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Nicole

"I want sketty!" Shay shouted.

"I want pizza!" Junior shouted.

"No!" Shay yelled.

"Yes!"

Junior pushed her to the ground and hit her.

I pulled him off of her and picked up Shay.

"Go sit on the couch!"

I rocked Shay and he stomped off.

I hate when they fight. I was told by Janet, that Michael and Jermaine fought all the time, meaning they got his temper.

Hell, now Michael might lose it because Junior touched her. He refuses to have a son who would ever hit a woman.

"Babe!" Michael called.

"Kitchen. Shay, I'll make you pasta and we'll have pizza tomorrow." I said and she nodded.

"I help?" She questioned, looking at me innocently.

I nodded and she smiled.

Michael walked in and I put her down.

"Heey, little mama." Michael said and kissed her cheek.

"Juwior hit me." She said.

Really, Shané?

Michael looked at me and I turned away.

"What happen, Nikki?" He asked.

I hate when they get in trouble. I can't stand to see them cry.

Michael walked behind me and asked again.

"They were arguing about what they wanted to eat and Shay said no. I guess Junior didn't like that, so he pushed her to the ground and hit her."

"Where is he?" Michael asked.

"Don't hit my son." I warned.

"I'll tap his hands. I'm not going to flat out, beat him." He said and rolled his eyes.

"I know that." I said and took out the pasta.

He left and I couldn't hear what he was saying to him, but I could hear Junior start crying.

I sighed and distracted myself with cooking.

I wanted to go comfort him, but Michael would be mad.

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