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"Onika when do you plan on going back to your house?" My mom said as I was zipping Omari's jacket up.
I've been staying with my mom for about two weeks now ever since that night happened.
"I don't know mom. Is us staying here causing a problem for you?"
"Well yes and no. I love you guys here but you can't just stay here forever and not speak to him again. You have a kid with that man."
I rolled my eyes at my mom's response watching Omari run around playing with Luka, my mom's dog.
"Okay, mom. You could've just told me you didn't want us to be here anymore." I got up from the chair putting my attention on my son. "You know better not to run around Mari, quit it!" I said raising my voice already irritated with my mom.
"Sorry mommy."
"It's okay," I took a deep breath as my mom was trying to talk to me but I ignored her. "Mari say bye to your grandma, we're about to leave."
"Whyyy?" He asked slumping his shoulders.
"Because I said so and we need to go back home. We can't stay here forever."
Mari's head turned to look at his grandmother and he quickly ran over to her giving her a big hug.
"I had fun staying over here grandma!" He pulls back from the hug. "Can we do it again next time?"
"Yes sweetie we can, and next time it will be better."
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"So your ass finally decided to stop acting like a child and come back yeah?" Kevin said walking into the kitchen as I pulled my plate out of the microwave.
I ignored him sitting down at the table saying my grace before digging into my food.
"Hello? I know you fuckin hear me." He throws his fist down at the table.
I paused my chewing glancing up at him taking a deep breath
"Look, I apologize okay? I want us to go back to normal again." Kevin tries to grab my wrist but I immediately shoved him away. "What the fuck Onika?"
"We do not have anything to talk about."
"Yes we do! What are you saying? Matter of fact where's my son?"
"He's taking a nap on the couch." I turned in my chair now facing him. "You know it's funny how we were gone for 2 weeks and you didn't even decide to check up on your damn son. Do you even care?"
"Don't you dare question me about my damn son. Of course I care about him, the fuck? And even if I did wanted to check up on him, you wouldn't even let me probably!"
This nigga was just making excuses. That's his whole brand.
"We can't do this anymore." I let out looking him in the eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Me and you." I said pointing between us two. "I want a divorce, Kevin."
