Page 24 of This Is Law 3
Trust me, the boys loved going to my mom’s house because when they would get over there, she let them do whatever, and get away with whatever, but I think the frustration was stemming from me, and their dad getting ready to take a trip, and they weren’t going to be able to go.
“Dang ma, why we can’t go? Me and Legend need a vacation too! If anybody in this house needs a vacation, it’s me!” Creed stood up, pointing at is chest, being dramatic as hell.
I was standing up, and Law pulled me to him by my arm, making me sit down on his lap.
“What makes you think you need a vacation over everybody else? Nigga, you one of the reasons why me, and your mama need this trip!” Law said to him, and of course I nudged him with my arm for saying that.
“Come on dad, you know what I was going through a few months ago. That mess I was in the middle of with Vivian had me stressed out. I felt like I was going to lose my mind. I feel like I just got my sanity back. Let us go with ya’ll. We don’t have to stay in the same room as ya’ll. Just get us something on the same floor,” Creed was practically desperate at this point.
“Legend, beg nigga. Help me out,” Creed took his eyes off us, and he put them on his twin brother, who laughed, and he proceeded to begging too.
“Yeah, let us go too. We haven’t taken a family trip in a long time. I feel like this will be something nice for all of us,” Legend jumped in.
“That’s the thing, this not supposed to be a family trip. I want to take my lady out the country, and be on some romantic shit with her, without having to worry about you two cock blocking,” Law shot.
“That’s why we said let us get our own room. We won’t bother ya’ll. Let’s stay at one of those all- inclusive resorts like we did the last time. Please, let us go,” Creed wasn’t going to drop it.
If the boys ended up not going, it was going to be because Law said no, not me. I didn’t have the strength to tell them no, especially since they were both begging, and pleading.
“What you think?” Law asked me.
“Don’t put it on me. You answer,” I was quick with my response.
“Whatever you say, that’s what it’s going to be though,” his ass tried to be so slick.
“Come on, ma. We’ll make breakfast,” Legend pleaded.
“And I’ll go outside right now, and wash all your cars,” Creed jumped in.
I sighed, and I scratched my head, trying to see what my answer was going to be.
“I don’t mind them going. Just book separate rooms,” I said, and when I said that, Law sucked his teeth.
“I don’t even know why I put the ball in your court. You so damn soft when it comes to them,” he spat. I shoved him and stood up.
“Sevyn, please! Your ass didn’t have the balls to say no either, that’s why you put it on me, thinking that I was going to do it!” I called him out, and he didn’t even respond.
He just shook his head, meanwhile the boys were jumping up and down, slapping hands with each other, excited that they were getting ready to go on a trip out of the country. I didn’t mind my boys going on vacation with us. Even though Creed could be dramatic as hell, and extra, I agreed with him when hesaid that he needed a vacation too. These past few months had been rough on him, so my baby deserved to sip virgin daiquiris, as he kicked back with his feet up.
The boys quickly left out of the room, saying that they were going to pack their bags, especially since they knew that we were going to leave out tonight.
“Whole damn fantasy gone just that fast. Here I am, thinking that I’m about to book us some shit at an adults only resort, get pussy out on the balcony any time that I want, watch you prance around that bitch with little to no clothing on, and you invited them lil niggas,” Law expressed, and I was cracking up because he really did look hurt.
“Them lil niggas are your sons, Sevyn. You saying that like it’s some random kids that we’re taking on vacation with us. We can still have fun on the balcony. When you book the rooms, just have their room on the same floor as us. I’ll just prance around our room with no clothing on. Smile, papi. This little family trip is going to be nice,” I convinced him, walking over, and grabbing at that dick that was resting right on his thigh.
He tried to act like he was so upset that the boys would be joining us on vacation, but I knew he was happy about it.
“I’m going to run to the mall. I just want to pick up a few bathing suits. I’m going to call Milan and ask her if she wants to come with me. It’s last minute as hell, but I’m going to see if I can find some matching family outfits for the four of us,” I added with a smile on my face.
Like he didn’t even hear me, he chose not to respond. He was already on his phone, and I’m sure he was looking to book the rooms for us.
I didn’t leave the house until a little over an hour later. I cooked breakfast for the boys, even though they lied and said they would cook it on their own, and then I had to go up to my room and get ready. I’d already called Milan and asked her ifshe wanted to go with me, and she agreed. I knew that her ass wasn’t going to turn down a day at the mall. I’m not sure what the hell she had going on, but when she answered the phone, she sounded as if she was out of breath, and speeding in the car. She was quick with telling me that she would be able to go to the mall with me, and for me to just meet her at her house because she would be there by the time I got there. I didn’t even get a chance to ask her what the hell she had going on because she quickly hung up on me.
I called my sister as well to ask her if she wanted to go with us, but she was laid up in the bed, telling me that she had severe menstrual cramps this morning, so she was going to sit this one out.
Malani stayed out west, and I was coming from down south, so it took me almost thirty minutes to get to her. She stayed in one of those newly built townhouse communities. I swear, every time that I pull up over here, you could still smell the fresh paint and the concrete. It was a quiet community, and almost every car that was parked in each home’s driveway were luxury cars. That’s because this area was luxury, and to own, they started at almost $800,000. Milan was renting this place, and Zoe had gotten this spot for her, and the nigga footed the rent, and the rest of her bills for the next fifteen months. Milan was the prime example of a woman that was having her way with niggas. Often times, I’ve heard so many women boast about fuckin with rich niggas, but then they never have anything to show for it. Milan had everything to show for it. This townhouse that I was pulling up to was beautiful, and outside in her driveway, there sat a beautiful white Jaguar F- Type R, along with a BMW 8 Series Gran Coupe. Zoe had purchased both of those cars for her.
She had both cars pulled into the driveway, so I parked right in front of her Jaguar, blocking it in.
