Chapter Eighteen.

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the next morning

sharife pov.

"we are for riley rose." i told the women at the desk.

"ah yes! she's leaving today, i'll let them know your here." she said and got up.

"thank you." i sat on the chair waiting.

"how you feeling bro?" melo asked smiling.

"i'm feeling happy asf! i cant wait to see her lil ass man." i dapped him up.

i even bought her hella gifts, her mom helped me out.

"sharife i just wanna thank you for being her for my daughter the most! even when i wasn't able to do it. me and your parents was talking about this last night." Rayla said giving me a hug.

"i promise i'll take care of your daughter no matter what we go through." i hugged her back.

"your such a gentle man." she pulled away ruffling in my hair.

"thank you." i chuckled.

"rose family!" we turned are heads around seeing riley smiling coming out in the wheelchair.

seeing her smile warmed my heart, im so blessed that she's out.

"riley look at you!" i got up and kissed her cheek.

"we need you guys to make sure she eats enough and drink plenty of water so her healing process will be quicker." the nurse told us.

"yes ma'am we'll make sure, thank you." i told her.

At Riley's Home.

'sharife i'm so happy to be back home!' she squealed as i walked her to her bedroom.

"i'm so glad that your home and happy." i smiled and sat her on the bed.

'fasho but are you gonna stay here wimme?' she grabbed my hands.

"babygirl ian going no where." i said softly.

she tried to get up but i stopped her.

'sharife i can walk, i'm okay.'

"i'm just making sure." i let her go.

'come here rifey.' she got on her knees and started tugging on my pants making me pause.

"whatchu doing..." i watched her get on her knees.

she started pulling down my pants and i quickly grabbed her wrist.

'sharife what are you doing?' she pouted looking up at me.

"we not finna do nun okay? but i'll be right back i gotta get sum from my trunk." i lifted her up.

'okay.' she mumbled and turned away from me.

her whole mood finna change when she see the shit i got her.

i hurried outside and pumped open my trunk grabbing all the bags.

"she better be glad i love her." i shook my head walking back in the house, after closing my trunk back.

"riley come down here real quick." i yelled for her and sat the bags on the couch.

i waited three minutes and she still didn't came down.

"what is wrong with this women." i walked back to her room seeing her crying on the bed.

"riley why are you crying, what's wrong?" i sat on the bed and pulled her onto my lap.

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