Window Seat

7

Fatima went to go get Ayla a dog. Ayla was super excited, but when she got there, she ended up being scared of all the dogs.

"How are you scared, but you want a dog?" Fatima asked

"I don't know"

"Come on, lets go home"

"Please, please, please, can we stay? I want to find a doggy"

"Fine"

Ayla seen a dog in the back. It was just laying down, while all of the other dogs were barking. That was the dog she chose.

"This dog is quiet, you sure about this one? Why'd you pick it?"

"Because he's like me at school."

"What does that mean?"

"I never have friends. I have to be alone. I want this one because he's like me. I love him already"

"I'm pretty sure that you'll make friends at your new school. You don't have to be alone."

"Mommy always makes them run away"

"Mommy isn't here anymore. You're staying with me. I'm your sister and I'm always going to protect you."

"I like it here. I like my brother too. I have to tell him about doggy"

"You call him brother now?"

"He is your boyfriend"

"He's not"

"He said it. He does not lie"

Fatima laughed. "It's whatever he says at this point."

They got the dog and all of the supplies that they'd need for it. They went back home and Ayla loved her dog.

*North Carolina (the Wilson residence)*

Mona's doorbell kept continuously ringing. She finally opened the door.

"What are you doing here?" Mona asked

"You know why I'm here. The topic of this conversation should be Ayla"

"What did Fat-"

Madam cut her off. "Again, the topic of this conversation should be Ayla."

"I want my child."

"You don't want her."

"I want my fucking child. If I would've known that Fatima ass would try to take me to court, I would've just kept her. Talking about she got bruises. Of course she does, she's bad as hell. All she do is ask for shit and complain about everything. Then, she wants to cry and act like a fucking baby."

"She's 4. What do you expect from a 4 years old?"

"To act like a 4 year old. When she cries, I whoop her ass! I'm not about to sit and baby her."

"Maybe she's crying because she's never had real food. Why in the hell would you feed her hotdogs?!"

"What else am I supposed to feed her?! I don't cook!"

"But you can try though. I've seen you cook full meals for men that you haven't known for a week. That's your child! You laid up and made her."

"On accident!"

"Don't lie, you loved her until Tima left for college. Tima raised her until she left. You started beating Ayla"

"Well, her ass is bad. That's my child. If I wanted to beat the hell out of her, I can. Like I said, she's bad as fuck."

"Doesn't give you the right to beat on her though."

"I can do whatever the hell I want"

Unbeknownst to Mona, Madam was recording. She wanted to get actual evidence of what was going on. Mona cut the recording off and punched Mona in her mouth.

"Bitch!" Mona yelled

"You think this shit all fun and games? I'm never going to sit up and watch you talk about my little cousin like that."

"Babe! Come get this bitch" Mona yelled upstairs

A man came down with a gun.

"Shoot nigga, I ain't scared" madam says

"You sure about that?" He loaded the gun

"Very"

"I want to see you shoot it" Raphael says while putting the gun to his head. "Put that little shit down"

He lowered his gun.

"Protect yo bitch" Madam says. "She knew that calling your ass down here was a dead mission. She knows that I'll kill yo ass. The only thing stopping me from killing both of y'all is this court case. Show your ass up in court! Every time I see you Mona, I'm punching you in your shit. I don't give a fuck if you're in the middle of having lunch. I'm on your ass until the day you die hoe."

"Get the fuck out of my house" Mona yelled

"Shut the fuck up" Madam punched her in her face again.

"That's enough" Raphael says

"I'm just now getting started. I'm coming back. You better have your ass in court."

Raphael and Madam left.

"Didn't Fatima tell you to take it easy?" Raphael asked

"I didn't kill her, did I?"

"No"

"So, she's good. I could've killed her for the shit that she was saying."

"The plan was for you to get the recording and leave."

"The plan was to let her know who she's fucking with. I got the recording and popped her ass. I'm not going to allow her to do that shit."

"You have to calm down though. This is a legal case now. You can't handle it the street way if she's taking it to court."

"I know, it's already done now. Fuck it"

*ATL*

"Bro, you want to go to this Christmas party tonight?" Tony asked

"What kind of party is it? You know that you love strippers"

"Ain't no strippers gon be there. All the ladies going to be there."

"I already got one."

"You just told me yesterday that you and her were just friends."

"Friends that can grow into a solid relationship."

"Technically y'all not together, so you can still go out."

"That's why your relationships be failing before they get started."

"Because I go out?"

"No, because you'll have a good girl and turn around to be all in another girls face. Then, you never even tell the girl that you're going out. You have to know how to communicate. If you have a good one, stick with her. I'm never going to intentionally play in Fatima's face. She's not for the bs."

"What she over there doing to you?"

"We had a very long conversation last night. We connect differently. It's only been a week, but I'm not letting her go."