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4milly · 11 months ago

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on wat you on. z.f

fuck my nigga, he ain’t shit! boy ain’t good for nun but dick, flodgin like you wit yo niggas, pussy boy you wit that bitch.

parings: zilla fatu x black!reader

warnings: TOXIC ASS RELATIONSHIP LMAOO it’s all i’ve ever known this might hit close to home tbh. cheating, name calling, smut.

where the fuck you at? 12:24AM

let me find out you with yo hoe ass friend shakin’ yo ass and imma be on 10. 12:25AM

missed call from: Z<3

bro now you really got me fucked up. turn yo lo back on, bro. 12:27AM

yo. on my life, don’t make me come find yo stupid ass, ma. 12:29AM

(6) missed calls from: Z<3

i told yo ass i fell asleep at jey’s house yet you still wanna do the fuckin’ most and shit. but nah. you tryna listen to what janay ugly ass wanna say instead of me tho. might as well be fuckin’ her. 12:34AM

i really don’t give a fuck bout’ what you saying nigga. i’m on whatever you on. you fuckin them lame ass hoes anyways…so wassup fr? 12:36AM

ight. bet. 12:37AM

coo. 12:37AM

“girl! fuck his trifling ass fr! i’m tryna have a good time!” your friend, janay, yelled over the music in the club

“you right. i’m not even tryna get on that with him forreal. it’s whatever.” you declined zillas next call before powering your phone off completely. he wanted to take it to the next level? let’s see who finishes the game.

he kicked the shit off the night prior by not only not coming home, but going to the club all night with his cousins without telling you. to further push shit to the fam, he was on instagram live acting like he didn’t see your phone calls, or comments but replying to other thirsty ass hoes.

the last year and a half for you and zilla already had been rocky. him wanting to always be a hypocrite. he took issue with you going out and partying and dressing sexy as you wanting attention from other dudes, especially if janay was involved. yet with the rising popularity of his cousins in the WWE, all eyes were on him. the son of the late umaga currently creating a name for himself, straying away from the shadows of his family. that created a shit show as more female fans appeared.

him greeting them, smiling, creating more conversation than needed, following them on instagram, liking their tweets, giving them free tickets all kinds of shit. he stressed how it was just him trying to create his image to get his name more popping…lying ass nigga.

zilla loved the attention. especially from Aaliyah, a promoter at a local wrestling venue trying to recruit him for a match. she’d always make sure to show up in the tinest baby tee from the target toddlers section, low rise jeans showing off her tattoo near her midsection, a butterfly belly piercing, and lipgloss giving zilla ‘fuck me eyes’. he ate that shit up, too. smiling—making sure every diamond from his grill was flashing—making jokes, and laughing. you knew how important it was to zilla to join his family, but he couldn’t do that without being a friendly ass nigga?

everytime you brought it to his attention, it all started and ended the same. an argument until he fucked you into submission until tears streamed down your eyes making you forget exactly what causes the argument. you’d be cool for a few days and it’d all repeat again.

“ight yall. this next one for all my ladies in here lookin realll and i do mean reallll sexy.” the dj spoke before mixing the current song to get it sexyy by sexyy red.

the club wasn’t the place to nurse a broken heart. but having your hair, makeup, and nails done looking good? you felt better anyways. the music was a plus.

“cmon! i’m tryna dance. ill deal with that nigga tomorrow.” you tossed back your drink before grabbing janay and heading to the dance floor

you begin throwing your ass back without a care in the world. whatever it caught just happened. you knew your poster girl dress left little to the imagination, but that was neither here or there right now.

you felt hands slide across your ass bringing you towards someone’s lap. liquor taking over you backed into the dude behind you throwing your ass onto him and grinding. he got to excited as he pressed his growing erection onto your ass. while dude definitely wasn’t getting any play, you hoped someone was recording or was a friend of zilla to show him two can play the game. the dudes hands palmed over your thighs are you leaned against him letting his head fall into your neck, the strong smell of henny coming from him.

“damn baby. you tryna get fucked in the back? all this ass forreal. bet that pussy good ass fuck, too.”

“nah. i got some in the back for yo ass tho.”

your eyes went wide as the dude was snatched from behind you. you quickly spun around to see him getting punched in the face by zilla.

how the hell? who the hell, actually?

“what the fuck is wrong with you? why would you do that?” you yelled, uselessly shoving him backwards

“shut the fuck up and getcho ass in the car. yo ass got me so fucked up.” he yelled grabbing your wrist to drag you out the club

“nah! i’m good. get the fuc—“

“yo man, i ain’t know she was yo bitch. she lookin like she was ready to take some.”

zilla moved back towards the guy delivering another punch to his eye landing him back onto his ass. he grabbed your wrist back into his tight grip pulling you outside the club.

“get off me!” you snatched your arm back from him

“this the shit you doin! dancing with another motherfucka like a hoe knowing you got a man? this why ion want you with her ass! she put you up to this bullshit!” he yelled looking over your shoulder glaring at janay

“nigga fuck you. i wouldn’t have to convince her of shit if your toxic ass wasn’t a liar! what makes you think she wasn’t gone go out tonight to nurse her heart after you wanted to be with some groupies on ig live?” janay responded with just as much hatred for zilla

“mind yo fuck ass business. you deadass? i told you what i was doin! where i was!”

“the next day in the afternoon? oh so you just man of the year? fuck you.” you gloated rolling your eyes

“watch yo fuckin mouth talkin’ to me like that. i ain’t having this conversation out here with you either. get in the car.”

“what so you can go to the club with random bitches but i do it? im a hoe? i’m the problem? you’re crazy.”

“oh so you in there giving other dudes some play? like they finna line up for pussy cause you got an attitude? ight. bet.” zilla opened the passenger seat to his car eyeing you “getcho stupid ass in the fuckin car. you ain’t about to be out here tryna give some other dudes some pussy on some independent revenge shit.”

“ugh! fuck!” you grunted into the mattress as zilla plowed into you from behind

“nah, you wanna be big and bad right? take that shit like a good girl, ma.” zilla breathed out placing his foot ontop of the bed giving himself more control to pull your ass backwards, “throw that shit back, ma.”

your mind couldn’t even put 2 and 2 together from his rhythm, so his request went unanswered. his hand roughly came down on your ass cheek making you gasp, “what i say? hm? throw that ass back like you was on ole dude.” his hand came down on another slap before you began to throw it back onto him

“yeaaa, that’s right. look at that pussy. only dick she’ll ever know. had that motherfucker’ thinkin he was finna get some tonight. thought my baby was gone give him some. you was gone give him some baby?”

“ah! n-“

his hand came down on another slap making your pussy clench around him in a death grip.

“tight ass pussy. you was gone give him some of my pussy? what belongs to me?”

you couldn’t shake the feeling overpowering your anger. your pussy aching for that release, you knew your man was going to give you. each thrust had a small sting as zilla was forcing you to take all of him without allowing you to adjust for a moment. zilla not only had a big ego, but a big dick to match it. each time feeling like the first of getting fucked. zilla was a whole lot to handle and sometimes you needed a moment to take him in before he got started. but tonight was different. you ran your mouth off and he was once again, fucking you into submission and near amnesia to sweep the nights activities under the rug.

the car ride was filled with spiteful words. soon as you got home, you grabbed a duffle bag deciding you couldn’t do it anymore. you couldn’t take him wanting to be a hypocrite, an asshole, and being friendly. you were over it. calling your bluff, he yanked the duffle bag out your hand.

“you ain’t going no fucking where. sit the fuck down and take them panties off. running yo fuckin’ mouth. put that ass in the air, ma.”

“you really think, i’m about to give your bitch ass some? nah! let that other bitch get your dick wet. fuck you!”

