Nailah

Call me

Nailah Amrani

3 Years Later

POV

I came to the realisation and screamed, dropping the blade, I realised what I was about to do to myself, my friends to my daughter. I run into my room looking at her little body under the covers only her little tuft of curly hair visible.

'Mama?'

I run over to her next to the bed wiping my tears. 'Mama's here baby,' I pick her up and she latches herself unto my neck. 'You alright baby?' I say rubbing her back while walking up and down.

'Mhmm.'

'Mama loves you, baby'

'I love you too Mama.' she says grabbing my face in her small little hands.

She yawns and falls asleep on my neck again. I lie down with her on me and fall asleep with my whole life in my arms.

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Zaria is at Sofia's and I'm sitting on Khalees couch crying my eyes out. Me and Sophia barely talk anymore, she's just cordial and I don't blame her. What I did was unforgivable.

I sob placing my head in my hands Khalee rocks me back and forth trying to calm me down. It-it feels like I'm drowning. 'Come on Naih, don't do this to me.'

'You don't get it Khalee, i tried to hurt myself, I didn't think about you, about myself not even about my own daughter.' I cry harder looking at my surroundings. I look at the time then my black shark boots, I've not even been here for long. I stand up rubbing my hands on my black long sleeved jumpsuit. 'i-I need to pick Zaria up.'

'No. no Naih, I'll pick her up, this is not healthy.'

'No -n-no I promised her Ice Cream a-and I plan on fulfilling it.' I grab my birkin and walk out, what a birthday.

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'You wan black pum pum and chinese pum pum-'

'Zaria Mi'ari St.Patricks, where'd you learn that.' I say placing throwing away the empty ice cream bowl and looking at her. She looks at me with vanilla ice cream on her nose and wide green eyes.

They remind me of him so much, I haven't seen him in 2 years.

'Granma Dede.' she says before sitting on the couch.

'Good gosh.' I say taking of my Moncler jacket. I turn around towards the fridge hearing three knocks at the door.

Delivery.

I hear a pattering a feet as I place the minced beef and tomato sauce on the counter and walk towards the door to see but Zaria is already running towards me with a lollipop in her mouth and a Swarovski bag.

'Baby,'

'Where did you get that?'

'Daddy.' she says shrugging and licking her lollipop contently, smiling.

I walk towards the door opening it to see an empty corridor.

What?

'And this is for you.' she says standing behind me stretching out the bag still licking the lollipop. As I'm looking at her I realize something. Her necklace I never put that on her. Those shoes she was never wearing those.

I never put those on her and she was wearing her normal shoes when I dropped her off at Sofi's.

I take the bag from her grabbing her hand and walking back to the kitchen placing the bag down.