Abuse Is What He Does (Urban)

Part 2. - Chapter 4 -

Tasha POV
I walked in my apartment and sat down taking in that my child wouldn't have a father. I walked by my fireplace and saw a picture of Tory and I hugging.

I walked to the back of the apartment and looked around the baby room . So far I had a crib and diapers. I haven't painted the room yet because I wasn't sure of the gender. I was hoping it was a boy.

Chris POV
After I took my little drive I came back to the house. I looked down and opened a case that was standing in front of my door. I went to the kitchen with the case in my hand. I opened it and saw millions and millions of dollars and on top was a note saying:

"Take care ."
-Troy.

I looked down and just stared at the note knowing this is the last thing he said to me. Without trying to cry I counted the money .

15 million.

Makayla POV
After dropping Big Mama home, I with back to the house. Only entering a to a Chris. He looked up and all I saw was money in his hands.
I shrugged it off and sat on the couch turning on the tv. Chris later came.

"He left it to me." Chris broke out a conversation

"Left what?" I asked curious.

"They money." He said

"That's nice." I said.

"But I want to split it. Um- with you and Tasha." Chris said.

I opened my eyes shocking knowing Troy left the money with Chris because they have been friends forever.

"Um thanks." I said . Hugging Chris.

Big Mama POV
I walked in the house to see a case with money. Knowing Troy had put me in his will. I didn't care about the money I just wanted my son back.
I walked back to his room and saw a dark blue room, filled with baseball items, and he had a racecar bed.
Sometimes he spend a night here with me. I got a box out the garage and opened his closet only to see a full row of clothes. I started sorting the clothes for Good Will or keep.

Tasha POV
I knocked on Chris door, after being called over here for a meeting. Chris opened the door and I gave him a friendly hug, and waved at Makayla.

We all huddled around the kitchen table, and Chris walked to the back of the house leaving Makayla and I in silence.

Chris came back with a black suitcase and sat it on the table. He looked at me and Makayla. He opened it to only see stacks of dollars I would say it would be 10 million dollars in there.

Chris POV
I opened the case Troy left only to see Tasha eyes get wide like it was all hers.

"Troy let this to me." I said to break up the awkward silence between us.

"But I don't want it all for myself so I'm going to split it in three." I said

I counted to make sure 5 million was in the stack and I handed it to them. I nodded my head to tell them this meeting was over. I left the case on the table and went upstairs. I opened my bedroom door and sat on the bed and turned on the news and lit a blunt.

A few minutes later I heard a soft knock on the door.
"Come in." I said dryly.

Walk in a pregnant Tasha. She walked in closing the door behind her. She sat down in the chair. We just sat there there in silence to take in Troy was gone and the money situation.

"Chris I want you to be the father." Tasha said unexpectedly.

"Why? If it isn't mines." I said bluntly. Knowing I was sounding rude.