“there is no other bitch. you think i’m letting you go over some bratty ass attitude you got? you wanted to get fucked tonight right? let me give you whatchu want. get them panties off.”

all it took was for you to raise your dress up to ur hips for zilla to see you had no panties on, for you end up in your current position. dress torn to shreds around your body, him naked, and pumping his dick into your pussy with no mercy, making you take every inch he had.

“whatchu was on tonight? wearing no panties? you like making me like this shit huh? you worried about me fuckin’ her, all i’m worried about is fuckin’ you. but you wanna be annoying and shit.” he grunted before speeding up his thrust

“shit! zilla—ssss—wai—“ you hissed out as you pushed back against his abdomen at an attempt to get him to slow down

“this wet ass pussy, nawl. you wanna be grown, showin yo ass, right? take this shit.” he pulled both your arms back into his wrist pinning them against your back. he rammed his dick into your tight space, using the advantage against you.

your sobs bouncing off the walls with the noise of your pussy squelching with every move of his hips. you couldn’t stop leaking like a faucet onto his dick. your juices connecting you to his lap as your ass rippled with each draw back. zilla gathered some of your arousal onto his thumb before pushing against your 2nd hole; it immediately clenching onto him.

“shit, baby! oh! ohhhhhh myyyy goddd.” you moaned at the feeling

your expression was priceless. teary eyes, pouty lips, and whines with the sheets coated in drool at how your pussy had a tight fit around him as he pumped. it felt too good. zilla quickly averted his attention to the ceiling with his lip in between his teeth; he was about to nut watching your pussy squeeze him. tonight was about teaching you not to fuck with him. while he crossed the line in your head, you crossed the fuck out of it in his.

“fuck, ma! i love this pussy. you was gone take her from me?” he panted speeding up “this pussy ain’t goin n’where. you ain’t going n’where.” he moaned out “takin’ me all good and shit. whining about how big it is. you can take this dick—keep that back arched f’me.”

“mmmmm.” you cried out feeling your nut rushing towards you. if he didn’t slow down soon, with his dick and his thumb, you were gonna make a mess all on him and the bed

“you wanna cum, ma? you think you earned it?” he asked removing his thumb and grabbing your hair to pull you towards him. his hand lowering towards where you both were connected and rubbed your clit in circles making your mouth open on a scream “who owns you? who this pussy belongs to?”

you tired to form a sentence in your head—anything! to please him to let you cum.

“who owns you? whose pussy is this?”

“yours.” you croak out in a small voice throwing your ass into his lap chasing his high

“nah.” zilla bends you forward again pushing at your back for your arch, “you wanna cum f’me? show me how bad. get that nut, ma.”

you placed your hands onto the bed before reversing the roles and fucking yourself with his dick. your body shuddering as you pushed yourself onto him.

“whose pussy is this? you ain’t cummin’ till you tell me.”

“mmmm fuck! yours zilla! it’s your pussy! a—i’m cumminggg ahhh.” you collapsed—temporarily loosing consciousness—to the bed as you gushed around his dick, your pussy convulsing around him mimicking your body as you thrashed on the bed babbling. zilla following behind you flooding your pussy with his cum. he let out a moan watching it spill out around the sides.

he wrapped you into a bear hug, panting deep into your ear as your bodies shuttered. he released a deep guttural moan as his dick kept twitching with spurts of his cum still shooting out.

“you ain’t going no fuckin’ where y’understand me? this pussy stayin right here and so is you,” he panted into your ear “you’re mines. no other fuckin’ dude. remember that shit. im yours. and you mines.”

“if i catch you talking to those groupie ass bitches again. imma cut all of yall. i mean that shit.”

zilla let out a chuckle as he pulled out of you. he bit his lip at the sight of your pussy pushing out whatever it couldn’t fit inside onto the sheets.

“i know, ma. i know.” he responded before heading to the bathroom.

even though you were in and out of consciousness fighting sleep, you didn’t miss him grabbing his phone out his pants pocket before.

you heard the sound of the shower running, nearly tuning his voice out, “…yea…just put her to sleep. have them panties off f’me when i get there. y’know how i want it, baby…you and janay getting all this dick t’night, aaliyah. t’care of each other fore’ i pull up. wantchall ready fa me. betta be wet too…ight…on the way.”

FA THE PLOT???? 😭. i wanted this have a cute ending but my trauma wouldn’t allow it LMAOOOOOO. 2 FICS IN ONE DAY IS CRAZYYYY

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sheaabuttaababyy · 4 months ago

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Know how it feels - JU

Josh x Jamila

Warnings: none

"That’s fucked up uce" Jacob shook his head at Josh’s story as the rest of his cousins laughed.

"So she said she loved you? And you just said that you don’t know her? That’s cold man.” Jimmy spoke as he opened the door to Waffle House.

"Acting like I ain’t do that shit before" Josh laughed as he walked in.

It was 12am and him and his cousins just left the club. Them being big Waffle House lovers, they decided to grab some food from there.

As they got seated, being the loudest ones in the place, a waiter quickly came with her notepad to take their orders.

"Hi I’m Emily and I’ll be your waiter. Can I start you guys with any- Jey!?" She semi yelled catching the attention of everyone around the table.

He took his eyes of the menu slowly looking up "Uhhh yeah…?"

"It’s me Emily" his face scrunched up, trying to figure out who this girl was. He had no clue.

"Listen lady, I don’t know who you are? Are you a fan? We can take a picture if you would like."

A mix of shock and anger was on the girls face as she angrily slammed her note pad on the table. “I ain’t no fucking fan. You fucked me a month ago and left my place after saying you saw a future with me."

"Ohhh…" he still didn’t know who she was.

"You know what I’m not serving your stupid ass. Your a fucking asshole. Fuck you" she grabbed her notepad before storming off into the back.

"Damn." Zilla let out trying to cover his laughter.

"Jesus twin how many girls have you done that to?" Jimmy asked slightly concerned.

"Man I don’t know. Who gives a fuck." He chuckled as a new waiter. An older woman came to the table.

"Hey there I’m Deena, and I’ll be your waiter today. What can I get you all?"

Confirming their orders she gave them another smile before walking away.

"Hey Josh, this is coming from a place of love and concern. Don’t you think you should change your ways?" His older cousin Joe spoke, as their table went quiet.

Josh glared at him, sitting up straighter. "What you mean?"

"Just think man. Your 36 years old. You act like your in college or something. It’s time for you to find a woman and settle down."

"I don’t need to do shit. So you need to stop coming at me crazy" his nostrils flared, feeling himself getting hot. He hated whenever someone brought this topic up.

"Ay he don’t mean it in a bad way, he’s just saying we ain’t our young selves anymore. Yeah it was fun, fucking around and stuff. But he’s right. It’s time for you to find someone. I have Trinity. He has Galina. But who do you have? You older now Uce. You can’t fuck and duck women, hurt their feelings and leave them. Your too old for that shit, it’s getting embarrassing"

"Man shut the fuck up, I don’t need to hear that shit okay. I’m fine how I am right now, I enjoy how my life is." He felt his body shake with anger as he spoke.

“So you’re telling me, you don’t feel any type of loneliness at all?" Joe asked.

"Nah man." Josh knew he was lying to his cousin, and himself.

“Right" Joe nodded his head leaning back in his chair. He knew his cousin well, he knew he was lying, but didn’t push it.

"Here is your food I still gotta grab more, y’all ordered, a lot! I’ll be back" Deena placed down the big trey of food before leaving to get the rest.

Coming back she gave the rest of their food, before leaving.

They were chopping it laughing as they ate. A dinging sound, from the front entrance door made them turn their heads, since they were the only customers here at the moment.

They went quiet as a beautiful chocolate woman walked in. She stood at the entrance for a second, taking in her surroundings. Her heels clicked against the floor, as she walked over to the front counter, where the stools were. She placed her expensive bag down, before taking a seat and picking up a menu.

