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~weeks later~
amari is out the hospital still recovering and i honestly don't want to bother him but i still got money to make and we both still got to do co-parenting so he gonna have to put the situation aside
"azzy you ready?" i asked walking to the front door
"yes mama" she smiled following me with her ipad in her hands. recently i let her pick out her own outfits snd she lowkey been doing her big one...honestly
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"you got a big ole head just like yo fatha" i laughed snapping her picture
"you jealous mama" she smiled and i laughed harder making her giggle
"yup mama sure is jealous"
"we gonna see dada today?" she asked
"yup dada feel better now"
"Okay yay!!" She clapped
you know the routine, got in the car got her some lunch and made my way to amari house, pulling into the driveway
i sighed turning the car off hopping out & getting azari's bag. i felt a cold gust of wind behing me letting me know amari was behind me
"this is her bags and i got her some food on the way so she should be tired inna few" i passed him the bag, avoiding eye contact with him
"aighht come on zari" he spoke low and stern
"Dada whats wrong?" Azari asked and i looked up at him
he looked tired, worn out and he still look sore from whatever even happened that day.
"amari you takin pills again?" i asked looking into his eyes
"we ain't here fa dat samirah, come on azari" he called out to her avoiding eye contact
"okay" she followed behind him focused on her ipad
"amari if you back on pills lets me know ion want azari around that shit" i followed them into the house.
"samirah shut that shit up aii? niggas not taking pills, and go play azari"
"amari i know your lying to me " i pushed him into a room
"mane watch out cause yo ass aint care bout me or our daughter when you was on dat nigga, ian tryna hear yo sob story or shit you gotta say samirah" he said sternly
"Amari you aint think bout me when you was on amanda either so cut that shit"
"kcutt you still on dat? That was 3 years ago and you just now getting yo get back when shit goin good?" he mugged me
i pulled up the photo waving my phone in his face waiting for a response but instead he laughed demonically ....ew?
"dat shit was 3 years ago, like i said samirah" he continued laughing "yo ass slow cuzz" he shook his head walking out the room
i zoomed closer into the picture looking at his teeth seeing that he had braces and his got those off 2 years ago...
