Family

Cuarenta y dos

Miami, Florida
5:50 P.M.
Continued...

PLEASE EXCUSE ANY MISTAKES❤️

"AYE!"

Farah had already let go of of Novah's hand and made sure she was out of the way before throwing the cup of blue substance from the counter on her sister.

"Don't worry about me, hoe! I thought I already embarrassed yo ass enough!"

Trey grabbed her and tried to at least get her out of the way of her mother and sister, but she wasn't budging. And her mother was trying to get around Treyton just as bad.

"DON'T START YO SHIT, FARAH! WE JUST CAME TO TALK TO YO BUM ASS HUSBAND!"

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH, GIRL! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO CALL SOMEBODY A BUM?"

"Chill out, Farah, damn! Let they asses have that shit. You pregnant and Novah over there scared!"

But Farah wasn't trying to hear any of that. As much as she knew she would've felt bad being that it was her mother, she couldn't wait to be able to put hands on her.

"I really don't care right now, Treyton. These bitches took me there! I ain't finna keep letting that slick shit slide!"

"FUCK YOU! WE CAME FOR HIM! NOT YOU!"

"WELL BITCH BYE! HE AIN'T TALKING TO YOU NOR YO HOE ASS DAUGHTER!"

Fatinah finally raised her head. She had been trying to wipe the remainder of the peppermint flavored liquor out of her eyes, and she got most of it.

"Nobody came to argue, Farah. We just wanted to see about you."

"Yeah well like I said don't worry about me. Y'all can leave now."

Farah walked over to the corner Novah had crouched in after snatching away from Treyton. She felt a type of way about him basically "saving" her mother and sister, even if she knew he was right.

"Come on, Peaches. Mommy's sorry, baby."

"Scary."

Farah's heartbeat changed a little. Novah had never seen her like that before, but she wasn't thinking straight. It was as if her personality switched completely upon seeing them again after so long. She never meant to act out in front of her daughter, though.

"I know, boo. I'm really sorry. Can you come out, please?"

Novah looked her over before slowly carefully letting her body come out of the ball she had made. She stood up once she noticed her Farah wasn't making a move to take the anger out on her.

"I'm really sorry, Peach. So so so sorry."

Farah grabbed her up and kissed her all over her little face until she started letting out soft giggles. She had almost, ALMOST forgotten about the uninvited guests until Carolyn cleared her throat.

"We came here to talk so that's what we intend to do."

"You better take yo old as on, Carolyn. I'm sick and tired of you, bitch."

The entire shop went quiet. Farah had never in her life even thought about disrespecting her mother, but at this point is it even appropriate to give her that title?

"Bitch? I'll show you a bitch, you unfit ass mother."

"I'll be that just for you, BITCH! Especially when I know mine is well taken care of!"

Carolyn just let out a childish giggle. She knew that if she were to say one thing it would get Farah completely out of character. But that's what she wanted.

The whole point of their little surprise visit to Treyton was to somehow try and convince him to convince Farah to have a sit down with them as well as Morris. The family was still set on getting her to take care of them, and they were willing to fight dirty.

Carolyn and Fatinah had already been planning this particular plan for a while. They figured that they'd get Farah to fight or at least try to fight one of them, record it and be sure to get Novah in the video, then they'd take it up to higher authorities. If they couldn't get custody of the grandchild they "love" so much, they'd just go through the adoption process.

"That's okay, daughter. But how could you even stand here and say that when you couldn't give him ONE baby before? This one won't be any different."

Fatinah burst into laughter. She knew that would hit a never being that she came up with it. No matter how old she has gotten, she continues to show how bitter and childish she really could be.

However, the reaction they got was not one they were looking for. Instead of Farah going off on them, she just simply nodded her head, grabbed her daughter and left out. She was hurt.

Treyton and everyone else in the shop were left shocked. Nobody could move or even tell the mother-daughter duo the shut the hell up with all of the laughing.

By the time the shock had worn off, though, Carolyn and Fatinah were trying to get comfortable.

"Aye y'all gotta go."

"What? We came to talk to you."

"Ion give a fuck. Get the fuck out my shit now! Holla."

"Bum ass nigga. It's okay, though. Y'all gonna get y'all's. Hopefully she can hold this one for you."

The two just walked out without another word, and as bad as Trey wanted to grab both women by the back of their heads and throw them into the wall, he didn't.

"Man. Imma catch y'all later, dawg. Lock up for me."

"We got you, boss man. Go check on your lady, bruh."

Treyton nodded and walked out the shop just as Carolyn's car was speeding away. He knew that he'd be in for a ride awakening, or at least that's what he was thinking. He wish he could've said something to them or even Farah while she was in there, so now he was left with his negative thoughts the whole way home.