61 - just listen

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ik i been slacking on updates but im srry yall i aint been writing for this book that much (still like 15+ chapters that are prewritten) and i've been writing the book for jaxon and jace's parents 🫶🏾

ik i been slacking on updates but im srry yall i aint been writing for this book that much (still like 15+ chapters that are prewritten) and i've been writing the book for jaxon and jace's parents 🫶🏾

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"Melody!" I heard momma call me as I was sorting through clothes on the floor of my room.

"Coming!" I yelled back, fixing my glasses on my face.

I stood up, brushing off my biker shorts and pausing the music playing in my airpod.

I left my room, closing the door behind me and I made my way downstairs.

I walked past the fake ass bitches in the living room and walked into the kitchen, ignoring the feeling of someone staring at me.

I walked in and saw my momma drinking some wine in there as my Tt's were drinking with her and they were talking.

I looked over at Chanel who was in a high chair, attempting to eat some nuggets and fries and had spilled juice on her shirt.

"Yes, momma?" I answered, instinctively walking over to Chanel and dipping her nugget in the barbecue sauce before helping her eat it.

"You up there packing?" She asked and I looked up at her.

"Yeah. Ima need to run to the store to get a few things before I go though." I told her, rubbing Chanel's head as I spoke.

"Meme." I heard and looked down at Chanel.

"Hm?"

She held up one of her fries with her hand covered in barbecue sauce. Kids are just...yeah.

I swear she think I'm her second momma. I just babysit a lot.

I grabbed the fry and she smiled, looking away as she continued eating. I threw it away when she wasn't eating and pretended I ate it.

"Juice." She called out and I grabbed her sippy cup off the counter.

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