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After 5 hours of watching reruns of On My Block on Netflix, about 9 hours of watching Zoe's vlogs on Youtube, and reading all you guys beautiful, heart filled messages and comments telling me how much you love this book and to not end it, and how I give you guys hope, I've come to the conclusion that I'm not going to end it and I'm going to continue to do everything I planned out for this book, the upcoming sequel, and whatever comes after that.

I also came to the conclusion that THIS IS MY MOTHAFUCKIN BOOK AND AS MY MAMA WOULD SAY, "IF YOU DON'T LIKE HOW IM RUNNING SHIT OVER HERE, THEN GO GET YOUR FUCKING OWN AND YOU CAN RUN IT HOWEVER YOU WANT OVER THERE!"

If you don't like how I'm always talking about Jd and Steph, then do what I do when I don't like a book on Wattpad: EXIT OUT OF IT. There can't just be two main characters; that shit'll get boring.

There's no need at all for any shady comments about what I'm doing over here. Being a writer is not easy, and if you don't believe me then try it.

I'm just going to start muting folks. 🖕🏾

I love and appreciate all of you guys dearly. I really do... I promise, you're all greatly appreciated. Thank you for all of your love and support. ❤️

Now, I hope you all enjoy this chapter that I wrote for you guys. 🤞🏾

Christmas Day...

Angel

I opened my eyes to a dark room.

I felt around the cold bed for David only to of course find out that he was gone. He was no longer cuddling with me, kissing me and my neck, or roaming his hands all over my body.

That was the best sleep I've had in a while. Usually, it would consist of me tossing and turning and waking up all throughout the night. It was the most comfortable I've ever been.

I sighed feeling sadness takeover...

I felt around more and felt the small body of a sleeping Kairi next to me. I scooted closer to her and kissed her face.

When I tried to turn over, my foot kicked something and it hit the floor. I scrunched my face up and sat up.

The door opened and the lights turned on. I gasped looking at all the boxes of designers sprawled all over the bed.

I looked up and saw Dave closing the door. "Hey, Merry Christmas!" He said smiling from ear to ear; he picked up the box that fell on the floor.

I got out of bed and jumped in his arms. He caught me and chuckled as he swayed back and forth.

"Thank you..." I whispered into his neck. "You're welcome Mama. You deserve it all." He said back to me.

I got down off of him and he kissed my cheek. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed my robe; slipping it on. I ran back out and saw him sitting on the bed.

"Are all of these mine?" I asked excitedly.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah you and Kai's. This is all I could really bring; the rest of them are back home."

My eyes grew wide. "The rest of them?" He nodded his head. I slightly smiled. "Um.. Gosh I don't know where to start first..." I said as I gazed over all the presents.

"Start with this one." He handed me a Gucci shoe box. I gasped, "David you didn't..."

"I did though..." He smiled and I began to take the lid off. "You didn't..." My voice cracked. "Yes I did."

I opened the box and reached inside the duster bag. "YOU DIDNT!" I yelled and pulled out the caged, hot pink Gucci Ursula heel.

"AHHHHHH!" I screamed excitedly to the top of my lungs and jumped on him again.

I pulled away from him and took both shoes out the box. I sat down on the floor. "Oh my gosh I've been dying to get these shoes..." I said as I put them on my feet.

I held both of my feet up to him and he bucked them up. I got up and ran to the full length mirror that was hanging on the door.

I looked at myself in them and stepped around.

"And guess what they match with?" He stood up with his hands behind his back, smirking. I turned around with my eyes wide. "What they match with?"

He pulled out the small, hot pink Louis Vuitton Monogram Alma MM bag that I'd been absolutely begging him for.

I jumped up and screamed again. I snatched the bag from him put it on my shoulder, looking into the mirror.

"This is the best Christmas EVER!" I yelled with my eyes closed. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back over to the bed.

"And look, there's more you still have left to go." He said grinning.

I smiled from ear to ear as I opened up shoes, bags, and clothes of all of my favorite designers and things I either couldn't get my hands on or couldn't afford at the time.

My tears came out of my eyes. "I can't believe you did all of this for me.."

"And that's not it..." He said to me. I sat down on the bed beside him. "What do you mean 'That's not it?'"

He pulled out his phone and put it up to my face. I hesitantly took it.

Your 'Life Angels' Website will be launching in 2 weeks!

I furrowed my eyebrows, genuinely confused. "David what's this?"

