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Makiah Smith| 6 Months before epilogue|
"Kiah! Help me" La'riah strained out once the box got too heavy. This was the last thing they had to pack before they took their flight in the morning. They were moving down south to be closer to La'riahs mother and family. She was currently three months pregnant, the insemination working on the first round like the couple prayed for.
"My bad baby" Kiah laughed at how hard she was struggling. She was honestly so excited to be starting a family with the love of her life. She proposed to La'riah three years ago, then finally getting married a year after and now she was finally completing their little family with a baby.
But something had been daunting Makiah for years. Things she pushed off from her caring wife. Someone was walking this earth when they weren't supposed to be.
Makiah was definitely no god, no saint, and no devil. Yet today she felt as if she had the power to do what only one person posses. _________________________________
After hours of packing they were finally finished and packed to go. They'd be staying in a hotel for the night so they could catch the flight while the movers would be there early morning to ship their items.
"Where you bout to go baby?" Riah asked, finally getting comfortable in the bed. She never really liked hotel beds as they all were generally uncomfortable to her. Even worse now that she had a growing baby in her small belly.
"Gotta pay someone a visit foe' we leave here for good" she smiled, leaning down to swiftly place a kiss on her lips.
La'riah stared at her in awe before a pout formed its way on her face, "can you jus' be quick? I can't sleep without ya' " she frowned.
Makiah rolled her eyes, knowing if Riah was tired enough she'd knocked with or without her present. She didn't plan on making this visit long, just something rememberable.
"I gotchu' baby" she whispered, kissing her once more before exiting out the house. Unbeknownst to La'Riah, Sleeze had left her phone at the hotel. Carrying nothing on her but a burner in case she needed something.
She was dressed in all black, with a Nike pro ski comfortably wrapped on top of her locs. The location she knew they'd be at was only a thirty minute walk from her hotel, purposely planned by her.
She set off on the walk, anger filling every doting step. Things raced her mind, how did she wanna go about this? Quick and easy? Or slow and torturous? She couldn't decided.
Making it to the broken down house, there was one light on upstairs that she could see from outside. One car outside, very familiar to her as she's been stalking this one car for the last three years.
