Fatima sat and took a breather and thought about who she was about to let have it first. Amour or her lying ass father. As she sat and thought to herself she had the perfect idea.
"ZACHARY!" Fatima slapped his arm. "GET UP!"
"What's wrong baby?" Zac asked, barely awake.
"I'll hit the shit outa you right now fake acting so sleep get up!" Fatima said sternly.
Zac heard the seriousness in her tone and slowly sat up. "What is the problem Ti?"
"Grab a belt and follow me!" She instructed.
"What did he do?" Zac questioned thinking she was referring to Amir.
"Do what I said!" Fatima says. She knew the moment she said it was amour he try to plead her case. Zac followed Fatima into Amour's room.
"Amour Zaria!" Fatima gently tapped her.
"Yes ma'am," she said through her sleepy voice.
"Get up and bring me that back pack," Fatima says.
"Ti what are you-"
"Zac please because the person you should've been questioning, you didn't." Fatima cut him off. "Amour hurry up don't move slow now."
Amour handed Fatima the backpack and she opened it up. The skirt was indeed still in there but Anour was half sleep and it slipped her mind.
"What did I tell you this morning?" Fatima asked Amour.
"Wear my own skirt or wear pants," Amour answered lowly.
"So why is Amari skirt in your backpack and don't lie to me." Fatima says.
Amour looked directly at Zac.
"Don't look at him, answer my question because I'll beat his ass too." Fatima says.
"Don't disrespect me in front of her," Zac says to Fatima.
"I don't wanna hear that-"
"Lower that fucking tone," Zac gripped Fatima's arm. "Not playing with you right now."
"I hear you," Fatima rolled her eyes, trying not to smile.
"Amour answer your mother," Zac instructed her.
"I changed at school but they called daddy so he knew about it!" Amour folds her arms. "He cursed at me."
"Don't turn this on your father! I gave you specific instructions and you didn't listen." Fatima says. "Hand me that iPad and that phone, you'll only have your phone at school for emergencies."
"But that's not fair," Amour grabbed her iPad and phone from her nightstand.
"You better be lucky I'm not beating your ass purple and I spared you! Now lay your ass down!" Fatima instructed before her and Zac left Amour's bedroom.
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It's the next morning and Fatima decided she was taking everybody to school and checking bags. She even went as far as walking Amour all the way to class.
"We're going to have a good day, correct?" Fatima put on her serious face.
"Yeah," Amour rolled her eyes. "If I have a good day can we go to chic fil an after school?"
"Ask your daddy, I can't pick y'all up today I have a hair appointment." Fatima says. "He'll most likely take you."
"No he won't," Amour makes a face, "just never mind."