"That's your website!" He said as he pointed to the phone. "My website?! But David I don't have anything together! I'm not ready! I don't have the clothes in ever size made, or the logo p-" He held his finger up to my lips, making me be quiet.

"Angel Angel me and mama already took care of all that.. The only thing you have to do is put your finishing touches on the website. Stephanie modeled the clothes on the site. And when we get back, you need to go see the photographer so you can get some shots of yourself in it. I already set you up a date for your launch party at The Blue Carpet. Everything is paid for."

I was blown away.... "David, I-I... I don't know what to say..." I was absolutely shocked. "Nobody's ever done this for me..."

He grabbed my hands and looked right in my eyes. "Just promise me that you won't give up on this... I know you're scared and I know that it's going to take a lot of work and I know you're going to stress. Me, Mama, and Stephanie will help you in every way possible that we can. Just please don't give up. And if you feel like you are, then just come talk to me first... Okay?"

I slight nodded my head and burst into tears. He pulled me into his embrace. "Thank you David... Thank you.." I whispered into his chest. "I don't know how I could ever repay you."

"Girl its a gift! You don't have to repay me. Buttttttt you could do something just to say thank you..." I quickly wiped my eyes and let him go. I side eyed him. "What?"

He looked around. "You couldddd give me a kiss.. A small one.. On the lips..."

I rolled my eyes and sighed, "Just one kiss?"

"Just one." He held one finger up. "Mmmmm... Alright..." I mumbled hesitantly.

"Ha! Yes!" He cheesed and grabbed my face, moving closer to me. He placed a soft, sweet peck on my lip.

"Mm..." He moaned as he stared at them. He went in for another, and another, and ANOTHER.

"David stop it! You said one." I tried to pull away from him. "Okay okay! One more one more..." He whispered and pecked my lips again.

"MMM MM! That's all I needed..." He pulled away from me and smiled. I got up excitedly and went to my bags.

"Mmkayyyy, I got your gifts right here." I held up a huge Gucci bag filled with clothes. "I know how much you love Gucci so I brought you some stuff from there at the mall yesterday. I didn't know exactly what to get you. I hope it's okay..." I said as I frowned.

He ran up to me and snatched the bag out my hand. I mugged him as he moved all of my gifts off the bed and dumped all his shit on it.

"Hey nigga! Watch my bag.." I mumbled picking up my Chanel purse and brushing it off with my hand.

"Yo! This shit is fire!" He screamed like a little kid. I chuckled as I watched his every move as he picked up each item and smiled, talking about what he was going to pair what with what.

His smile faded and his eyes grew wide. "What? What's wrong?" I asked frantically.

He picked up the brown Gucci jacket that was laying across the bed. "B THEM NIGGAS AINT GOT SHIT ON ME NOW! IMA BE THE FLYEST NIGGA IN THE HOOD!" He yelled and put the jacket on.

He examined himself in the mirror and might I add, he was looking real good... I instantly got wet looking at how good the colors of the jacket went with his golden undertone.

"Hell nah ain't nobody got this joint. I'ma shit on them niggas with this one..." He said as he pulled the sleeves up.

I walked over to my suitcase and pulled out the small red box. "And that's not all.." He walked over to me and slowly took it out my hands.

Opening it, he revealed a diamond chain with a circular pendant hanging off of it. On the pendant was a picture that Stephanie took of me and him holding Kairi when she was first born.

[S/N: Y'all know these chains he be wearing all the time? Well yeah, just imagine their picture on there 😭]

"And I hope you like it... Because that shit wasn't cheap..." I shook my head. "Like it? I love it! It got me, you, AND my Little Butt on here?" He picked me up and I screamed as he spun me around.

"You the best baby mama in the world Yo... I'm so convinced that I got the best one. Can't nobody tell me other wise. I love you..." He placed his soft lips on mine.

"I love you too..." I whispered, gazing into his small, beautiful brown eyes.

He put me down and pulled out his phone.

Walking over to the bed, he began to record all the stuff he brought me. "Yeah nigga, take care of yo baby moms. Mine don't want for nothing. At all. You shittin me?" He held up the the light pink Gucci bag.

"You-you niggas can't even give your baby moms $20 to go buy some fucking diapers! Show em the shoes babygirl." He walked up to me and put the camera on my feet. I held my foot up and smiled.

