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NOT EDITED. EXCUSE MISTAKES

Merena's POV

I walked into the shop and there was big black spot where the opening of the wig room was. I had on this big mask so I wouldn't breathe in the fumes of the fire. I walked into my office and went to my secret camera room. What Rock really didn't know is that I had cameras in plain sight. I logged in and went to the tape from yesterday. I watched the tape as Rock, Chicago, and someone other man started pouring gasoline in my hair room. They lit it on fire and as soon as the other person turned around, I recognized it was my dad

This nigga was supposed to be dead. I thought i killed him but apparently not. This shop was really done for. Yaya came in and I took the flash drive that held all the tapes

"So what is the next step?" She asked

"You can work at a different salon or come work for me in New York. This shop is not coming back. Call all the stylist and tell them they can have the supplies at their stations for free"

"For free?" She asked

I nodded and started to pull boxes out of the closet. I grabbed a couple for myself and got all my stuff from my station and my office. I went back in the hair room and grabbed any hair that was not damaged. I put it in my box and carried them to my car. I put them in the back seat and got in. Yaya knocked on my window. I rolled it down

"Who's gonna tear down the shop?"

"I'll call and have it done. I need you to pick 5 girls to come and work for me in New York, if they are willing to. I need you to make sure that everybody has a everything from the stations. They can take the furniture if they want to"

"Are you sure you want to give out this supplies?" She asked

"Yea. I got all the best equipment at my New York location. Just get that done for me and you got 5 stacks to your name"

"Alright boss lady," she said

I nodded and drove towards my dad's house. I know I'm crazy for doing this but this needs to be done. I parked down the street and walked through the gate. I knocked on the door and Rock answered it

"Where's my father?"

"Office. What the fuck you want anyways?" He asked harshly

"Nigga move. Don't nobody got time for yo ass"

I walked to my dad's office and sure enough Chicago was sitting in a chair talking to my father

"Babygirlll," my dad said

"Don't baby girl me. Why the fuck would you help these two niggas burn my shop?"

"Well let's not forget what you did to me and these men" he said

"These men? One, Chicago cheated on me and had the nerve to try to destroy my shop. For two, Rock neglected my kids and left me sad and depressed for months. Didn't even let me see the girls and for three you tried to kill Mercedes because she ratted you out. You treated me like shit and acted like I wasn't shit"

"And i apologize for that. I'll pay for the damages," he said

"No need. Stay the fuck away from me and my family"

I walked out and went back to my car. I decided to go straight to the airport since my flight was in an hour. All I had to worry about was keeping up this shop in New York

4 Years Later

The twins were now 4. I had now had 5 locations of my beauty shops. Which were Houston, Texas; Nashville, Tennessee; Atlanta, Georgia; Miami, Florida and of obviously New York. All of them were doing well and Yaya was manager of the Atlanta location. I still lived in New York and I had met someone that helped me with my businesses. His name is Marco and I ended up falling in love with him. He was my best friend first though.

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