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𝚘𝚖𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝
sherhonda sat in her living room with her feet kicked up on the coffee table, right over left. she had just gotten off work and instead of checking on her sheep, she went straight for a drink along with a cigarette.
her eyes darted from the television,that was playing martin reruns, to lashonda walking down the hallway with a whimpering kaleb.
" put dat fucking boa' down. he's eight. he can walk. " sherhonda's words only made lashonda hold kaleb closer as they entered the kitchen.
kaleb had just had a terrible episode and his only comfort was lashonda or kendell.
kendell being too young to process how bad the episode was, he sat on his bed and watched his sister hold his brother tightly, while rubbing his back.
that was before lashonda finally convinced kaleb that he needed to take his meds to get some type of relief.
sherhonda stood to her feet, slowly making her way to the doorway of the kitchen.
seeing lashonda grabbing kaleb's medicine from the cabinet, she instantly stopped her as she made her way to their direction.
" he don't need dat' shit. " she grabbed the bottle from her making kaleb sigh, knowing what was about to happen.
it was becoming too repetitive.
" yes he does! give em' back. " lashonda stated loudly, reaching for them, only for them to be pulled back further.
" no if this motha'fucka wanna be crazy, dats' exactly what he gon' be. " sherhonda pulled kaleb by his arm, dragging him off the counter he was sitting on.
" quit fuckin' touching me. " kaleb mumbled snatching away from her. his head was beginning to spin slightly, meaning he knew he was about to switch.
sherhonda were the only one who could trigger the personality he wanted to supress the most.
she stopped in her tracks facing him. pulling him closely, she held a smug on her face as she spoke.
" ion' give a fuck how crazy you is, talk ta' me with some fuckin' sense. ion' mind locking yo ass away again. "
his eyes fluttered closed with a huge sigh as lashonda watched helplessly, knowing she would probably do more harm than good.
top opened his eyes with a small smirk that sent chills down sherhonda's spine.
" bitch ion' give a fuck whatchu' do. just get da' fuck out my face. " voice sounding as if he hit puberty early, lashonda shook her head knowing it wasn't kaleb anymore.
sherhonda stared for a minute before yanking the boy up harshly, guiding him out the kitchen and down the hall.
" yeah you know da' put me in hea' cause i swea' i would cut yo tongue out in yo sleep and glue that bitch ta' yo forehead. " top rambled while chuckling slightly at her fast pace.
" beatchu' ah learn how ta' watch yo mouth then. "
sherhonda ignore the boy as she opened the small hallway closet, pushing him inside.
" keep on and ima get da' lady to end all this shit. " sherhonda stated, stilling holding a smug on her face.
top leaned against the wall as he stared back at her blankly.