"Show them shoes off Mama! Show them them shoes.. Ooooooo!" We both laughed. He put the camera on my LV purse. "With the matching Louis bag! Nigga stop cappin! Take care of yo baby moms! She gave you a whole child and raising it! The LEAST you can do is take care of her and your baby."

I pushed him laughing, thank God for this great man he sent me.

Steph

I woke up and giggled as Jaceyon placed kisses all over my face. "Wake up baby, it's Christmas.." He said and held on to my waist.

"Okay okay! I'm up, I'm up." I said in between my yawn.

"Babe, you know you were really drunk last night..." He smiled at me and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"I was?" He nodded his head. "Yes. You were." He smirked and I began to feel uncomfortable.

"Oh God... What did I do?" I rolled my eyes, thinking about how freaky I get whenever I'm drunk. I mean, I'm freaky already but when I'm drunk, the things that I'd never do in my sober mind I would do with no hesitation.

"You came in here and you ripped my shirt off my body. And I was like 'Yo Steph chill! Come on let's lay down and go to sleep.' And you was like 'No!' You tried to suck my nipples and everything... I pushed you off me, but you wouldn't stop. You snatched my boxers down and started sucking my dick." I put my hands on my face.

"And when I say sucking it? You was sucking it. Hard. Like deep throating it and all. You was choking and gagging so much that I started to get scared and I tried to stop you because I thought you was about to die! Then I would have to explain to everyone how the love of my life died when she choked while sucking my dick." He said quickly.

"So then I was like 'Stop Stephanie before you throw up!' And you was like 'Let me..' And I was like 'No! The fuck is wrong witchu yo?!'"

"Then you took the cup off the dresser that I was drinking my damn juice in, and you put my dick in the juice and started sucking it!"

I shook my head. "Jd, I did not do all that."

"Yes the fuck you did." "No I didn't. I argued getting out the bed. "Where you going baby?" He frowned.

"Going to brush my teeth." I said walking into the bathroom. After I was done, I wiped my lips off with my towel.

When I came out, I squealed looking at all the boxes laid out on the bed.

"BABY IS ALL THIS FOR ME?" I asked with my hand on my chest.

"Yes baby it is."

"Ah-" I stopped and gasped instantly looking at the red, caged, Ursula Gucci heel and the red Louis Vuitton Monogram Alma MM bag that I've been begging him for since last month.

"AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as jumped in his arms. "THANK YOU GOD FOR LETTING KELIS STAY A STUPID BITCH! OOH THATS ONE DUMB HOE!" He laughed as I praised God with my eyes closed.

I got down and snatched the shoes out the box. I hurriedly put them on my feet. Grabbing my purse, I threw it across my shoulder.

I sashayed across the room. He pulled out his phone and recorded me. "Ooooo do it then Mama.. You looking good in them red shoessss girl." He hyped me up.

I stopped and turned to him. "I know; My Daddy brought them." I said all proper as I rolled my eyes.

"OOP!" He said and we both laughed.

He put his phone down and I went to my bags and picked up his gifts. "Okay now it's your turn!" I said as I threw bags of clothes at him.

He dug through the bags smiling. "Even thought you ain't need anymore clothes! I got you a bunch of matching sets because I know you love those, and I got you some Champion shit, and I got you some Gucci stuff. It's a whole bunch of shit in them bags. Oh and I got you these!" I pulled out a Christian Louboutin box and threw it at him.

He caught it and opened the box. Taking the shoe out it's duster bag, he went crazy.

"YO BABE! WHERE'D YOU FIND THESE?! IVE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR THESE!"

I smirked and shrugged, "I mayyyyy have brought the last pair on the website..."

He licked his lips and held his hands out. "Come here Mama..." I walked slowly over to him and sat down in his lap.

I giggled as he pecked my lips and rubbed my thighs.

"That's wasn't all of your gift though baby..." He dug into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled out a brown box. He opened it and gasped at the beautiful heart necklace that gleamed perfectly against the light.

"My father brought this necklace for my mom on their one year anniversary. She wore it everyday. Even after they got a divorce, she still wore it. There's not a day I don't think I've seen her without this necklace on. One day, my mom got really really sick and she had to be rushed to the hospital. Since my mother had breast cancer, she would always have days where she wouldn't feel to good but she always pushed through it you know? But it was something about that particular day that felt... Different... It was something about the air that felt different. I just couldn't put my finger on it. I was sitting at the hospital in her room with her and she took the necklace off her neck and put it in my hand." His voice cracked.

