Chapter 18: Change Of Plans

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*Tyler's POV *
Days past, and I still have no idea how to get rid of Jhene. Solana has been bugging me and bitching and complaining about how we ain't do anything yet, and I'm sick of it.

Plus, with Mason screaming nonstop and Aaliyah being in her terrible two's, it feels like I'm gonna lose my mind.

" Tyler! Go make another bottle of milk!" Solana yelled from upstairs. I groaned and went into the kitchen and made the fucking milk.

I went upstairs and threw it at her, hitting her on the head. " Fucktard. You play too much."

" Shut the hell up, before I make you take this dick." I said seductively and smiled. She looked so damn good even after she had the baby.  She rolled her eyes and went into Mason's room to feed him.

"Aye, when you gonna let me smash?" I asked smacking her ass. " When you stop being annoying. " She picked Mason up and hands him to make and he starts smiling.

" What's up, junior? How's my groovy ass nigga today?" I kissed him on the cheek and gave him the bottle, and followed Solana into the room and sat next to her while feeding the baby.

Suddenly,  I came up with an idea. " Let's get Quincy on her ass." I busted out laughing and she quietly laughed. " Yeah, like that's gonna happen.'

"No, I'm serious! That's the only nigga she scared of, so let's get him to scare her away."

"Ty, I don't know. I mean..." She sighed and rubbed Mason's head.

"She's after the kids, Tyler. We really have to do something! I swear to God,  if she touches my children, I'll kill her myself." She got up and walked out of the room crying.

She's so emotional. Yeah, yeah. Postpartum depression is the worst after you have a baby. Mason had finished his bottle and fell asleep. I layed him down in the center of the bed and put a blanket over him, then went downstairs with Solana.

"Baby, we gonna get through this shit, man." I wiped her eyes and kissed her on the lips, tasting her salty tears. Then, I hugged her tight and didn't let go.

"Maybe we should... separate from each other for a little bit."

I stopped breathing for a second. " What you mean separate, Solana? You sayin' we need to break up?" I asked raising my voice. "Tyler, shut up Mason is sleeping!"

" So that's it, we just gonna break up because of a little fucking
misunderstanding?!"

"You call Jhene trying to kill our kids a little understanding, Tyler?! Maybe you're not taking this serious as you should!" She yelled back.

" That's what you a you think Lana? I'm protecting you guys from her and you just wanna break up!"

" Maybe that's what we should do! You call this protecting us?! Your not doing a good job at it, nigga!"

"You know what, fuck you bitch. And give me back my fucking necklace and my ring." I snatched the necklace from her neck and broke it and I took the ring too.

" Get the fuck out." I simply said. She walked past me crying her eyes out and ran up the stairs to pack her clothes.

*Solana's POV *

" Mommy, where are we going?" Liyah asked me while I packed her clothes In her little suitcase. " We're gonna visit Nana and Poppa for a while."

" Is daddy coming too?"

"No, baby he's not coming."

"Why?"

"Daddy yelled at me, baby. We're gonna separate for a while."

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