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How did he find out?! Omg....now he definitely won't leave her! *palms herself in the face multiple times* stupid! stupid! stupid! Now...I gotta find a way to get to him....that'll really hurt him.....I know! His baby and maybe even his sister. I ran to my BMW and drove to Lanister Dr. I ain't gon lie, this house was in the hood but imma get whats mine back.
*Knocks on door*
Tay: *opens the door* ugh what the fu-
*knocks her and drags her to the car* night night bitch
August POV
I was laying down with Yn when lil man came running in the room.....I looked as if he just woke but was crying. He comes to sit on my lap while rubbing his eyes.
What's wrong lil man?
Lance: I had a bad dream
What about?
Lance: TT Tay was hurt
*scrunches my eyebrows* wym Lance?
Lance: I had a dream that this lady hurted TT
*sighs* don't worry lil man I bet TT is okay just lay in daddy bed and when mommy get up then we'll go by TT to make sure aight?
Lance: ok daddy *lays by Yn and falls asleep*
I looked at my son and thought about what he said.....how in the world could he possibly think that? I went downstairs to the kitchen and fixed me a glass of water. After I filled the glass, my phone started ringing...it was Tay.
Phone Conversation
Tay you not gon believe what yo nephew just told me
Pooh: awe baby...what did our son say?
Pooh? Where's my sister?
Pooh: oh she's hanging around here somewhere *laughs*
I wanna talk to my fucking sister
Pooh: Oo you sound angry *sighs* oh Taaayyy your brother wants you
Tay: August he-
Pooh: you have 3 days to leave that bitch you call yo wife!
Pooh I swear to God if you hur- *dial tone*
End of Phone Conversation
*throws the glass* FUCK!
Lance: D-Daddy?
Oh Lance cmere
Lance: *comes toward me with tears* daddy why did you throw that?
Daddy is mad that's all ok but TT is ok alright so don't worry ok?
Lance: Ok daddy
Yn: August baby are you ok?
*picks up Lance* don't come over here...there's glass everywhere and I'm fine baby but I need you to pack up some clothes for you and Lance. I got some business to take care of and ion want y'all getting caught up in this shit
Lance: daddy what's shit?
A bad word
Yn: baby where are we going?
Y'all are going far away from here....now take Lance and go upstairs and packs clothes for a few weeks and I'll drop y'all off at the airport
Yn: but baby I can have th-
Do it now Yn! Please I don't want anything to happen to you or Lance...I'll explain everything over the phone once I know your safe out there
Yn: Fine! At least tell me where we're going?
Your going to Los Angeles by my Auntie Sophie....