"She said 'Jaceyon, when you find your soulmate, I want you to give this to her. And if you have a daughter, pass it down to her. But if you don't have a daughter, then give it to your son and have him pass it to his soulmate. And so on so on.' My mama ended up dying later that night... I held her while she died.. She told me to give this to my soulmate when I found her. I chose you." By then, I was in tears. I can't believe he wants me to have his moms necklace... "Turn around baby..." He whispered to me.

I turned around and held my hair up. He reached around me and hooked the necklace on my neck.

Sniffing, I let my hair fall and touched the necklace. "Thank you so baby... I promise I'll never take it. Ever.." I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed him tight.

"I love you Stephanie. I do forreal..." He squeezed me tighter. "I love you too Jaceyon..."

I pulled back and wiped my tears. "Oh! Speaking of your father...." I got off his lap and jogged to my suitcase. I dug inside it and pulled out the white envelope.

I got up and sat back down on the bed beside him. Reaching into the envelope, I pulled out a picture and gave it to him.

He stared at it hard. "Who's that beautiful woman?" I asked him sweetly as I pointed to it.

[S/N: This is Nas mother in real life 😍 It got it off of his episode on Roots.]

His eyes grew wide, "That's... That's my mom.. Where you get this? I've never seen this picture before.."

I took a deep breath, not knowing what kind of reaction I was going to get next. "Your dad gave it to me.."

He looked up at me and chuckled. "Yo Steph, that's not funny. Stop playing."

Shortly after Miss. Ann's death in 2002, Jd's father went back to Mississippi where he grew up at. He couldn't handle the passing of Miss. Ann; it was to much for him. Him and Jaceyon lost touch and the never spoke to each other again.

"I'm not playing. I'm serious. He gave it to me." I said with straight face; I was deadass.

"And where the hell did you see my dad at Stephanie?" He asked me still not convinced.

"Well.. That night when we were talking, you told me how you wonder what your father was doing or if he's even alive? I thought about how awesome it would be if I could find him. So, one day, me and Dave met up at Angel's house. I had to include Dave because y'all grew up together; he's the only person that I know that knows your father. He gave us his name and we searched it on Angel's MacBook. Um, a bunch of things came up, but it was easy because not to many people have the name Olu Dara Jones." Me and him both chuckled.

"About 6 numbers popped up that had a Mississippi area code. We called all of them; they were all disconnected. And on the last one, someone picked up the phone... And it was a male. I said, 'Um, hi! I'm Stephanie Latamore! I'm looking for Mr. Olu Dara Jones...' And he said, 'Whatchu want wit him?' I said 'Well, sir it's regarding his son, Jaceyon Jones.' 'Well, what about Jaceyon?' I said 'Um, this is his girlfriend. I was wondering if we could meet and speak about him.' 'How am I supposed to know you telling the truth? Tell me some about him!'" He chuckled as I imitated his father's voice.

"I said, 'Well... He has a beauty mark on his face.' 'Hell anybody can look at him and tell that! Tell me some nobody would know!'

'Umm.. His mother died when he was 24. He used to play your instruments around the house. He played the trumpet when he was 4 but you made him stop because it was messing  his upper lip up. He almost drowned when he was 6 because you took him swimming and didn't believe that he couldn't swim and you threw him in the pool. He hates for his food to touch; if it touches, he won't eat it. He got bruises on his butt from all the whoopings he used to get when he was a baby. And he has a birthmark on his inner thigh- I mean I wonder how I know that.. Um, y'all lived above a woman named Faye Brewster. Her son is sitting next to me.'"

"He said 'Wow.... You really do know my son...' We talked for a while and he said he moved back to New York yearsss ago. We met up at this restaurant one day while you were at the gym working. He said..." I stopped and looked around.

"Well... What did he say?!" He raised his voice.

"I-I'ma just let you-" I pulled out my phone and  tapped my photo icon. It opened and I went to my videos. I searched for the video and found it. I scooted closer to him so we both could see the phone. The video began to play.

"What would you like to say to him, Mr. Jones?" I asked as I held my phone up.

He looked around the booth in the restaurant. "Shit.. Ion know..." We both laughed.

"Just look at the camera and say whatever's on your heart..." I said as I smiled.

