BOSS

33 • Outside

Camp

I have the slightest fucking sense as to why I agreed to take our fucking six year old daughter camping in the woods with Kris. Like, this is some bullshit.

It's pouring down rain, everyone is annoyed,  me and Kris are soaked. Samia is crying, Bre is crying. Neither I or Kris can get the fucking tent put up. It's a damn mess right now.

Just dumb.

"Kris, it's pouring rain dude, we need to get this shit up" I said.

"Shut your ass up, don't you see me trying to do this shit here?" She kicked mud at me. "Blood, I am fucking trying son" she added.

"We going to catch pneumonia" I said.

I walked away from her, because I did try to help but she just wants to do it by herself.

I walked back over to Samia and Bre who were covered up in Kris sleeping bag trying to keep them from getting soaked.

"Girls you okay?" I asked.

I could tell they were both nodding their heads as they had now stopped crying.

"Okay, soon as your mommy is done Bre, we will make sure to get you both dried off and warm okay?"

"Yes" they both said.

I turned back around, to see Kris ass still struggling.

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The girls were warm and dry. They ate some soup after I started the fire when the rain stopped. I used one of Kris's gucci shirts she brought with her. She will be fine.

The tent was set up nicely finally, are blow up beds were set up. But my damn dreads were still wet as hell. So, I just sat close by the fire by the tent hoping my shit don't catch fire.

"They are knocked out" Kris said handing me a beer.

"Thanks, yeah all that crying in the rain. Then eating that soup and bread Ash made."

"Yeah, that damn soup was good as hell" she replied.

"Yup" I replied.

"You okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, I mean just thinking about Rye and if she is doing okay."