Ride or Die

DeShade is smart, he’s controlling. He’s the boss in every department of his life. From ball to his wife, nothing goes without his say so if he’s involved in any way. La'Melia knew of the amount of power he held. Matter of fact, it doesn’t go unnoticed. Shade’s deceiving ways have been since they were in high school. Melia been controlled since their senior year, where he pushed off every boy who asked her to prom. Where he made sure he approved of her dress. He knew her lack of affection at home. With a substance abusive mother and money hungry father, her personal life was pretty much in the trash. If she wasn’t attending school, she was working at a local Winn-Dixie to support herself. DeShade knew this and made sure he had some kind of input. From that moment, the two of them had some kind of history, yet it wasn’t until her senior year old college he even reached out to talk to her. By then he was going on his 1st year in the league with a promising career behind him from the current stats.

Crazy enough by the time she moved to L.A. to be by his side, DeShade already had a handful of lies to cover himself from. Anyone could tell this relationship was full of love and happiness, but no one knew the pain from behind closed doors. La'Melia stayed with him to prove if it was worth even trying. She and Shade deserved that much. The years they put into a friendship and finally a relationship proved they had the drive, but motivate to be faithful and honestly was a huge lack on one’s behave.

Now Melia has hit this brick wall and he’s sitting back watching. Shade knows she only has a few options left now. None of them are pointing in his direction. None of them are in her favor. The one thing he’s hoping for is get to back down and end this mini tantrum she’s going throwing. They’ve had their share of ups and downs, even broken up for months at a time, but divorce. That’s an entire new ball game that he’s not willing to accept from her or any lawyers.

Now he has Gordon on his back, wondering what drew his wife to wanting a divorce. Gordon isn’t just a divorce attorney from Houston, but he’s one of the best, and Shade’s good friend. He knows what he’s doing and he knows how to play the game well. And in all he’s seen and heard of the best and worst of their relationship so what’s wrong now? Being the second head man in charge, DeShade decided to just be honest. There’s a baby on the way, one that’s not theirs, and obviously one that’s not being carried by La'Melia. The baby news broke over breakfast one morning, days after Shade found out, and since then La'Melia has been on a new wave. That was eight months ago and by the end of their marriage counseling sessions the baby and results are expected to be here. He’s hoping that this is his way of winning La'Melia back by proving that the baby boy on the way wasn’t he’s, but he did have sex with the mother, Draya Michele, one of the most known from urban modeling and her career with Basketball Wives. So there’s no telling how it’ll all end.

Head pounding after dealing with Somara’s triggered morning sickness, I pedaled so fast down the sidewalk that I damn near struck a pedestrian every few feet. My eyes were heavy, my body on the verge of succumbing to my fatigue, I rode my bike down Dyckman to the Bodega where I now “formerly” helped manage. 

Today was the beginning of a new routine. 

Parker

Just as I was about to walk out of the laundry room, a quiet ding rang about my ears. Turning around, I noticed Boog left his phone on the dresser. He usually never leaves his phone but I guess he forgot it with the attitude he had when he left without telling me where he was going earlier in the day. It was going on 9 oclock and the twins were knocked out cold with no sign of their father returning.

Dropping the laundry basket by the door, I quickly walked back over towards the dresser; my heart beating a mile a minute. I never thought about checking his phone and getting caught would leave me shocked with nothing to say to justify my reasons for going through his phone. I quickly picked up the phone reading the notification. It was a ‘iMessage’ from a person named Phoenix. I mean there wasn’t anything suspicious about the notification, but that name. That name rang a bell, I just couldn’t put my finger on it.

Parker

After 5 years, we finally got the clear to move back to the states. Although, I fell in love with Paris, it just wasn’t home for me and my family so we moved back to good o’l Hot ‘Lanta.

Apparently, After we left, Trey’s little brother was killed and the entire case against Boog was thrown out because they had no witnesses and no evidence. No witness, no evidence, means no case!

Of course we weren’t getting off scott free. They were trying to charge Boog with fleeing the country and me with harboring a fugitive and faking my death because evidently they came looking for me.