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"Bye, Mommy!" Amar yelled, waving back at the car.

"Bye baby! don't forget to hand out your invitations!"

"Okay. I won't," he yells and then walks off with his friends.

I pull away from the school and drive towards Mel's house. I look through my mirrors and get an eerie feeling. My paranoia takes over, and I keep checking my mirrors. I still didn't see anything. I take a deep breath and just keep my eyes on the road. The feeling never left. Then a car rammed into me. I sped up and turned but the car rammed into the back of me again, and my car spun and hit a pole. I feel my head hit the steering wheel hard and blood pours out of my head. I hear the car door open and very faint voices around me. I feel arms wrapping around me and I know I'm not in the car anymore. Everything faded to black after that.


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Malik


"You are fucking stupid Dre'!" I say trying not to laugh too loud.

"Nah. She tried to dump a baby on me. I was like ' Bitch he doesn't look shit like me. All the men in my family have big ass noses'."

"Yea that is true. Strong nose ass motherfuckers," Chance says.

I damn near fell out of my chair laughing. Chance is stupid as hell. I was just hanging with my niggas in my office. There was nothing to do but just goof off for us since we always have our shit done and in order.

"But how you gone diss us when you in the same family ass wipe?"

"Simple, that trait didn't carry over to me."

Everybody was cracking up at these two.

"Whatever Chance. You a punk ass bitch!"

"Yo' daddy you bastard!"

"What the fuck was that supposed to do? Hurt me? Shit, I don't even know his dead beat ass, so shit my daddy too."

I was crying laughing at these dumb asses. I just cannot deal with them.

"Nah, but for real Malik. How did you do it? Like how do you accept a child that's not yours."

"I mean it was nothing. I just treated Amar like I would treat my own."

"Speaking of your own, how's Mya?" Terrance asks.

I glare at him and shake my head.

"Why the fuck is it necessary to talk about her?" I ask.

"Well, I mean she was your first love and you did get her pregnant. I just wanted to know what was going on between y'all."

"Ain't shit going on with us. She aborted the baby anyway," I say, lowering my head.

"Did she?" Terrance asks.

"Come on Terrance. Drop it," Chance says.

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