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I answered.

"Hello?" I said , putting him on speaker.
"Manee you gotta get me outta here." Vade said.
"I know baby .. I know. I texted my lawyer and he said he'll handle your case yuh just gotta stay strong." I said.
"Niggas is in here calling me all types of faggots nd shit man. And you know I can handle my own but .. I gotta bad feeling bae I just don't know." He said.
"Be careful , Watch yo back , and keep a strong eye baby." My momma said to him.
"Vade please be careful. I'm not losing you while you in jail. I can't handle it." I said.
"I gotta get off the phone but ima call you later okay baby?" He said.
"Okay .. I love you." I said
"I love you too , tell ya moms I said bye." He said before hanging up.

I sighed and laid back into my moms chest.
I was ready to break down.

1 month later .. November 17.

I was in the mall with Kalone and Milano.

We were in a jewelry store getting a tennis bracelet for Valoure

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We were in a jewelry store getting a tennis bracelet for Valoure.
I looked to my left and seen Jerell.

I sighed and grabbed Valoure's stroller , trying to avoid him

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I sighed and grabbed Valoure's stroller , trying to avoid him.
He quickly caught me in the side of his eye and started walking over to me.
Kalone and Milano weren't paying any mind to me because they were talking to the jeweler.

"So you wasn't gon speak?" He asked.
"Hello .. Jerell." I said with a attitude.
"I been calling .. texting .. you just ignoring a nigga now?" He asked.
"Aight nobody ignoring you .. it's been a lot going on. My boyfriend got locked up." I said.
"Yea I know .. his manager been posting updates on him nd shit. But just cause he in jail don't mean treat me like i'm not around." He said.
"Jerell why is you doing all this?? It was a one time thing. Let it go. And i'm with son- my boyfriends son." I said , catching my mistake.
"Your son? You claiming his baby nd everything huh? Oh you attached foreal." He said.
"I wish people would stop saying that." I said.

"So you don't fuck with me no more? That's what you tryna say? Cause you know the dick was good and i'm just tryna figure out how you give it up like that." He said.
"Boyy bye." I said , walking away from him.
"Get yo ass back over here when I'm talking to you." He snapped.

That sentence made Milano and Kalone look at us.
I scoffed and turned around.
I walked back to him.

"Don't you ever—"
I nudged his head with my two fingers.
"talk to me like that again. Ion know what kinda nigga you take me for but i'm not the punks you obviously use to dealing with. I don't play that aggressive shit. Keep it the fuck cute Jerell." I said.
"Yessss ma'am. You ate him up real quick." Milano said , snapping his fingers.
"I just know .. you gon regret putting you hands on me. I know that." He said , before walking away.
"That's a threat?! Cause ion make threats , I make promises bitch ass nigga!" I said out to him with his back turned.

He put his phone to his ear and called someone.
All I heard was .. "Yeah .. get that nigga."
I was confused but didn't have to time to worry about it since Kalone and Milano came to me.

"The fuck just happened?" Kalone asked.
"Nothing .. that nigga just got me fucked up." I said.
"Well cmon , let's go get some food." Kalone said.

4 hours later .. 9:19 pm.

I had just put Valoure to sleep and usually around this time Vade would call me from jail.
I started getting impatient and called the jail because they were planning to transfer him.

"Um is Various Wilson still in your facility?" I asked.
"Um his is but he's actually in the jail hospital right now." The lady said.
"Jail hospital?? For what??" I asked.
"He was jumped and was slashed in his back this afternoon." She said.
"What?! What time?" I said
"Around 6. He's currently receiving his stitches and we will have him contact you after." The lady said.
"Okay .." I said , hanging up.

I immediately called Jerell.

"YOU GOT HIM JUMPED AND SLASHED?!" I yelled thru the phone.
"I told you that you was gon regret that shit you pulled earlier. Be happy I ain't get that nigga kilt." Jerell said.
"Jerell .. YOU LUCKY ION CALL THE POLICE ON YOU!" I said.
"You sure you wanna do that? Cause I know where ya moms and ya sister stay. It's nothing to get people over there and do them the same way people did Vade." He said.
"Not my mom and my sister Jerell please .. not them." I said.
"Aight , i'll just go handle Milano real quick." He said before hanging up.

I jumped up and threw on some clothes.
I put clothes on Various and put him in his stroller.
I ran downstairs and jumped in the car.
I sped to Milano's house hoping I would catch him before Jerell got there.
I still don't understand how Jerell knows all these certain things.
I got there and as soon as I pulled up , Jerells car pulled off fast.
Milano's front door was wide open.
I jumped out the car and grabbed Various out the backseat.
I slammed the car door and ran in the house with Various on my hip.

Milano was on the floor , bleeding from all over his fzce.
"Love on the brain"- Rihanna was playing on the tv.
(play the song.)

I put Valoure on the couch and dropped down on the floor.
I grabbed Milano's bleeding body and held him.
He was still breathing.
His face was completely bloody.
I couldn't even tell if his teeth were still there. 
My first thought was to call Kalone.
I grabbed my phone out my pocket and called him.

"Kalone help me! He got Milano please come over here now!" I cried.
"Who got Milano?!? I'm on my way!" He said.

I threw the phone on the floor , not knowing if I hung up or not.
I rocked back nd fourth with Milano's head in my lap.

"You gon be okay baby .. I promise. We gon get you help alright. Hang in there please." I cried.
"I can't- my face .." He stuttered.
"It's okay .. you gon be okay." I said again.

I kept repeating it.
I don't know if I was trying to tell myself that he'd be okay or him.

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