LIMH| Lean Into My Heart- Kay Flock

Chapter 38:Trust Issues

Justine POV

As much as I could care less about the nigga, he still my pops.

I know I can't leave Kaiyeer alone at home, so I opened my door and called Kay who was walking on the driveway until he turned around looking directly at me.

"What?" he jogged up to me a little with Kalani still in his hands, "C-Can you please watch Kaiyeer?" I was crying for some reason trynna hold it. I didn't know why. "My father's dead Kay"

I broke down completely in Kay arms as he still held his other child, hugging me with his other arm, "ight I'll stay here okay? do you need me to take you just incase the pain too much for you?"

I loved how much Kay seemed to care. The nigga really started becoming and acting mature.

"nah I got it" I sniffled,  "Just stay here with them" I was still in my clothes from the party so I decided to just pick up my car keys and drive all the way to the hospital so I could see him.

As much as I didn't really fuck with him like that anymore, I still had love for him. The last time I even saw my peoples was in December of last year.

I ain't even know that next year in the same month I would be visiting one of em in the hospital getting a phone call that one would be dead.

I made my way into Brooklyn Hospital Center which is the closest and the hospital I grew up at.

My parents barely saw me here when I got older and just stopped looking for me here completely when I was pregnant.  

The fuck am I even hea for?

"Hey I'm here to see- JUSTINE!" My mom yelled making my attention go directly towards her. "She's with me"

the lady had yelled something but I didn't get to hear her due to my moms dragging me by my arm.

"I'm so sorry baby" I looked at her weird as she hugged me. "mom you doin to much. The fuck happened?" she pulled away from the hug and held my hands softly caressing the top.

"Ya father was-" she started crying.

I was getting irritated. Bitch hurry up.

"Ya father was a good man alright? don't you ever think of ya father as something else" she tried to hug me again but I stopped her, "what the fuck happened? I'm tired of hearing you cry and not explain shit to me"

she took a deep breathe in and finally spoke, "Ya father was murdered yesterday on ya sons birthday. He was set up trynna meet in with some 16-year-old girl which didn't turned out to be her. W-when he went there looking and calling the girl to tell h-her that he was there, a woman walked up to him shooting him 2 times in the chest and 1 in the head" she broke down even more.

I was confused. That shit ain't make sense.

I was shocked hearing this.

The nigga was a perv and you crying?

"But luckily there was cameras and they were able to spot a girl that seemed to look 5'3 with long black curly hair" my mom said sounding relief.

5'3 with curly hair?

I don't wanna sound weird and point fingers but when I hear 5'3 with long black curly hair the only person I could think of was Kiara.

But that can't be cause what animosity does that bitch got against my father?

especially to set the nigga up?

"where can I see him?" I asked. One last goodbye wouldn't hurt. Ion know if I'll go to the nigga funeral but a bitch would try.