Daijah POV
"Okay, so whats up?"
"You know wifey?"
"Ha. Ha. Funny."
"I know right. That bitch set you up."
"What?"
"The little skank work for the APD and they after you. They would give me 10 mil and full custody of Lyric. If I don't they are going to take me down with you and give Lyric to CPS."
"Stop playin'."
"I dont play when it comes to my child. I'm serious. This bitch is after yo' ass."
"And you plan on doing what about this?"
"I'm not gone snitch you out, so Bianca is coming to help you hide."
"I'm not hiding."
"If you don't hide, their going to catch you or kill you."
"Ight. Whatever." His little attitude, he better fix it.
"Ok, first of all, check your attitude. Secondly, the first step for you is to put everything that you own in my name. Shut down all your trap houses, and tell your boys and hoes to hide."
"Shut it down?"
"Yes, if you don't, your crew is going down."
"Why does everything have to be in your name?"
"Cause you'll be 'dead' by next week. I thought you were smarter than this. "
"The hell?"
"We have to fake your death so they can just close the case." Bianca said as she walked in.
"How the hell are we going to pull this off."
"This is going to cost you money, but there is going to be a drive-by on your trap. In the process, you get shot with fake cops there."
"But, she works with them."
"It'll be a day where she is off."
"Ight. Where is my baby girl goin'?"
"I'm putting Lyric on a plane with my mom to Houston."
"Okay." By that time we were all out the door, about to get in the car.
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"Yes, baby. I will be back for you. Just facetime me anytime." I said while hugging a now crying Lyric.
"I love you mama." She cried harder as she let go.
"I love you too, baby girl."
"Daddy don't get any love?"
"No." She joked. He scooped her up and began tickling her while planting a billion kisses on her face.
"Okay." She squealed.
"I love you."
"I love you too daddy." She kissed his cheek before she went with my mom.
"Call me when you land." I yelled out as they walked into the airport.
I felt my body being pulled against his and he nuzzled his chin into my neck.
"Thank you." He said before giving me a simple kiss on the cheek. I turned as red as a tomato.
"Ahh, still got that effect."
"Shut up. Now move before Bianca whoops your ass."
"Ight." He said pushing me up with his knee.
"We'll meet up tomorrow at my house."
"Okay. See you later." He said and I walked to the car. When I got in I noticed that Bianca was sniffling a little bit.
"What's wrong?" I started the car.
"Nothing." She lied.
"What is wrong?"
"I know."
"What? What do you know?"
"I know that you still love him. I can tell by the way you look at him. He wants you and going to do anything to get you back."
"Of course I still love him. Why are you cryin'?"
"Because this is like in the movies. In the end, you're leaving me for him."
"Why would you say that? I love you . I'm not going anywhere."
"Sure, you say that, but in the end, I'm going to be the one brokenhearted."
"Bianca, I love you. I'm not leaving you."
"Just take me home." She said wiping the last of her tears before I started the car up again.
"I'll pick you up in the morning."
"No. I'll drive my self." She said before slamming the door.
"Are we really that bad?" I asked myself before backing out of the drive way. I decided to go visit my brother. I went to Rosa's Garden and grabbed a dozen of the prettiest flowers. I drove to the cemetery where he was buried. It seemed as if I had felt guilty for something. My heart was aching and my stomach kept turning.
"Hey." I spoke yo the tombstone before sitting down on the grass.
"I know I haven't been here since the funeral and I'm sorry. Your niece is absolutely gorgeous and I wish you could see her. I'm stressed, but I'm being strong. I think about you everyday. I wish you would come back to us. I need you, brother. Andre is on his way to manhood with a baby on the way. I've made amends with Detrick even though I know you don't want me to. I have to get over it, sorry. I'm so sorry I have to leave, but I love you. Ill be back soon. I promise." I said wiping the tears continuously. I placed the flowers then took a picture of the tombstone.
I got in the car and made my way to the doctor. I thought about my situation as I waited. It all didn't add up. He either lied to me or it was wrong.
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Take My Heart (Sequel to The Wrong Love)
Teen FictionIt's the sequel. Read to find out. If you haven't read the first one, you won't understand. Copyright© ShootingStarzz_™ 2015