carson had invited far too many people but she hadn't expected everyone to show up especially the super famous ones like Drake or Lil Baby. She was inviting in hopes of getting a few extra gifts sent to Deja, it had clearly gotten out of control though. It also didn't help that both Cee and Deja had pretty large extended families.

Carson was walking into the house for another bag of ice when Zaza ran over to her, "Carson!" She grabbed her hand. "You have to meet my little sister." She insisted. Carson looked around, "Where is she?"

"In the jumper at the front of the house. Come on, I'll take you out to her." She pulled her back outside and around the house. "Simone!" She called once they were in front of the jumper. Simone was only 4 years old was in the jumper holding a conversation with Cee's younger cousins who were about 14 years old.

"Za." Simone talked to her sister through the nets. "Come here. These girls talk so funny."

Zaza held onto Carson's hand, "Come on Carson. You can talk with us."

"Uh, alright." She kicked off her shoes and crawled into the bounce house with the girls. "Hey everyone." She huffed as she sat down, moving her hair out of her eyes.

Simone bounced down in front of Carson and crossed her legs, "You're really pretty." She told her. Carson smiled, "Thank you. You're really pretty too."

"Are you the one having the baby?" She then asked Carson.

Zaza sighed heavily as if they had already talked about this, "Simmy, it's the fat one in the big chair having the baby. Not Carson, she's too skinny."

Carson gasped before laughing, "She's not fat. She just has a big stomach, guys."

One of Cee's cousins laughed, "I dunno. I see a little..." She tapped the bottom of her chin, making the other girls laughed.

"Unt uh, y'all big enough to fight me. Don't do my friend." Carson looked at them, they went quiet almost immediately afterward. "We was just joking, sorry." One of them finally said.

"That was a dumb joke anyway," Another one of them mumbled while looking at her sister. "Why are you looking at me? I didn't say it."

•••

The gender reveal would be in a little less than an hour so of course all the guys were putting money down on it.

"Alright, I got 20 on it being a boy." Nemo tossed his twenty dollar bill to the center of the table.

Jack set fifty dollars down, "Fifty on it being a girl. Deja is not capable of raising a mini Cee, God wouldn't do that to her."

Shloob shook his head, "God gives his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers or however that scripture goes. I got it being a boy."

They all went around putting money down along with their reasoning. Drake went last, "Ten bands on