His Protector

Chapter 3

"Who that bitch you taking my kids to see huh?!" She shoved me against the wall. "You fucking on that light bright ass bitch assum?!"

My heart hammered in my chest. How did she know? Who the fuck told her that shit.

My breath got caught in my throat, "A babysitter they can't stay home alone while bof' us working."

She smacked her teeth, "Ole fat ass li' weak dick ass nigga," she said kicking me in my stomach causing vomit to rise in my throat.

Throwing up on her and her shoes...

She screamed loudly making me lift my head up quickly. "I am so sorry! I ain't mean to do that."

"You raggedy bitch!" She screamed slapping me. "Ion wanna be in yo nasty ass throw up!"

She yelled and stomped off to her bedroom while I rushed to finish throwing up the rest of the shit in my guts.

Allat cinnamon butter and rolls don' catched up to my ass. I contemplated setting up a doctors appointment because, a nigga lowkey been gaining hella weight and getting sick damn nea' every other day.

Stomach bug assum shit...

I walked into the kids room expecting them to be sleep, but KJ was up just watching the door. "Hey dada man," I say kissing over his chocolate moisturized face.

I walked around the room bouncing him before he slow lulled himself to sleep. I sighed putting him in his crib.

I stared at my kids' sleeping figure tryna hold in my tears, "We gon' leave give dada time I promise."

I fell asleep in a chair between them, back aching.

Next Mornin'

"No! Get the fuck out my fuckin' face li' girl!"

I instantly jumped up out my sleep without stretching or anything and immediately walked to the kitchen to see Jenesis starring at her "mother" with a bowl in her hands.

She mugged me pushing past both of us out of the door.

I sighed and dropped to my knees infront of her, "Whatchu' need mama?"

Her lip poked out as she pointed to the cereal on top of the refrigerator. I grabbed it pouring a li' bit in her bowl. She mumbled a small thank you and went to sit at her kiddy table.

"Daddy has to go to the doctor in a minute so make sure you're dressed," I said heading to hop in the shower.

As I undressed in the mirror, I looked at the weight I was gaining, what the fuck cuh.

After my shower I was heading to the kitchen when I seen him holding my son on the couch. I sped walked to this nigga cause put my fuckin' son down yo.

He clicked his teeth. "Yo put my fuckin' kid down cuh. What the fuck is you doing?"

"So hostile. Watch your mouth with me baby boy," Donovan said laying KJ on his stomach on the couch. I ignored him and picked up my son and taking him to his room.

"Jen do something for daddy okay? Find you something pretty to wear and something for your brother. Daddy will be back," I said closing the door and locking it from the outside. Weird ass nigga.

Before I can even make it fully into the living room, he grabbed me by my throat pushing me against the wall. "You know ion like to be disrespected na boy," he said while kissing down my neck.

I kept my face monotone to not give him any satisfaction. His hand rubbed down my shirt, "I'll be back later."

I slammed the door as he walked out and stormed off to the kids room and unlocked the door.