Blood didn't make Purity, Vanity and Vix family; their trials and tribulations did. Growing up and facing hardships together, the three young cousins were all they had.
Purity had the hardest life of them all. After the tragic death of her grandmother, she was forced to live with her birth mom, Tawny, who was very abusive. Purity focused on school and didn't allow her mom's taunting to affect her focus. She had goals of being someone special one day.
It wasn't until she crossed paths wth her older cousins, Vix and Vanity did she bloom and realize that life was too short to not live it to the fullest. Her cousins pushed her to be the best that she could be and to accept that she was beautiful, even though she was a big girl.
Vix was the proud wife of Big Paul, kingpin of the dark streets of Baton Rouge, Lousiana. Although they have been through hell and back, she continuously stands by her husband's side no matter what. Paul is all she knows and despite the rumors, he feels the same way about her. Vix believes that what her husband doesn't know wont hurt him, and with Paul stepping out so much in the past, she would have never began to communicate with her ex, Hazel, but what Vix fails to realize is that you can't be friends with someone you used to love.
Vix and Purity are a lot alike, whereas Vanity is living life in the fast lane. She does what she wants with who she wants to do it with. Vanity doesn't have time to settle down, and she isn't looking for love. She treats everyone who she meets the same way, not giving anyone too much of her time. But all of that changes when she enters the presence of Juice. He's different and like a breath of fresh air, and Vanity soaks his energy up. The first time she falls in love, she stumbles.
Purity is focused on getting out of the hood, but when she meets Paul's little brother, Carstin, she has a change of heart. Vix ends up crossing the wrong track when she decides to keep Hazel in her life knowing that him and Paul are arch enemies. Vanity forgets her "me, myself, and I" mentality once Juice warms her cold heart. In "A Baton Rouge Love Story", these three young women all try their hand at being the right person for the wrong guy and being the wrong person for the right guy? They have experienced so much heartache and pain from the ones closest to them, so much to the point where they're fed up and asking themselves do you really have to love someone through the pain?
EXCERPT
Juice walked down the hallway of Tarvis' house in search of Vanity. When he cracked the door open and saw her lying there sound asleep in the guest bedroom he looked back to make sure no one was watching him. The coast was clear so he walked into the room and stood over her. His first mind told him to wake her up with his dick, but the anger inside of him made him cover her mouth with his right hand and grab her throat with the other. Vanity's eyes popped open in complete shock when she saw the angry look on Juice's face. She moved around in the bed and panicked. She wanted to scream, but he covered his lips with his finger signaling her to shut her fucking mouth.
Leaning down, he whispered in her ear, "If you scream I'll hurt you in here."
He stepped back and Vanity quickly sat up in the bed and massaged her neck.
"Are you fucking crazy? Get out of here right now before Tarvis comes," Vanity said through gritted teeth.
Juice leaned back on the dresser and bit his bottom lip.
"He's in the room sleeping. Don't worry about Tarvis."
"You need to leave." Vanity walked into the bathroom. Before she could close the door he stuck his foot in the crack of it. He quickly grabbed her waist and shut the door behind them. She moaned when he reached in front of her and massaged her clit. He loved the feeling of her fat, waxed, pussy. The kisses he planted on her neck and back immediately made her soaking wet.
She turned around and admired his handsome face. She grabbed a few of his dreads and twirled them around on her fingers.
He slapped her hand away from them. "Who the fuck you think you playing with, Vanity?" he asked her in a stern tone.
"I'm not playing with you."
"You a motherfucking lie. You think just because your brother doesn't know that we've been fucking around you can shit on me out here in these streets?"
"I'm not shitting on you, nigga. You knew what it was to begin with. I never wanted to love you. I never wanted to be in love with you. You were fucking me good and next thing I know we were falling in love with each other. That's not what I wanted, and I made that perfectly clear."
"So basically you telling a nigga that you want to be treated like a hoe?"
"Nah. I'm not a hoe." She chuckled, "I'm just having fun."
"You got me fucked up. That lil' nigga you were all over on the dance floor is off limits. He from the other side, and we've had a few shoot outs with that nigga. You belong to me. When I first gave you this dick, what did I say?"
"That this was yours and yours only."
"Okay. If I even think you fucking another nigga. I'ma fuck you up. Do you hear me?"
"I'm not fucking scared of you, Juice." She grinned, wickedly. "Your threats don't scare me," she whispered and winked.
"That ain't a threat. It's a promise. Ask your brother who's the first one to pull a trigger out the click." He winked back.
When he dug into his pockets Vanity's heartbeat sped up. She felt relieved when he didn't pull out the gun, but she could've fallen back into the bathtub when she saw the pregnancy test in his hand. The look on Vanity's face was priceless, and Juice loved it.
He tossed it to her. "Pee."
Her eyes watered and she yelled, "Nigga, you got me fucked up!"
"What you crying for?"
"Because I'm not pregnant. Why do I have to pee on a stick?"
"If you're not pregnant then it shouldn't be a problem to pee. Who do you think you're talking to? Pee on the motherfucking stick."
She wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Lord, Jesus, please," she prayed before she squatted over the stool.
Vanity already knew what the test was going to say. She hadn't seen her period in two months. She was afraid to take the pregnancy test that Vix offered her a while back so she just made herself believe that she wasn't.
After peeing on the stick and waiting for a few minutes her heart almost sunk when the pregnancy test read positive. She burst into tears, "No, this isn't right!" She sniffled.
"Open your legs to another nigga while you're pregnant with my seed and watch what happens," he threatened.
"You don't even know if the baby is yours."
"You and I know that baby is mine. I'll see you tomorrow." He kissed her forehead and walked out of the bathroom.
When Vanity heard the front door shut she fell onto the floor and cried like a little baby. "I can't have this baby."