Josh eyes never left her since she walked in. He was in a trance, she was so beautiful. Her style was different from any other woman, he’s ever seen. But he liked it. Her ass was so big it could barley stay on the seat. He took in her all black edgy fit. Multiple diamond, chains on her neck, wrist and iced out rings on her fingers. He drooled at the tight leather fitted top on her upper body. How the see through leggings, clung on to her thick legs. He needed to have her.

"Jamila!? Oh my god" Deena yelled out happily as she came out from the back, she rounded the corner as Jamila got up.

Deena quickly pulled her into a hug laughing happily. "Hi Ms.Deena how are you" Jamila asked as she leaned down to hug her.

From their table Josh and his family were watching the interaction silently as they ate. "Damn" Josh and Zilla said in unison as They got a better look of the fine girls ass.

"Oh sweetie I’ve missed you, I haven’t seen you in so long. How’s life? You look amazing wow" Deena spoke.

As they talked for a bit more, Jamila sat back down as Deena took her order before going to the back.

"She’s hella pretty" zilla said as he continued to stare at the woman.

"Ayy man chill out" Josh smacked him as a sign to back off.

"I hope she’s not the next victim. She’s too beautiful to deal with your bullshit man." Joe said to his Younger cousin as he just licked his lips continuing to stare at Jamila.

The woman turned her head meeting, Josh’s eyes. His breath caught his throat realizing she was looking at him. He felt…nervous. Nobody ever made him feel nervous or had his heart racing. He felt his cheeks get hot, as she smirked at him before looking away.

"Are you…blushing?" Jimmy pointed to his twins cheeks, laughing slightly.

"Nah man. I don’t do that" he shrugged off.

10 minutes passed and every second Josh would look over to see if the girl was looking at him, and each time he found himself disappointed each time he realized she wasn’t.

Jamila gave Deena a smile as she passed her blackberry lemonade. Picking up her drink she spinned on her stool so her body was facing, those group of men. Her eyes found the guy with the mullet and Cuban link again.

Sipping her drink she crossed her legs as she remained eye contact with him. She lightly laughed, when one of the guys at the table through a piece of food at his face, for gawking at her.

Finishing her drink, she placed her cup down. Going in her bag she took out 3 hundred dollar bills placing them on the counter. She quickly got up, before Deena could come back, cause Jamila knew she would try to give the money back.

Walking towards the front door, she looked back once more, to look at that guy who’s been eying her, to seem him already looking at her. Again. Eying him up and down before leaving.

"Oh nah." Josh quickly said as he moved his chair back fast making it squeak. He ran to the front door, running out to the parking lot.

"Hey excuse me, excuse me." He yelled out.

Jamila stopped in her tracks, a smile breaking on her face, she quickly made a straight face before turning around.

"Yes?"

Catching up to her, he stood directly in front of her. Speechless. She looked even more beautiful close up.

"Did you need something sir?" She looked up at him, a slight grin across her lips.

"Uh yeah. Shit. Sorry. I was wondering if I can take you out sometime. Y-you don’t have to It’s completely up to you your in full power, I mean you could have full power on me anytime, not like that unless you want it li-"

Jamila let out a loud laugh. “You done?“

"Yeah yeah sorry. you’re making me really nervous." He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to calm his nerves.

" well to answer your question…?"

"Josh. My names Josh." He put out his hand for her to shake.

"I’m Jamila" she gently shook his hand, as he brought her hand up to his lips gently kissing the back of it.

"That’s such a pretty name" he spoke gently as her brought her hand down.

"Thank you. And to answer your question, Josh I’d love to go out with you" she smiled showing off her pearly whites, as he took his phone out so she could put her number in.

Putting it in, she passed his phone back. "Well ima let you go, it’s late so I won’t hold you up much longer. It was nice to meet Jamila. Seriously."

"It was nice to meet you too Josh." She took two steps backward, before turning around to go to her car.

"Drive safe, beautiful and expect a call from me tomorrow"

She turned her head giving him another smile, getting in her vehicle.

Josh walked back to the Waffle House, with a huge grin on his face. The fact she had him stuttering was insane to him. No girl has ever made him nervous. He’s never chased a girl or asked for their number. There was something about Jamila that, had him feeling different and for the first time he was actually willing to try.

"You get her number?" Jacob asked, seeing his cousin, looking happy as hell.

"Yeet!!!" He said as his cousins cheered.

There will be a part 2

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yyaktayak · 3 months ago

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PROMISE U THAT-04🍱

An'naie x Zilla( Kaiser ).

tags : @uceyliyahh @charmed-dreamssss @bluestrawberrypatch @prettypink-princesss @amandairene88 @duhitzkay380

-An'naie Rauiya Gaulden -

"now tez you neeeda stop telling that girl them things all cause you heated . cause we both know she gon kill you once she find out ." i told him as i talked to him over the phone sighing .

every-time him and his lil situationship get into it .. he literally tells this girl he was gon go fuck with one of his hoes.. and lord knows Montez is a true playboy and I'm glad i didn't pick that up from my brothers.

" Ra you know ion give a fuck cause i'a do that shit right now don't know why she actin like i'm fucking on my bestfriend actin like i can't have friends fuck wrong with ha ass .. we forreal don't even date we literally fuck and go on bout our business ." he huffed his accent coming out .

me and tez were very close he's my favorite brother even though i met him a little late i had to warm up to him and we talk everyday he's truly my bestfriend outside of trinity and n nem,

"how she even found out bout that stuff witchu and wassame ? " i asked pulling my blanket over my lips humming as i was getting comfortable letting my body relax .

" cause the nosy bitch grabbed my phone snooping and shit and read our messages and might've found a video.. or 4" he said starting to do his little dance he's always doing .

" continue to do that dumb ass dance actin like you don't know that girl crazy" i laughed at him shaking my head .

" mane please yk the dick too gooddd that's why they crazy " he stated before looking up at something " aye Ra ima hit ya back sis me and Angelo on ill call you once i get to the hotel"

"okay ! love uuu" i said as he replied before hanging up i was very much ready to hit the bed ive been working at my tattoo shop as a side hustle due to me being a nurse im tired 29/30 .

i soon heard my phone ringing sighing " what?!" i said scoffing .

"girl- nevermind .. reminisce is asking if you could watch your neice for a while me, E , and xavier have a show.. she said she had a date ta go on ."

"mmcht .. what time she finna drop him off?" i questioned

"um.. now."

" fuck do you mean now ?.. how she gon ask yall to ask me and bring him without seeing if i was finna say yes or no i was finna go the fuck to sleep." i said irritated because who does that ?.

" welp you can sleep later , we gon be on tour for like a week or 2 " kofi hummed not really too pleased himself.

" fuck yall became wrestlers for , can't even be around yall for more than 0.03 miliseconds ." i frowned .

" mmcht mane hush, you grown and a nurse so we can forreal do what we need cause they do pay good money" he laughed .

I rolled my eyes through the phone " mhm " .

'well we love-" he started before i hung up the phone .

bitch ass niggas i swear.

i soon heard a car engine and my nephew was here i soon walked downstairs towards the door as i seen them walking up to me .

"tete rara !" Remy yelled once he saw me it warmed my heart seriously .

"i missed you tete baby' i giggled softly as he showed all his 32 teeth smiling at me with his cute gummy smile .

"miss chu too" he said holding onto his ipad humminh .

"is he staying the night ?" i questioned her .

"only if you want him too naie " .

"he can stay wimmie , where you and mystery man going?" i asked her .

"i honestly don't know he said it was a surprise" .

"mm okay then.." i said taking remy's hand about to walk off .

"naie.' she called out making me turn around .

'yes".

"have you been hanging around kasier ??".

"mm yea.. why?"

" you need to stop hanging with him he's bad news naie, ion want you getting caught up with his shit , and plus i don't wanna see you hurting " .

"rem.. fuck you got going on? you really judging this boy off of- you know what he's not how everyone says he i -"

" you heard me An'naie i said what i said so you better listen and watch out , im only trying to look out for you " she said sighing before getting in her Mercedes , i turned around feeling upset because kaiser is a sweetheart .

i shut my door locking it before putting remy's bag in my room since he sleeps with me most times .

