Re Think and Come Back To Me

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Taylor
I couldn't believe the nerve of him. To think he can just waltz on in here and speak to me any type of way. I'm trying not let the crazy side of me out, but he's pushing me. 'You probably fucked your way to the top'.

He just ruined my whole damn day with his pompous ass. I'm just going to go down to the cafe and get an ice tea to calm my nerves. I grabbed my purse and exited the office. Entering the cafe I just told her I wanted my usual and paid her.
After getting my tea, I called my cousin DeMario.

"Wassup Tay."
"I'm so upset, I really want to cut this asshole, he ruined my day."
"What happened." I told him the whole story of my altercation with Ahmad.
"Awe hell nah, you need me to come up there. You know will matter fact, let me call Chris real quick."
"No DeMario its not that serious I can handle him. I don't need your and defiantly not Chris involved." He agreed with me.

"How is my god baby Morgan ?"
"She's bad like always... She has an attitude like her mom." When we finished with our conversation I made my way to my office. I walked into my office not even sparing a glance towards Ahmad. Sitting at my desk I put my ear phones in and started my work.

Ahmad
I've never had anyone let alone any woman come back at me the way she did. I really want to slap her ass, dumb broad. My feelings still remain the same. I'm going to try to see if Mr. Galles will get me a new partner. Hopefully he will who knows, because I might just kill her. Well let me get back to work.

Taylor
Time has sped by, I packed all my stuff together and exited my office along with Ahmad. Walking out of the building I felt refreshed and excited to see my baby.

When I arrived to my mothers house I braced myself for the conversation that we were going to have. Walking in the house my mother was sitting at the dinning room table with her arms crossed.

"Where's Sasha?"

"She's sleep." She said dryly.

"What is that you would like to talk about?"

"I don't feel like you appreciate me enough so I think you should find someone else to watch Natasha for you." It didn't take me a long time for my anger to began to rise.

"Wow... Are you fucking kidding me ?" I know shes my mom, but I can't with her right now. She has to be playing with me right now... honestly.

"Watch your tone with me Taylor, I'm your mother." She's not acting like one... I swear she just too much for me sometimes.

"So let me get this straight you dont watch your grandaughter, because of your selfish reason."

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