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Content Warning: This story features a romantic relationship between two female characters. It also contains strong language, violence, and some sexual situations. Now if these subjects offends you, please do not read this story.

Deuce Martinez is the name. Selling and coning is my game... or at least, it use to be. As I got older, I realized why work while you got people to do it for you? That's just a waste of time. So I had my ladies do it for me. They'll do anything for the Deuce man.

Or at least they use to. Life is so unfair, man.

I guess, it started with Rocky and CeCe getting together. That was terrible. Two smoking hot girls and they wanted each other and not the Deuce man? That's like the crappiest thing ever. That just wasn't right. After watching them for years, I realize I needed to stop this. So I told Rocky's dad.

He was this big, BIG christian homophone that totally disowned Rocky on the spot. It was sad, really. Rocky ran away, crying. So as the gentleman I was, I went and comfort her... Right after CeCe was done, of course. I told her that her father would forgive her and that he loved her always. I let her in a secret, too. I told her that her pops would love her again if she got with a man but she insisted that she loved CeCe. So I told her that CeCe was cheating on her with her friend, Miles.

Eh, sometimes justice needs a little white lie.

I told her that from the start of their relationship, they have been fooling around. The times when CeCe couldn't come over and had to babysit, she was with her. The times when she would disappear and surprise her with gifts, she got them from Miles. The times when she doing her homework and studying so she would be smart enough for Rocky, she was with her. I told her to the reason why they hung out a lot and study a lot, they were messing around behind her back.

And that's when Rocky exploded.

After she calmed the tears and the rage, I told her that she gave up her father for a dyke who was messing around on her. I convinced her that she wasn't gay, just curious, and that she shouldn't be gay because she saw how her gay girlfriend treated her. I told her that's why God hates gays. They're evil, cheating people and he disapproves of them.

The change in Rocky was so quick, it scared me a little.

She dumped CeCe and started dating me, like it was suppose to be. We kicked CeCe out of her apartment. Rocky was awesome. She cooked and cleaned and worked. All I did was chill and hang out with the guys. It was great. Sure, it sucked when CeCe and her crew came to get her stuff and I got beat up a little. They caught me off guard and it wasn't a fair fight but even after that, Rocky was still cool.

Until I met Dina.

Blast from the past, man I swear. Dina was the love of my life years ago. She was strong, smart, beautiful, and could stash more merchandise in her coat than I do. You know, my kind of woman. I saw Dina as my equal, not just another girl who I can use. I was crazy about her even after all these years. So I started seeing her again. We went on dates, she gave me gifts, we did IT frequently, it was incredible. But then Rocky started acting all crazy and stuff.

She wanted me to get a JOB. Me, a job? She was crazy. All she did was nag, nag, and nag. Then I realized that Dina always had it on point and a lot more. She was better than Rocky. So I moved Dina in with me and we kicked Rocky out. Yeah, it was bad. Yeah, I should feel bad but I don't. She was cool until she started all the nagging. If she'd just be quiet, then I wouldn't have done it. On that same day, I found the positive pregnancy test in the bathroom's waste bin. Rocky was pregnant and I'm pretty sure it's mines.

That didn't matter though at first. She was gone and it wasn't my problem. She's smart, she could raise a kid on her own. It was all good and life was awesome... until Dina left me. She found this doctor who was richer, smarter, and way more handsome than me. She said I was a loser and a disgrace to the male gender before walking out the door. Now, she's married with a bun in the oven, living in complete luxury...

While I'm here, no heat, no water, no electricity, spoiled food, and about to get evicted. My life wasn't suppose to be like this, man. I should be living in complete luxury! I earned it! And that's when it hit me. Rocky has my kid, right? If I gain custody of it, she'll have to start paying child support for it. Meaning I'll get big money just for keeping it. I won't have do shit. Yeah, that's what I'll do.

Rest, relaxation, and complete luxury, here I come.

A/N: I swear, this is the last prologue. X-D Next chapter, I'll start the story, promise. I wanted to do one more because... I wanted too. :-D I would have had it done two days ago but I got distracted, writing this super awesome How To Rock zombie apocalypse fanfiction where Stevie meets a ninja and kicks alien ass. X-D Not sure if I'll post it though. Anyway, please review and/or fav and/or follow. I would love it if you did either one. :-D

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