"what's wrong tete?" remy asked coming out from changing his clothes since he just got out of the shower .

"nothing re" i said kissing his head.

"wanna watch a movie ?" i questioned as he nodded his head .

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"when you coming back home tez ?' i asked montez.

i had feed remy and as we watched the movie he fell asleep which I'm not surprised he did . that boy a heavy sleeper .

all my brothers wrestle and i had 2 sisters but i only claim one and that's reminisce, im all alone in this big ass house im boutta get me a small ass apartment soon .

"i might book me a flight tonight cause i finished all my matches for this tour round, why ya miss ya ol brother ?" he teased as i rolled my eyes .

"mmcht boy ew no, you know im not used to be alone .." i spoke truthfully .

"Remy's there with you tho."

"and .. he's leaving in the morning and ima still be by myself you knoq that thing fully moves out tomorrow ".

"go with her then" he shrugged laughing because he knows i do NOT claim that as my sister .

"mmcht Tez if you not coming home tomorrow just say that damn ."

"well ian coming Tomorrow " he said laughing.

"you just Tryna find the right one by being a hoe, but that's okay when i get my boo y'all gon be haters " i said scoffing.

" actually Ima be happy that way you don't have to keep bothering me and you get to experience love " he said chuckling .

"mmcht anyways, kaiser hasn't texted me yet. I feel embarrased .."i frowned .

"its nothing to be embarrassed about he's probably busy sis ".

"busy doing what specifically ??".

"oh you don't know.. you know he wrestles too? he's apart of the twins family , i don't think he forreal be wanting ta be in the streets forreal niggas mysterious but that's my guy".

" why you say that tez?".

"i mean he's starting to become very popular in the wrestling business and he designs cars , but as you knwo he still in the streets im assuming to put some more money but he be lowkey bout it , his car business wasn't poppin back then. but you know he just got out of jail . he let Cody continue it and it blew up . '

"what about his parents ? or siblings ?".

"you know his father passed away and his littlest brother so that's kinda why he's so closed off to the world now ." he explained .

"mom?".

" she's still alive the sweetest person ever , he be with his sister and her twins and the guys.. why you think he came straight from prison in a mustang and a big ass house .. you know he built the house ?".

"thats crazy , i really hope he eventually opens up to me , i really wanna know the real him tez.. he's so interesting that i don't wanna not get to know him ya know ?" i cheesed blushing a little as he smiled at my reaction.

"all here for it sis , get ya man told ya he ain't like everyone say he is he cool " tez said .

"well sis go to sleep and rest cause i know you gon be on the bully tomorrow i love you be safe !" he said.

"i love you too tez byeee" i said hanging up i ended up posting an insta story before i let sleep take over me .

Instagram story

yayie: 45 mins.

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acute-crashout-jeyuso · 6 months ago

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Checkmate ( Book 3 of 3 in BTR Series ) a Jhea Fanfic.

Chapter 3: Everlong..

Flashback: May 4th, 2025 1:21 PM

Jey pushed open the garage backdoor, letting the familiar warmth of their home wash over him. “Babe!” he called out, his voice echoing through the house.

“In the kitchen!” Rhea yelled back, her voice carrying a cheerful lilt that made him smile instantly.

Jey stepped into the kitchen and stopped in his tracks, his gaze landing on his beautiful wife. God, it felt good to say that—his wife. She was leaning against the counter, a glow radiating from her that he couldn’t get enough of. Her hair was pulled up in a loose bun, and she was casually munching on a handful of something she clearly couldn’t resist.

He crossed the room in a few strides and leaned in to kiss her, his hands resting gently on her waist. Rhea melted into the kiss, her lips soft and lingering as if she didn’t want it to end. “Missed you,” she murmured against his mouth, her voice low and full of affection.

Jey broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers. “I missed you so much,” he whispered. His eyes flicked down to her growing belly, and a grin spread across his face. “How’s my future WWE superstar doing?”

Bending down, he pressed a gentle kiss to her belly, his hands cradling her sides as he did so.

Rhea laughed softly, her hand running through his short hair. “He’s been doing just fine. Although,” she said, smirking, “he’s been craving some Hot Cheetos with cheese again. And don’t even try to tell me that’s not him because I know it’s not me.”

Jey chuckled, shaking his head as he rested his cheek against her stomach. “Oh, you hear that, little man? You already got your mama blaming you for the cravings, huh?”

Rhea rolled her eyes, though her smile didn’t falter. “You know I’m right. He’s got your taste buds, that’s for sure.”

Jey kissed her belly again, his voice softening as he spoke directly to their unborn son. “You keep taking care of your mama, alright? You’re already the champ of this house, little guy.”

Rhea’s heart swelled as she watched her husband. Moments like these, simple but full of love, were the ones she cherished the most. For the first time in what felt like forever, everything was perfect.

Rhea wiped her hands on a towel and leaned back against the counter as Jey went and stood next to her, his arm brushing hers. “How’s your cousin doing with his direction in SmackDown?” she asked, tilting her head curiously.

Jey nodded, crossing his arms. “Zilla? Oh, he’s doing fine. Holding his own. You know how he is—got that Anoa’i stubbornness.”

Rhea grinned. “That’s good. They gave me his storyline to handle. This is the first one where it’s all on me, no edits, no team input. Just me.”

Jey raised an eyebrow, impressed. “All on you? Damn, babe, you’re killing it. You’re gonna make him look like a star.”

Rhea smiled but quickly shifted gears. “Speaking of Zilla, I heard something from Trin’ about him and a girl? Dahlia, right?”

Jey chuckled. “Yeah, that’s her name. He’s started seeing her. It’s kinda sweet, you know? At least until last night.”

Rhea raised an eyebrow. “What happened last night?”

Jey shook his head, a mix of amusement and frustration on his face. “We all hit the bar—me, Joseph, Jacob, and Zilla. Everything was fine, but then this girl, Cora, shows up. Zilla starts dancing with her, right in the middle of the club, like he didn’t have a girl waiting on him at home. It wasn’t a good look, babe. Not for the weak, that’s for sure.”

Rhea let out a laugh, leaning against the counter for support. “That’s bold. And coming from you, of all people, giving him advice on respecting his girlfriend? That’s rich.”

Jey narrowed his eyes at her, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Rhea tilted her head, playfully nudging his shoulder. “I mean, look at us. Look how we started.”

Jey’s expression softened, his voice steady as he stepped closer to her. “You know I never regret you. Or the way we started. Not for a second.”

Rhea’s teasing smile faltered slightly, replaced by something softer, more sincere. “I know. I know.”

Jey reached out, his fingers gently brushing her cheek before resting on her shoulder. “You already said yes to me once, and I know you’d do it again. You’re locked in, Rhea. There’s no going back now.”

She laughed, shaking her head at his confidence. “Well, since we’re on the subject, my stuff actually came in today.”

Jey tilted his head. “What stuff?”

“My new driver’s license, passport—all of it. It’s official now,” Rhea said, her eyes glinting with mischief.

Jey raised an eyebrow, curious. “What’s it say?”

Rhea smirked and held out an invisible ID card as if showing it to him. “Demi Fatu.”

Jey’s grin widened, his chest swelling with pride. He pulled her closer, resting his forehead against hers. “See? Told you. You’re locked in. No escaping now.”

Rhea laughed again, the sound warm and genuine as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Guess I’m stuck with you, huh?”

Jey leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “Forever, baby.”

Jey then leaned against the counter once more, his eyes sparkling as he asked, "Now, how are my sons?"

Rhea placed her hand on her belly briefly, her other hand reaching for a glass of water. "They're doing well. Right now, Jeyce is at CD Master Copy with Demi, and Jaciyah is over at Daya's house."

Jey raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Oh... so we've got the house to ourselves, huh?"

