Beauty and the beast

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          "It's almost Christmas, I've had to cancel and reschedule the baby shower a million times, Miami- Dade county mugshots page posted you, people been tagging me in it since you turned yoself in like a fucking gook. I can't scroll or tap without seeing hashtag free Glock on yo homeboy's post or on they stories when they doing they lil video visits with you. Let me ask you something, when the fuck are you coming home?" I paced the living room. After spending some time in that safe house we were back home.

         Dae's team checked the house and sure enough, bugged like a mothafucka. They know how to detect them somehow. "Bae I'm coming home soon." "You keep saying that! When the fuck is soon? I'm starting to lose my fucking patience!" My voice cracked. "Bae please don't cry again." He sighed. "This the sixth time and we only been on here for five minutes." "Shut up!" I wiped my eyes. "Is Twon there with you?" "Yes." I nodded. "Put me on speaker." "Okay hold on." I took the phone from my ear and put it on speaker.

         "Aye Twon you handled that?" Dae asked through the phone as I sat down. "Yup." Twon nodded as if he could see him. "And everything went smooth right?" "Man everything went perfect, that shit was seamless." "Did what?" I looked between Twon and the phone confusingly. "Nothing for you to worry bout baby. Twon you been staying at the house right?" Dae brushed my question right off. "I been here since the beginning. I'm looking after the wife and the lil bros, I swear." He spoke truthfully. He has not left our side once since Dae turned his self in.

        "I appreciate you cuz, I know you is. I love you man." "I love you too man, you ain't gotta worry bout shit, I'm handling everything for you. The lawyer say he gone come up there tomorrow too." "Good, good." I can tell Dae was nodding. "Twon do me a favor and walk away right quick." Twon got up and walked down the hallway, entering the room he's been sleeping in shortly after. "How you just gone tell a bitch to walk away with my mothafucking phone?" I grumbled while I picked up my iPad and started scrolling on Facebook to be nosey.

        As I scrolled, a news story popped up on my feed. "47 year old Miami- Dade detective, Detective Stanley Mitchell was murdered in his home. As of now officers have no leads or evidence. The mayor has placed the County of Dade on a mandated 12 o'clock curfew until further notice." The video said. My stomach turned as a picture of the detective that held me and the boys at gun point flashed across my screen.

          "Glock said he love you." Twon said as he walked out the room. "He wanted me to relay the message, he had to go." I couldn't speak, my mouth was completely dry. I picked up my iPad and turned it towards him, letting the video play. "Twon please tell me y'all didn't have any thing to do with this." I shakily said. "Listen, Ky-." "No Twon, don't listen Kyha me! That's a detective, you know how much fucking trouble y'all could get in!?" I started raising my voice. "It had to be done." He shrugged.

"And honestly ion think you should stress yoself over minute shit like that. Yo husband coming home soon, focus on that cuz. My girl coming over in a lil bit if that's okay with you. Imma gone take a shower and wait for her to get here. If you don't see me no more tonight, good night. Love ya lil one." He gave me a hug and walked away. I just sat there, too fucking stunned to speak. After sitting there with my face on the floor I decided to go to my happy place, the nursery.

The decorators we hired came and did their room, the theme is Little Prince and Princess. Which is the theme of our dragged out baby shower. I walked inside and sat in the rocking chair, rocking myself back and forth. I've found a lot of comfort from this. I picked up my phone and called Dae, of course he has a personal phone in there. "Daeshawn I'm not going through this no more." I cried before he could greet me.

"This is not healthy for me, I'm already scared going through this pregnancy after what happened with my last one. On top of that I'm carrying more than one baby. The doctor just told me they noticed that I'm stressed, like why are you doing this to me? You are literally fucking with me right now!" I sobbed. "This is yo last time going to jail and I mean it! You gone leave all this shit alone and you gone make them niggas start rapping today! I don't give a fuck if we gotta turn one of these rooms into a fucking studio."