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Chapter 32: Watch Your Back

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December 28, 1998

~Ashari's P.O.V~

I decided to leave with Daryl because I refuse to be there with Yasir, his mother... While Daryl went into Urgent Care, I went right across the street to get some food at McDonald's. We sat outside instead of inside because Masir needs some space to run and it's not that cold.

We all ate a little earlier, but it was late and we didn't even eat it all. Our leftovers are at home. I feel bad because I'm the one that pulled out the switchblade in the first place. Then Daryl is the one who got slashed and it was AFTER I slashed her ass. None of us know her or there's no telling what the hell diseases she and Yasir have.

"I want toy!" Masir whined because his sister had the toy that come with the meal in her mouth.

"You got one already," I told him because I got them their own happy meals.

"I want two, mommy."

"That's a girl's toy, Masir. You got your own. Play with it." I told him. "Stop whinin' or imma give you somethin' to whine about," I warned.

He angrily huffed at me and continued to play with his toy.

"Want a French fry?" I asked Asiri.

She took the toy out of her mouth and I fed her a piece of a french fry. Masir took that as the chance to snatch the toy from Asiri and he ran off.

"Masir, get back over here!" I shouted as he ran all around the area, laughing.

Once Asiri noticed her toy was gone, she threw a hissy fit.

"Masir!" I shouted at him. "Come here," I said trying to give her a pacifier, but she wouldn't take it.

He laughed even harder and I stood up. "There you go, I knew that was my son!" Yasir said snatching him up.

"Daddy!" Masir said excitedly.

"Why do you always feel the need to take my kids away from me?" Yasir said walking close to me with Masir in his arms and his heifer on his side.

I rolled my eyes. "What do you want?" I sighed. "I'm so fuckin' tired of y'all. What are y'all followin' me?" I exasperated.

"I didn't follow you. I simply looked up the closest Urgent Care around here and boom, I just happened to spot my son across the street." He chuckled. "The you holding my daughter."

Irritated, I replied to him. "You know exactly why. You are always putting my children in harm's way. Always sayin' and doin' shit in front of them. Especially Masir, he's at a point where he's very impressionable, so he repeats and reenacts what you do, but you don't seem to care about that. I keep having to repeat myself." I spoke over a crying Asiri, at the same time trying to soothe her.

"You wouldn't have to if you at least let me see my kids. You act like I'm one of those niggas that don't wanna take of their kids." He frowned. "I'm very concerned for you because you can't seem to have a civil conversation with someone you were with for years. The man that you were with who was good enough for you to have two children with. What happened?" He frowned, but his face held a smile.