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Chapter TWENTY SIX - Amani First

Chapter TWENTY SIX

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I opened the door to Paris standing there with her bag in hand and Malik standing next to her with a grin on his face. It was around 4 in the afternoon so she was off of work and Malik was out of school already. Paris worked at a high-end bank downtown of Atlanta. She loved her job like she loved food and if she did, so did I. Trent had went to school over the past couple of years and now he's become a big money making welder. They both bring in racks a month to support little Malik and I was happy and proud of their accomplishments.

"Hey Paris, hey baby boy." I said and greeted them with a slight smile on my lips. I enjoyed seeing the two of them, for some reason it lifted my spirits just from the surprise visit. Paris always popped up unexpectedly, but it was always at a time that I really needed it the most. I opened the door wide enough so they could come inside, before closing it back shut, cutting off the cold February winds.

"Hey T-T Wiyah." he said missing the L in my name. I smiled, bent down and kissed his cheek, and then lead them to the den area. I plopped down on the sofa and Paris came down next to me. I was only dressed in grey tights, and a white long t-shirt of Andre's. I didn't feel like putting on real clothes, so I settled for this. We'd been home all day and I was happy about that. I'd been able to catch up on some much needed sleep today. Ava was working while I wasn't there, and I would have to really thank her for that. We both worked at the same office now, so that was a plus. She was working hard with me not being there really during these months.

"Hey boo, how you feeling today?" Paris asked as she kicked out of her heels and pulled her blazer jacket off of her petite body. It was always like P, to get comfortable wherever she was at. Not that I minded, mi casa, su casa. My home is just like hers, and vice verse. Paris wasn't my blood, but she was definitely the sister I never had and will never have. I love her just like she was birthed from my mother's womb.

Malik took off his coat and book bag before pulling out a letter Q worksheet to trace and color. Instead of one, he pulled out two and handed it over to me with a smile on his face. I was confused as I took the worksheet from his hands and looked to see it was a replica of the one he was working on now.

"Here T-T, Mrs.Awen gave me Mani work." he said and I smiled at how thoughtful it was. I sat in on the table beside the couch, so that I could remind her to do it later on when she got up. She's been in bed all day too and she happens to be asleep right now. After lastnight we both slept in her bed and had been there all day, without the occasional bathroom breaks and food runs.

"Thank you baby Malik, and girl I'm okay. Things are rough for me, but I'm hanging in there. I've been making it 3 months now to be exact, so I can do it a bit longer. I just hope that it isn't that much longer that I have to continue doing this." I sighed and ran my hand over my face. I rubbed my puffy eyes and yawned. My life was now a full time job. I had to make sure Amani was happy, take her to school, cook for her, make her lunches, take care of Andre, tend to my job, help Amani with school work, deal with paparazzi and then repeat again. I never really get a break. Lately I've been on some Kevin Gate's, I don't get tired type of thing. Without the eating ass part of course.

"Awe, Aliyah I'm sorry things are happening like this baby girl. You just have to be strong through this and believe that things will get better for you all. I love you Liyah, you already know that and you know that I'm here for you through all of this." she said and pulled me into a hug. I swear every time I try not to cry, I end up crying anyway.

"Malik, baby can you go to the game room for a minute while T-T talks to mommy. After this I'll get you whatever you want," I smiled as I looked down at Malik. He grinned and nodded, before he ran out of the room and towards the game room. My smile faded as I sat back in my seat and looked at Paris.