Rhea caught the look in his eye and rolled hers in response, a small smile tugging at her lips. "It seems that way."

Jey stepped closer, leaning in to brush his lips against the side of her neck. His voice was low and teasing. "Let's go upstairs."

Rhea turned slightly to glance at the stove, hesitating. "I gotta start cooking dinner," she said, her tone half-hearted.

Jey wrapped his arms around her from behind, pressing his lips to her shoulder. "We can order in," he murmured, his hands beginning to roam gently over her curves.

Rhea let out a soft laugh, tilting her head back against his chest. She loved how affectionate Jey was, how he made her feel like she was the only woman in the world.

"Come on," Jey coaxed, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Let me see this beautiful body."

Rhea smiled, her resolve quickly fading as her fingers toyed with the edge of the towel hanging from the counter. "You've got five minutes," she teased.

Jey pulled back, his grin wide and triumphant.

"Five minutes? Babe, I only need three."

Before Rhea could respond, Jey grabbed her hand, tugging her toward the stairs. Both of them were laughing by the time they reached the first step, Rhea's giggles mixing with Jey's soft chuckles as he led her upstairs, leaving the world -and the dinner preparations-behind.

Jey lay sprawled across the bed, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. Rhea nestled against him, her head resting on his shoulder as she lightly traced circles on his chest with her finger. The soft hum of the ceiling fan filled the room as their laughter began to fade into comfortable silence.

Rhea tilted her head up to look at him, her lips twitching into a playful smile. “That,” she said, breaking the silence, “was way more than five minutes.”

Jey let out a low chuckle, his arm tightening around her waist. “Would’ve gone longer if you’d let me.”

She rolled her eyes, smirking. “Sure, Joshua. Seriously, though, how do you have so much energy? You’re not twenty anymore.”

He grinned, looking down at her. “In my culture, forty years old is peak energy. You don’t even know what’s coming.”

Rhea quirked an eyebrow at him. “You’re thirty-nine right now, though.”

Jey shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Doesn’t matter. I’m giving it to you like I’m twenty-one, and you’re loving every second of it.”

Rhea let out a burst of laughter, shaking her head. “You’re impossible. But…” Her tone softened as she glanced toward the nightstand. “I actually did something. Something for you.”

Jey sat up slightly, curiosity flickering across his face. “Yeah? What’s that?”

Rhea reached over and pulled out a sleek black book with intricate blue lace designs on the cover. It was heavier than it looked, and she handed it to him with a shy smile.

“Before you say anything,” she began, her voice wavering slightly, “I wanted to do this… for me. To feel confident. You know, in case I don’t lose the baby weight or if I stop feeling like myself after the baby comes…” She trailed off, her eyes dropping to the book.

Jey frowned, sitting up fully now. “Hey, don’t say stuff like that. Baby, you’re carrying my son. You’ve always been gorgeous to me. You’re my everything. Nothing’s gonna change that.”

Rhea gave him a small smile, her cheeks flushing. “Just open it.”

Jey raised an eyebrow but obeyed, opening the book to the first page. Scrawled in elegant script were the words “To Joshua.”

His lips curved into a soft smile as he flipped to the next page. His breath hitched as his eyes landed on the first photo. It was Rhea, dressed in deep blue lingerie that complemented her pale skin and dark tattoos. Her hair was tousled, her pose confident yet alluring, and the soft lighting made the entire image look ethereal.

Jey flipped through the pages, each photo capturing a different side of her. Some were playful, with Rhea grinning at the camera, her hand resting on her stomach, while others were more seductive, with her gaze smoldering and her body posed to perfection.

“You did this for me?” he finally asked, his voice tinged with awe as he turned to look at her.

Rhea nodded, her fingers nervously twisting the edge of the sheet. “Yeah. I thought it’d be something special, you know? A way for you to remember this time… and me.”

Jey shook his head, his eyes returning to the book. “Special? Babe, this is more than special. This is everything. You’re stunning. Damn, look at you…”

Rhea let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, her lips curving into a genuine smile. “You really like it?”

Jey closed the book and set it aside, pulling her closer until she was practically in his lap. “Like it? Rhea, you’re gonna have to hide this thing, or I’m gonna be looking at it every day. You’ve always been my girl, but now you’re officially a goddess.”

Rhea laughed, the sound soft and full of relief. “You’re so dramatic.”

“And you’re perfect,” Jey countered, his voice low and sincere as he cupped her face. “Thank you for this. For everything.”

Rhea leaned in, their foreheads touching. “You’re welcome, baby. But you’re not framing any of those pictures.”

Jey smirked, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “We’ll see.”

As they lay back down, Jey kept the book on the nightstand, already knowing he’d sneak another look at it later. More than the photos, though, he felt overwhelmed with love and gratitude for the woman who had become his entire world.

Jey had drifted into a relaxed state, his arm lazily wrapped around Rhea’s waist as they lay together. The sound of her voice broke the quiet moment.

“Oh, by the way,” Rhea said casually, her tone nonchalant, “I bought a boat.”

Jey hummed, barely processing her words as he trailed his fingers along her arm. “That’s nice,” he mumbled, his voice heavy with drowsiness.

A few seconds later, Jey’s eyes shot open, realization hitting him like a freight train. He sat up abruptly, looking at her in disbelief. “Wait… you bought a boat?”

Rhea turned her head to him, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. “Well, duh.”

“Babe,” Jey said, his tone hovering between shock and amusement. “You can’t just casually drop that in the middle of a conversation! A boat? Like an actual boat? With a motor and everything?”

Rhea nodded proudly. “Yep. It’s not some little dinghy either—it’s a nice one. It’s docked down at the marina. I figured, why not? We’re by the water, and it could be fun for us. For the kids, too.”

Jey ran a hand down his face, chuckling in disbelief. “Rhea, you bought a boat without even telling me?”

She sat up, crossing her legs and giving him a playful nudge. “You’re acting like I drained our entire bank account. I used my money, Joshua. Besides, you’re always saying we should enjoy life more, so I made a move.”

Jey shook his head, still processing. “I mean, I’m not mad… I just wasn’t expecting this. What made you decide to get a boat out of nowhere?”

Rhea shrugged, her grin widening. “Honestly? I saw it online a couple weeks ago and thought, why not? Plus, I pictured you teaching Jeyce and Jaciyah how to fish off the side of it. And I thought it’d be a nice escape for us. Just you, me, and the water. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

Jey softened at her words, leaning back on his hands. “Yeah, it does. I just… Damn, you really bought a boat.”

Rhea burst into laughter at his expression. “You’re adorable when you’re flustered. Wanna go see it?”

“Right now?” Jey asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, why not? The kids aren’t home, and it’s a beautiful day. We can check it out, maybe take it out for a little spin.”

Jey smirked, pulling her closer. “Alright, Mrs. Fatu, you’re full of surprises today. Let’s go see this boat of yours. But I swear, if it’s got some ridiculous name like ‘Riptide Rhea,’ I’m turning it around.”

Rhea gasped dramatically, pretending to be offended. “I would never! But now that you mention it, that’s kind of catchy…”

Jey groaned, grabbing her hand and pulling her off the bed. “Come on, let’s go. But don’t blame me if I start calling it ‘Uso’s Boat.’”

As they got dressed, Rhea couldn’t help but beam at how easily he rolled with her impulsive decision. If there was one thing she loved about Jey, it was his ability to embrace whatever curveball life—or she—threw at him.

—

Jey stepped out of Rhea’s plum Tahoe, still adjusting to the fact that Rhea had just casually mentioned buying a boat. He moved around the front of the vehicle and opened the passenger side door, offering his hand to her with a grin.

“Ready, babe?”

Rhea gave him a mischievous smile as she took his hand, stepping out with a confidence that always captivated him. Together, they began walking toward the dock, and Jey couldn’t help but notice how the boats were getting bigger with each step.

