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games we play 9

i pulled up to the kids school and waited through the pickup line. yesterday we came to terms on pickup days and this is my day. all this over text because she refuse to let me in her house.

shrug my shoulders to that shit. whatever.

there was a knock on my window and i waited for the girls to get situated before pulling off.

"y'all hungry?" i glanced back at them. they screamed yes so i headed towards a wendy's. i'm tired of damn mcdonald's, i know that much. that's all they be wanting to eat if they get asked.

imma just stop asking.

"y'all look so beautiful with your braids."

"thank you papa. and guess what!?" breaunna smiled real big sitting up in her seat. i chuckled interested in what was so exciting. my little eight year old.

"what is it princess?"

"a boy said he liked me because of my hair!"

"oh hell no." i dropped my face so fast. she must not know. i've never heard them mention boys so that was shocking to me. almost hit the breaks. "no boys. you understand me?"

"but he is cute papa. and he says that i'm cute too."

"you heard me. no boys alright? you're too young."

"but mommy say-"

"i don't care." i shook my head. and onika better not be entertaining no bullshit with boys. the fuck is wrong with her? i glanced back seeing the frown on bres face but ignored it.

that's one thing i don't care about them being sad with me about. i said no boys, no boys. simple.

pulling into wendy's i got their food before heading to my house. i'll keep them for a little bit before i gotta handle some shit. they love when i bring them to my house, i don't know why.

ain't nothing exciting here at all. they just be wanting to sit on the couch and watch tv. i put it on then gave bre the remote before sitting next to them to eat my food.

"papa."

"mm?" i looked at braniyah. she was nibbling on a fry. the way she was doing it made me mug a little. what is wrong with children?

"you and mommy not together no more?"

"we are. why you ask that mama?"

"cause you and her fight."

"it's out of love baby, we still love each other."

she nodded eating a nugget and i kept with my food. i never look forward to explaining what we have going on to them because it wouldn't make sense. the last thing i want is for them to grow up and think the shit is okay for their own relationship. i'll go to jail for murder. swear.

so i rather leave them confused. bre is eight, niyah is five.... why would i explain?

when 6pm hit, i got them ready to take them home. i'm not sure what onika is doing but i'm sure she's there. she don't got shit else to do. unless she being a little hoe, then that'll determine how this drop off will go.

i'll hate to have to act a fool.

i got the girls situated, made sure they didn't have homework then took them home. yea i'm not supposed to be stepping foot in her house, but what do i have a key for? just wanna make sure my girls get in safely.

"mommmyyyy!!!!" bre yelled as we walked in. it was dark so i popped on the living room light. a little too damn quiet...but i figured she was sleeping. they said she does a lot of that now. "mommy!"