One Night Stand

Chapter 16

O N E N I G H T S T A N D

Milan

Milan cleaned up the mess that Tyreek had made while he ate. She sighed while picking up the dishes and carrying it downstairs to wash them. Since Tyreek house was still trashed and nobody had cleaned it up, Tyreek was staying at Milan's house. The past week consisted of working long hours at work, helping the kids with school then taking care of a grown ass man. Milan knew it would be stressful but Tyreek was too damn much. He needed something every minute. One minute he wanted juice then the next minute he needed his feet rubbed. He was damn sure abusing his little time out. His medicine had kicked in and the pain was partially gone. In due time, he would be up and running like usual.

A'liyah and A'lijah fought over the game like they always did. After finishing washing the dishes and straightening up the kitchen, she stormed in the living room and grabbed the controller to the PlayStation four. Both the kids looked at her like she was fucking crazy.

"I don't want to hear y'all arguing over a damn game especially when them rooms ain't cleaned up. Go clean them rooms!" She yelled.

"Attitude problem." A'liyah mumbled.

Milan turned around and grabbed A'liyah by her shirt. Her small body jerked back. "Excuse me little girl. What you just say?"

"I didn't say anything." She answered.

"Yes you did. Don't be scared to repeat yourself now. Now what did you say?" Milan asked again.

"I said you have a attitude problem."

"Let me break down to you right now little girl. I'm the one that carried you for nine months. I'm the one that experienced the back pains, the headaches, the cravings and the swollen feet. I'm the one that pushed a seven pound baby out of me. Not one baby but two! I'm the one that woke up in the middle of the night to change your diaper, feed you, and play with you. I'm the one that buys your clothes and pay for everything you need. I'm the motherfuckin one that's there for you when you're sad or crying! I bought you into this damn world. I'm the one that pays the bills, keep nice clothes on you and keep your stomach full. If I wanna' have an attitude problem then I sure will. Now go clean up that damn room and get in bed since I have an attitude problem."

She rolled her eyes and stormed upstairs. Milan straightened up the living room and turned the game off before going upstairs. She walked in her room and found Tyreek sitting on the bed with A'liyah on his lap.

"Why you yellin at my daughter? Is you crazy?" He asked.

Milan rolled her eyes. "Tyreek don't do that. Don't spoil her she was wrong for what she did that's why I yelled at her."

"How she wrong for expressing how she feels?" He asked again.

"The child is six years old! She's not old enough to be having an opinion. She needs to stay in the child's place and show some respect to me. When I was growing up I couldn't tell my mother she had an attitude problem. I'll get my ass beat!"

"Just don't be yelling at my child just because you got a attitude." He argued.

"Hell yeah I have an attitude! I'm working long fucking hours a day, I don't get home until like three in the morning. Then I have to get up at seven and get the kids dressed for school and out the house by 7:45. Then I come home to clean, cook, take care of you."