At first, he thought they were approaching a moderately sized boat, but as they walked further into the marina, he began seeing yachts of varying sizes that dwarfed the smaller vessels. Jey raised an eyebrow. “Babe, where are we headed exactly? This looks like yacht central.”

Rhea simply smiled and kept walking, clearly enjoying the mystery she was creating. Finally, they stopped at the base of a truly massive yacht. Jey’s mouth dropped open as he took in the sight—a 130-foot Mangusta yacht, shining like a beacon in the sun.

Jey blinked, taking a step forward to get a closer look. “Wait a damn minute… This isn’t a boat. This is a YACHT! A whole damn yacht! How much did this cost?”

Rhea looked over at him, the smile never leaving her face. “Well, you’re having a good year, Jey. I just got a pay bump, and with the lovely inheritance I received and paying off all of house and the Tahoe, I figured, why not? The owner was a huge wrestling fan, so he gave me a good deal on it.”

Jey’s mind raced. He had just barely wrapped his head around the fact that Rhea had bought a yacht, and now she was telling him it came with a discount from a wrestling fan?

“Wait a second,” Jey said, looking around at the lavish boat. “It’s not just a yacht. This is like a floating mansion. A damn palace on the water.”

Rhea laughed, clearly enjoying his reaction. “Well, yeah. Y-A-C-H-T, Jey. YACHT. Got it?”

Jey shook his head in disbelief, still taking in the sheer size and luxury of it all. “You bought a yacht… You know what? Never mind. I’m not even surprised anymore. You’re a walking surprise.”

Rhea’s laugh softened as she gently nudged him. “I told you, you’d be impressed.”

Jey shook his head in amazement. “Impressed? Babe, I’m beyond impressed. I’m just trying to figure out how I’m gonna look cool enough to be seen on this thing. This is next level.”

Rhea grinned, taking his hand and pulling him toward the gangway. “Come on, I’ll show you around. Trust me, you’re gonna love it. And when we throw parties out here, you’ll be the one everyone’s asking about.”

Jey followed her up the ramp, still in awe of the yacht. The gleaming, polished deck stretched out before them, and he couldn’t help but grin as they stepped inside. The view from the main deck was stunning, and the interior looked like something out of a luxury magazine. The walls were sleek and modern, the furniture a perfect blend of comfort and sophistication.

“Damn, Rhea,” Jey muttered, running a hand along the polished wood of the bar area. “This is ours now? You sure you’re not trying to make me jealous?”

Rhea smirked, sitting on one of the plush couches with a glass of water she’d grabbed from the galley. “I figured we deserve it. We work hard, we’ve got the kids, we’ve got the life. Why not treat ourselves?”

Jey sat beside her, shaking his head. “You’re wild. But I love it. Let’s break this thing in properly. When do we take her out?”

Rhea smiled, leaning back into the cushions. “Whenever you want. I’m thinking we should plan a weekend getaway next week, just the two of us. What do you think?”

Jey grinned, his arm wrapping around her waist. “I think that sounds perfect.”

As they gazed out over the water, Jey couldn’t help but think that no matter what life threw at them, they had built something special together. The yacht, the house, their family—it was all a reflection of their hard work, and there was no one he’d rather share it all with than Rhea.

“Welcome to our new life,” he said softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Rhea closed her eyes and smiled. “Welcome to our yacht, baby.”

—

As the sizzling sound of fried chicken filled the kitchen, Rhea couldn’t help but smile to herself. She was half-listening, half-laughing at the lively conversation taking place in the living room. Jey had been on FaceTime with Jon and Joe for the past several minutes, still hyped up about the yacht, and Rhea was loving every second of it. Her heart swelled with affection for him as she heard him continue to boast.

“BRO, I’M TELLING YOU! IT’S A FUCKING YACHT!” Jey said, his voice practically vibrating with excitement.

Rhea shook her head with a chuckle, glancing at the sizzling chicken legs in the pan. She didn’t mind the noise—it just meant Jey was in a good mood. She loved seeing him this happy, especially after all the drama they’d been through over the past few months. He deserved this moment, and she was happy to be a part of it.

Jon’s voice came through the phone, teasing him. “So, when are we going on this yacht, Jey? I need to see this for myself.”

Joe’s voice followed, equally amused. “Yeah, yeah, we want to experience this too, bro!”

Jey leaned back on the couch, smiling wide. “Well, we got a trip for me and her next week, but I’ll figure something out. I’ll make sure you guys get your chance to come see it. It’s gonna be a party on the water when you do.”

Jon laughed. “Man, I can’t wait. You know, I gotta say, I never thought I’d be saying ‘I’m gonna hit up Jey Uso’s yacht’ anytime soon.”

Joe chimed in, his voice calm but teasing. “Just don’t fall overboard, you klutz.”

Jey shot back quickly, laughing. “I won’t fall over, Joe! I’ve got balance, I ain’t gonna pull a ‘Jon’ on this one!”

Rhea could hear Jon and Joe bursting into laughter in the background, both of them playfully ribbing Jey. She shook her head, grinning to herself as she finished up the last few pieces of chicken and turned off the stove.

She walked into the living room, her eyes softening as she looked at Jey, who was now holding the phone at an awkward angle, clearly trying to get a good angle of himself. He looked up at her and smiled.

“Yo, babe, these guys are already planning a trip to the yacht. They’re acting like it’s the next best thing since sliced bread,” Jey said with a laugh.

Rhea raised an eyebrow as she stood in the doorway, folding her arms. “You told them about the yacht?” Asking as if she already didn’t know.

Jey chuckled. “What? You know I can’t keep secrets when I’m this excited! And they’re already plotting. Can you blame ’em?”

Rhea couldn’t hold back a laugh as she shook her head. “I’m sure they’ll make it an event, like always.”

Joe’s voice suddenly broke through. “Hey, Jey, just make sure Rhea doesn’t throw a big ol’ party out there without us. We want in.”

Jey smirked, looking at Rhea. “I’ll make sure of it. But if they wanna come, they gotta bring their own drinks. I’m not the one supplying the whole crew.”

Rhea playfully rolled her eyes. “Well, if they’re gonna come, we better start making plans. I have no doubt that Jon and Joe will turn it into a whole thing.”

Jon’s voice came through, laughing. “You know we will! We’ll have a blast.”

“Alright, alright,” Jey said with a chuckle. “I’ll plan something. But I’m telling you right now, we’re keeping it low key. No over-the-top shenanigans. Let’s just have a good time.”

Rhea smiled and walked over, leaning down to kiss Jey on the cheek. “Sounds like a plan. But in the meantime, I think you should stop bragging about the yacht and enjoy your food.”

Jey looked at her, grinning ear to ear. “I’m enjoying both, don’t worry about me.”

She walked away toward the kitchen counter, pulling the freshly made fried chicken from the stove and setting the plates. “Alright, you’re going to eat and then you’re going to help me clean up this mess. Deal?”

Jey rolled his eyes but grinned, “Deal. I don’t even know why you’re asking, you know I always help.”

Rhea gave him a knowing look. “You do, but only after I remind you. Now eat, I’m starving too.”

As Jey sat down to eat, he glanced back at his phone and gave one last smile. “Alright, enough talk about the yacht. Gotta enjoy the moment. But I’ll make sure we’ll have a damn good time when you guys come down, alright?”

Jon and Joe said their goodbyes, and the call ended.

Jey leaned back in the couch, content with life, as Rhea joined him, grabbing her own plate and sinking into the couch beside him.

“Seriously though,” Rhea said softly, glancing at Jey, “I’m glad you’re happy. You deserve it.”

Jey smiled warmly, taking her hand. “I feel like everything’s coming together. And having you by my side—nothing beats that.”

She squeezed his hand, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. For once, everything felt like it was coming all together.

—

Flashback: May 24th, 2025 – 10:14 AM

“Babe! Did you pack the sunscreen?” Rhea called up the stairs, her voice cutting through the buzz of excitement filling the house.