"Whatever's on my heart.... Alright um.. Hey son! I'm glad know that you doing okay.. You're alive and healthy. Successful. I'm sorry I had to leave the way that I did... I loved your mama.. I still do... I'm sorry we lost touch.. I want you to know that I moved back to New York. If I'm still alive by the time Stephanie presents this to you because you know I'm a old ass nigga, I'd love it if you would meet with me. I've been talking to Stephanie a lot and she tells me a lot about you. This a wonderful woman you got right here; she reminds me a lot of Ann... I'm so proud of the man you've become... I love you son. I really do." He nodded his head and wiped the tear that fell out his eye.

I sniffed, "That's perfect..." I said and ended the video.

I put my phone down. "There's something else in this envelope that he wanted you to have.." I dug into it and pulled out a piece of folded up paper.

He took it, unfolded it, and began to read it out loud.

"Dear my pride and joy, my only child and son: Jaceyon Jones,

As you know, I'm in my last stage of breast cancer and my time is now coming to an end. Everyday, I can feel it approaching more and more. I'm not afraid though. I'm just going home, that's all. When I first laid eyes on your chunky face, I fell in love.. I knew you were going to be something great. I'm writing this letter to you because I want you to know that just because I'm gone, does not mean that I'm not still here with you. When you go outside, I'm in the cool breeze that the wind makes. I'm in the sunlight that warms your skin on a hot summer day. I'm in the rain that rolls off your skin when it hits it. Don't ever feel alone, because I'm always here. I love you handsome.

Sincerely, Mama."

He placed the letter under his nose. "Oh my god, it smells just like her.." He put his hands over his face and burst into tears.

This made tears fall out of my eyes. "Awwww Bear.." I threw my arms around his neck and and held him. "I miss her so much Stephanie.." He cried in between his sobs, burying his head in my chest.

"I know babe, I know..." I cooed to him as I rubbed his head.

After 5 minuets of me and him crying, he pulled away and I wiped his tears. "Babe, she's in a better place now. She never left you though. She still here. You know that. She just wants you to be happy.."

"I know... Stephanie, I love you. And I can't believe you went through all of this for me..." He grabbed my face.

"Baby, I just want to see you happy. I love to see that amazing smile that makes me so wet." He laughed and pecked my lips. "You so crazy girl..."

In the middle of us kissing, the door swung open. Angel ran in with Dave following right behind her. "BITCH DID YOU GET IT? DID YOU GET IT? PLEASE TELL ME YOU GOT IT..." She asked frantically with her pink bag in her hand.

I held it up. "YES BITCH I GOT IT!" We both screamed and kicked our heels together. "OOH BEST FRIEND YOU GOT THE PINK ONES!" I said eyeing her bag and heels.

"NO BITCH YOU GOT THE RED ONES! OH MY GOSH THEY'RE SO PRETTY..." She exclaimed as she held up my feet.

"RIGHT DONT THIS SHIT LOOK SO MUCH BETTER IN PERSON THAN LOOKING AT IT ON YOUR PHONE?!"

She rolled her eyes. "YES BITCH OH MY-"

"WAIT WAIT. Did y'all plan this?" Dave cut her off. I scrunched up my fave, is he dumb?

"Nigga of course we planned it! We knew that y'all were going to go shopping together!" I said in a duh tone.

"ANYWAYYY, soooo what did everybody get? Even though we all helped with each other's gifts." We laughed and she sat down on my bed. "Right.." I co-signed her.

We all told what we got, describing how we felt about it in the process.

"You know, before I met you guys I used to spend Christmas alone while Amir would go to his family's house. You remember that?" She asked Jaceyon.

He nodded his head. "Yeah I do. He barely brought you around."

"And look now. I got a whole little family now..." She lightly chucked. "I'm so glad we're all friends... Y'all are the best friends I could ever ask for..."

"Awwwwww!" We all cooed. Okay everybody group hug!" Jaceyon yelled as we got up and made a circle with our arms around each other.

"I love y'all..." Dave said as he smiled. "We love you too!"

Jd pushed our arms off him and got out the circle. We looked at him like he was crazy.

The fuck wrong with this nigga?

"Jd what the fuck wrong witchu?!" Angel asked.

He put his hand over his mouth. "Yo breath stank!!!" Me and Dave cracked up laughing. "Damn Angel! Is there something going on that we need to know about?!"

"Shut up bitch!" She said as she chased him around the room, hitting him with her purse.

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Jd and his father Olu.

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