Terminal One

A Promising END...

The next day...

"This is ridiculous..." Fatima mumbles giving up for the 100th time that morning. 

She takes her phone from the table, "I'm buying a money machine." "Cupcake that's not necessary..." "Big Ma. We literally had to gut your mattress to even get all the money out. Then I feel like we've counted the same bills at least five times already. I can't believe you've been sleeping on this...LITERALLY!" scrolling through her phone.

"I'll be back." getting up from the floor. 

"Cupcake, whea you going baby?" "I'm gonna head to Staples and buy a money counting machine along with some other stuff. Can you let Zac know when he gets back with the kids?" "Ok." Watching Fatima leave her bedroom.

She comes back, "Oh and Naomi is sleep in our bed and your new mattress will be here within a hour or so," "Ok." "Hopefully Zac will be back from dropping off the kids at school so that they don't have to come in."

"And even if they do. I'm not helpless." Fatima walks over to Big Ma planting a kiss on her head. "I know..." She smiles. "I just want you to stay safe."

Big Ma shook her head smiling. "Ok Cupcake." she uttered, going back to counting the money.

Fatima checks on Naomi, who's sound asleep in her and Zac's bed, praying that even the smallest step won't wake her.

She goes to her closet to get dressed quickly, opting out to put on her sneakers so that she can creep out unnoticed...

"Mommy..." "SHIT!" she hissed, "Yes Nugget..." "Wh u do..." "Mommy has to go to the store Baby. Why don't you go sit with Big Ma and finish your nap..." "Otay..." Naomi babbled climbing off the bed.

She waddles out of Zatima's room. 

"BI MA!" "What'ch wan Nugget?" "Tottie..." "Fatima laughs, hearing Big Ma reply, "Girl. You can't have none of Big Ma's powder milk. What'ch you wan my titty fou?..."

Fatima cackles, "Big Ma. She asked for a "cookie"..." "Awe hell." Big Ma sighed, getting up "Listening to hea all that mess sound the same."

Shaking her head, making it to the bottom of the steps.

Knock, knock, knock

"Who is it?" "Mattress Firm..." "Hold on please." Fatima yells back, going to the foyer table.

Click, click... "Yup." she assured herself, then tucked the gun in her jacket.

"Cupcake. Who at the dou?" "Your mattress Big Ma." Fatima called back, hearing Big Ma's footsteps come down.

Fatima looks back to see her coming down with Naomi in her arms doing her famous "Tottie(Cookie)" dance while singing her "Tottie" song to go along with it.

Opening the door, "Uh Hello." "Hello. This is the Taylor Residence correct?" "Uh yeah." Fatima mumbled, looking at the delivery man strangely.

She steps to the side, "Where's the room?" The man asked,

Fatima snaps from her thoughts, "Uh upstairs." Scratching her head, then remembered, "but just leave it here. My husband will take it up because we're waiting on her bed..."

"Cupcake I don' told you and Peanut I don't wanna new bed nah." "Big Ma. You're getting a new bed regardless, stop fussing.." Fatima yelled back at her.

The man chuckles, "My grandma is like that too..." "Stubborn.." "As a mule but I love her." "Yeah. We love her too." Taking his clipboard to sign.

"Cool." He says taking it back. "Have a great day." "You too...." The man says leaving.