From their bedroom, Jey called back, “Yes! I got it!” His voice carried a hint of amusement, knowing how Rhea never trusted him to remember the essentials.

The weather was unusually hot for Stamford, a sweltering 94 degrees—not typical for the area but perfect for the plans they had today. It was the ideal occasion to break in Julie, their brand-new yacht. They’d invited family and close friends for the maiden voyage, and, to their surprise, everyone RSVP’d. Jey was especially excited, having even extended the invite to his cousin Isayah and Isayah’s girlfriend, Dahlia.

Rhea, on the other hand, was curious but slightly anxious. She had only met Isayah twice in passing and had only heard brief mentions of Dahlia. But today wasn’t the day for overthinking—she was determined to make it special for everyone.

As Rhea double-checked the cooler she’d packed with snacks and drinks, Jaciyah and Jeyce came bounding down the stairs, clearly in a hurry.

“Bye, Mom!” Jaciyah called, already halfway out the door.

“Wait, where are you two going?” Rhea asked, setting down the cooler to catch their attention.

Jaciyah turned, his usual calm demeanor replaced with excitement. “Me and Jeyce are going to hang out with Demi and Daya. Their dad is cooking a whole pig and invited us over to experience it.”

Rhea smiled warmly, folding her arms as she leaned against the kitchen counter. “Oh, you’re going to love pig! Dominik and Damian did that for me one time, and it was so worth it. Trust me, you’re in for a treat. Have fun, okay? And don’t forget sunscreen, it’s brutal out there today.”

“Will do, Mom!” Jeyce called over his shoulder as the two of them darted out the door, their laughter trailing behind them.

Rhea chuckled to herself, marveling at how grown up they were becoming. She grabbed her phone to check the time and called up to Jey again. “Babe, we need to leave soon! Everyone’s going to be at the marina in an hour.”

Jey appeared at the top of the stairs, sunglasses perched on his head and a confident grin on his face. “Relax, we got time. Besides, it’s our yacht—no one’s leaving without us.”

Rhea rolled her eyes with a smirk. “You act like being late is fashionable or something.”

Jey descended the stairs and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I’m not late—I’m on ‘island time.’ Big difference.”

Rhea shook her head, laughing softly. “Well, ‘island time’ better get moving because I’m not about to make a bad first impression on your cousin or his girlfriend.”

“They’ll be fine,” Jey reassured her, kissing her temple. “Besides, you’re overthinking. Everyone loves you.”

She sighed but smiled, grabbing the cooler. “Let’s just hope Julie lives up to all this hype you’ve been throwing around.”

Jey laughed, grabbing the sunscreen and their bags. “Oh, she will. Trust me.”

As they loaded up the Tahoe and headed to Anchor Point Marina, the anticipation grew. It wasn’t just about the yacht—it was about the memories they were about to create with the people they loved most.

Jey and Rhea pulled up to the marina, and Rhea immediately spotted the group already waiting by the dock. She grinned and said, “Help me out of here, Uce’!”

Jey laughed as he parked the Tahoe. “Okay, give me a second, Ripley!” He stepped out, waving at everyone gathered. Then he made his way around to Rhea’s side, opened the door, and extended his hand to help his 26-week pregnant wife out of the car.

Rhea groaned softly as she shifted her weight to stand. “I swear, I’m not this clumsy. It’s your son making me waddle already.”

Jey smirked and kissed her cheek. “That’s a big Samoan baby in there. You’re doing great, baby.”

Rhea rolled her eyes affectionately and waved at the girls as she waddled over. The women—Trinity, Galina, Almia, Kayden, and Liv—gathered around her for a warm group hug. Liv, nearing the end of her first trimester, smiled brightly as she placed a hand on Rhea’s bump. “Girl, you’re glowing! But damn, you’re carrying like you’re closer to term.”

“Blame Jey and his heavy-duty genes,” Rhea teased, laughing. “He doesn’t do small babies, apparently.”

While the girls fussed over Rhea, the boys—Damian, Jon, Joseph, Dominik, and Joe—helped Jey unload the coolers and food from the Tahoe. They exchanged playful banter, already debating who would take the helm of the yacht first.

Then Rhea noticed an Uber pulling up nearby and paused, watching as a familiar face stepped out. It was Jey’s younger cousin, Isayah, better known as Zilla Fatu. His tall frame and confident stride reminded Rhea of the first time they’d met. He hadn’t changed much, still carrying himself with a quiet but unmistakable swagger.

Isayah smiled when he saw her and made his way over. “Rhea, how are you?” he asked, pulling her into a warm hug. “The plane ride was a bit bumpy, but not bad.”

“I’m great,” Rhea said, returning the hug. “But seriously, what’s with these Samoan genes? I’m waddling already, and I’ve got weeks to go.”

“Hey, don’t blame me,” Isayah teased. “That’s all Jey. You know our family doesn’t do anything halfway.”

Rhea laughed, then caught sight of the young woman standing beside him. She was thick, with striking features and a calm demeanor that radiated warmth. Isayah smiled and gestured toward her. “Where are my manners? Rhea, this is my girlfriend, Dahlia.”

Dahlia extended her hand politely. “It’s so nice to finally meet you.”

But Rhea waved it off with a wide smile. “Nonsense, we’re all family here!” She pulled Dahlia into a welcoming hug before grabbing her hand. “Come on, you have to meet the girls. They’ll love you.”

As Rhea led Dahlia over to the group, Isayah chuckled and turned toward the rest of the boys. “Well, she didn’t waste any time.”

Jon patted his younger cousin on the back. “That’s how it is with us. You bring someone around, and they’re in. No initiation required.”

“Unless you’re talking about karaoke on the yacht later,” Joe chimed in with a grin. “Then there’s definitely initiation.”

The men laughed as they finished unloading, the excitement for the day ahead building. Meanwhile, Rhea introduced Dahlia to the women, who immediately embraced her into their circle, welcoming her with stories and laughter.

It was shaping up to be a perfect day to break in Julie, and the excitement of family, friends, and new connections was already in full swing.

—

August 27th, 2025 – 4:01 PM (Undisclosed Location)

Rhea’s eyes fluttered open, her vision blurred and her head pounding. She tried to lift her hands to rub her temples, but the sharp jingle of metal stopped her. Panic began to seep into her chest as she realized her wrists were bound by cold, unyielding handcuffs. She was weak, her body still fragile from giving birth, her muscles aching as if every ounce of her energy had been siphoned away.

She glanced around the dimly lit room, shadows playing on the cracked walls. Her breaths came fast and shallow, and she shouted hoarsely, “Help! Somebody! Anyone!”

A low, chilling laugh echoed from the darkness.

Rhea froze, her heart hammering in her chest as the sound grew closer. A figure emerged, fully clothed in black, his face obscured by a ski mask. He stood still for a moment, letting the silence suffocate the space between them. Slowly, he reached up and pulled off the mask, revealing his face.

“Dustin?” Rhea’s voice trembled with confusion and disbelief.

The man before her smiled, but there was no warmth behind it—only malice. “Hello… Black Mamba.” He spat the nickname like it was venom on his tongue, his tone laced with bitterness.

Rhea flinched at the sound of the name, a moniker she hadn’t heard in years. “Why… what? Dustin, what’s going on?”

Her mind raced, trying to piece together how she had ended up here, why Dustin was standing before her with such hatred in his eyes.

Dustin tilted his head, feigning innocence. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he said, his voice low and menacing.

“Why’d you do this?” Rhea asked, desperation creeping into her tone. “What did I do to you?”

Dustin’s eyes narrowed, and his lips curled into a twisted smile. “I’ll tell you,” he said, stepping closer. “But only when I feel like it.”

He leaned down, his face inches from hers, his breath hot against her skin. “You’re in no position to ask questions, Black Mamba.”

