Alright two little scandals then we wrapping this up.
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Pulling up to Tiara's house, Drea parked in the driveway and hopped out. Tiara called her and asked if she could come over. The sound in her voice had Drea worried so before their call ended she was out the door and headed to her. Walking inside the house, she glanced around. "Tiara." She called out. "Tiara!"
"I'm in here." Tiara answered.
Drea walked into the living room that was completely destroyed. Tiara say on the couch with her head on her hands. Red long scratches ran down her neck and the t-shirt had on was ripped. Her hair looked like it was pulled by the way her ponytail sat.
"Tiara, what the fuck happened?" Drea questioned. She knew the answer she just wanted her to say it.
Hesitantly, Tiara lifted her head showing her face that was unrecognizable.
"Ya baby daddy did this?" Drea asked. She remembered all the times Marco joked about him beating her up. The way he brushed it off it was obvious he didn't take what they went through serious.
"Yes." Tiara managed to say. Her jaw was dislocated from him punching her and her bottom lip was swollen.
"Fuck this." Pulling her phone out of her pocket Drea went to call Marco but Tiara jumped up.
"Drea, no! Don't call my brother."
"Girl you fucking serious right now?! Tiara, I can barely recognize your ass. If I kept this a secret from your Marco he'd kill the both of us and you know it. And if your brother doesn't get this bitch ass nigga, I will! Did you forget what I'm capable of?!"
Tiara shook her head.
"I'm calling all three of your brothers matter of fact." Drea said while walking away to the kitchen. Tucking her phone under her ear, she waited for Marco to answer while she found something cold to give Tiara. He had something to handle that already had him pissed off so this was about to make shit worse.
"Hello." He finally answered.
"Get your brothers and come to your sisters house."
"Why?"
"Just do it, Marco." Not giving him a chance to respond, Drea hung up the phone and tossed it on the counter. After finding an ice pack, she grabbed it and went back into the living room. "Who has the kids?" She asked while sitting down and handing her the ice pack.
"He has them." Tiara responded.
"Wait so all of this happened in front of them?"
"Yes."
"Look, I'm not the person to try and push nobody to do anything but Tiara this shit right here is not fucking okay. There is not enough love in the world the can make you stay and deal with this shit. Please love yourself enough to walk away from anything that causes you any type of pain. The last thing any of us need is to get call from the county morgue saying they need us to identify you because you decided to give him just one more chance. Cause that's usually the next step, you know that right?"
"I know. I'm done with him. This shit happened because I was fifteen minutes late from work Dre. He wanted to go hangout and because I wasn't at home on time this man beat my ass. He sits at home all day, doing nothing. I'm working, I'm looking after the kids, I'm cooking and cleaning. All he does is sit in front of the tv and complain."
"Why have you stayed for so long?"
"He's my first, everything."