Rhea recoiled as he straightened up and turned toward the door. His boots thudded heavily against the floor as he walked away. Just before stepping out, he turned his head slightly, his profile illuminated by the faint light from the hallway.

“Go ahead and scream,” he said, his voice calm and cold. “No one will hear you anyway.”

The door slammed shut, leaving Rhea alone in the suffocating silence. She sat frozen, her mind reeling. The nickname. The malice in his voice. The betrayal. It all churned in her head as she fought back tears, trying to think, to plan, to survive.

Her body trembled, but her resolve hardened. She didn’t know how or when, but she would find a way out of this. She had to. For herself. For Jey. For their son.

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cupcakewebkinz · 1 month ago

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Finally

I will finally actually reblog and yell at ur stuf

I was eating icecream we are back chat

I'm writing more Zilla, beware, Kai Writing Hours be upon us

Have fun going through everything, I'll probably see it when I'm not writing "caretaker shanon au but right after Shanon takes them" content hehehe

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mjonthetrack · 4 months ago

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The next few days Jimmy was in a sour ass mood, even when he was busy doing work for his cousins or at one of the strip clubs Jacob’s money paid for he couldn’t get into it. Diamond was the normal flavor of stripper he paid attention to when he needed to blow off steam but when the Puerto Rican six was flapping her gums like she was a ten he stood and left his cousins needing air. He had gotten in his charger and sped off his mind had been busy replaying his dumb ass comments to Zarina since he left. He had cussed himself out for making the woman spill tears and his attitude was apparently very evident to everyone around him.

Jimmy didn’t know why he had been coming at her so hard, it’s like every time he opened his mouth his dumb ass pride or insecurity showed through and he hated it. He had to admit he was jealous seeing her so happy with his cousin, and he new better than to accuse his own blood of going after the one girl he had been adamant since puberty was off the table for any of them. It was part of the reason he used to tease her so much when they were growing up, because he didn’t know how to talk to her, he didn’t know how to approach her even back as teens unlike his brothers who seemed nonchalantly good and bridging that gap.

He was hurt when he found out she was going to graduate early late into them finishing their junior year of highschool. Jimmy had been working hard to no one’s notice at his pops mechanic shop saving up money to ask her to be his prom date and all of that dumb senior shit. Sefa had been the one to encourage him after Jimmy used to bug him about his friend seeing if Zarina was dating anyone. Even Isayah despite being younger than the brothers knew very well how bad the older twin had it for her. Isayah had caught him unfortunately jacking off a few times mumbling the girls name as teens and even angrily yelling at his twin when he told him about the girls potential leaving him behind.

Talisua knew her sons better than they realized and was very aware when he would tease their neighbors daughter so much it was his way of hiding his crush on her. Talisua knew from her husband of her oldest’s efforts at the mechanic shop and even hinted at it to Eudora when the two women would catch up over tea at the restaurant downtown. Solofa blamed himself for being such a hothead for why his son was always making an ass of himself and took some blame when the young teen dropped out after Zarina left and he went after his cousins for distractions from his plan of changing the relationship between Jimmy and Zarina in their senior year going down the tubes. Then when his twin went off to play pro he saw this anger streak coming as much as he tried to talk his son out of it he knew better than trying to shift a stubborn Fatu man’s mind.

Jimmy had went and fell for his childhood neighbor and the girl he used to pick on, he saw the way she was passionate in learning. He fell for the way even back then she didn’t take his shit, even felt turned on when she would beat his ass for being rude as teens. But when he saw the woman after all this time, after he’d gotten too deep in the gutters to see a way out he panicked. She wasn’t supposed to come back here, not now, she wasn’t supposed to see him again like that, like a wasted opportunity. Jimmy had been busting his ass sure it was dirty money but he was far from broke, he had planned on securing that restaurant himself and restoring it for Zarina for whenever she would come back. He had been planning out getting rich enough to own a big house and look like he had made something of himself, like she had went off and done, like his twin did.

Maybe that’s why he spazzed out when he saw his cousin at the restaurant, the way she was looking so happy. It was supposed to be him doing that for her, not fucking Zilla. He was supposed to finally impress the woman that got away if she ever came back, but he never was sure she would. So when he saw her at his moms he locked up, he didn’t know what the fuck to say or do. He wasn’t anything close to what he had hoped he would appear to her, he had nothing to offer, nothing to say, and his bruised pride had him speaking out of frustration to her.

That shit he said to her at the wedding, then at the restaurant he didn’t mean any of it. Maybe at one point he was really that upset that she had left him behind but he knew she never had a reason to be concerned about his feelings anyways. How could Zarina, he never told her how he felt, never got the chance to ask her to prom, never got to share his real feelings to her after all that time growing up together, never got to tell her he had been in love with her. Now he sat at his cousins house in the guest room after Zilla had moved out and into her house and he frustratedly ran his fingers through his hair stressed out. Jimmy felt stuck and ashamed of himself, the way he went and how he had treated her. Now his annoying ass cousin had taken his place and she hadn’t even known it existed. Not to mention she hated him and wanted nothing to do with him anymore.

Jacob handed the man who sat at the edge of his bed in the guest room with his head in his hands a lit blunt.”Ya know Uce I been told you you didn’t have to do this shit no more, I been known why you came here back then, I seen how you was looking at ZaZa when she came home.” Jimmy stared up at his cousin not saying a word but taking a hit of the blunt shrugging his shoulders. “She don’t hate you Uce you just a fucking dumb ass and fucked it all up,” Jacob said bluntly folding his arms as he stood in the doorway of the guest room. “This is what I know, what you mean I ain’t gotta be here Jacob?” Jimmy scrunched his brows at his older cousin who tsked snatching his blunt back,”be for real little boy, you came from a good ass home you had no reason to come to me and I only let your dumb asses in because you family and I didn’t want you turning to nobody else.”

Jimmy gaped at what he said shaking his head,”fuck you Uce, you know damn well I ain’t got nothing to show for myself outside of this drug shit, who the fuck gone hire me? I ain’t tryna work no nine to five making less than I do now.” Jacob sighed heavily knowing to that extent it was true,”your ass shoulda stayed in school and finished that education shit up, you was smart enough to do that college bullshit just like her.” Jimmy opened his mouth to argue but Jacob cut him off,” Ima let you stay but you out of the equation when it comes to the dirt stuff,you gone make that shit straight with ZaZa she a good girl and she don’t deserve that shit.” Jacob firmly eyed his younger cousin,”you not finna get stuck in this shit like Roman and me, this life don’t spare nobody Uce, if it wasn’t for ZaZa your little cousin would still be risking his parole to make ends meet.”

Jimmy winced recalling how he was throwing accusations at Zilla knowing he wasn’t doing none of that. He frowned a bit realizing just how big of a heart she had, Zarina offered Isayah a safe place to stay and a new start it only made sense why his little cousin was acting like that and going out of his way to help Zarina out. He cussed realizing how big of a dickhead he was,”you think she gone have me up there like Zay?” Jacob bursted out laughing,”fuck no she ain’t, you fucked it up with shorty bad, the way I see it I would be surprised if she talk to your emotional ass again.” Jimmy rolled his eyes throwing a pillow at Jacob who dodged it easily,”from now little Uce all ima have you doing is running money to the bank and picking up stuff for us all, I don’t want you round none of this shit no more, if you plan on getting right with ZaZa you need to clean yo self up and be the man she deserves.

Roman stuck his head in the door a blunt on his ear,”yeah cause I’m tired of seeing your punk ass pouting around here.” Roman and Jacob started laughing as Jimmy flipped them off a rare smile appearing on his face when his cousins changed the mood to a more light hearted one. The trio decided on making it to the grand reopening of the restaurant that Zilla had mentioned before he left to move out. Roman teasingly added,”yeah you need to square things out with Zari because I need that free meal hook up.”

Author's Note:

Sorry for the short chapter, just a catch up on why Jimmy acts the way he does ☺️✨ thanks for all the support !!

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