Kiara's pov
I looked at him angrily as he tried to figure out what to say.
"Why the fuck would you get her cremated?!" I yelled at him.
"Quit fuckin yelling at me mane! I'm sorry ok?! I just wanted to keep her with me!" He yelled back.
"I don't give a fuck about that! It's the fact that you burned our child to ashes!"
"So you don't give a fuck about how I feel?! I couldn't sleep without knowing she was under the ground! I needed her with me, especially after my mom died!" He yelled
"I know how you feel! But that doesn't give you the option to set her on FIRE!" I was screaming and in tears by this point.
"I DIDN'T SET HER ON FIRE! YOU'RE MAKING IT SEEM LIKE I KILLED HER! THE BITCH WHO ACTUALLY KILLED HER, I CREMATED HER MY OWN DAMN SELF!" He said roughly grabbing my arm, squeezing it hard as fuck.
"ITS CRAZY HOW SHES IN FUCKIN ASHES AND YOU EXPECT ME NOT TO BE MAD! SHE WAS MY CHILD TOO! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!" I said trying to snatch my arm away but he had a good grip.
"I ain't got time for this" he mumbled letting me go.
He rolled his eyes and walked to the dining room.
"I'm not fuckin done with you Michael!" I called after him but he kept walking.
"Mommy?" I heard Yadira say.
I looked at her standing on the top of the stairs wiping her eyes.
I wiped my tears, went to her, and picked her up.
"What's wrong baby?"
"Why you sho mad?" She asked me.
"I'm ok Dira. You tired?" I said.
She nodded her head.
She's sleepy today.
I took her back to her room and put her to sleep.
I went back downstairs to see Sammy sitting at the table on his phone, his face red like shit.
I went into the kitchen to get something to drink because my throat hurts from screaming.
I grabbed a water and walked into the living room.
In my other hand, I still had the bottle with her ashes.
I twisted and turned it in my hand, watching her ashes move around.
My eyes started to swell as I thought about the past, present, and the future.
Past: Why was it Saniyah that had to leave so soon?
Present: Is Sammy gonna want the ashes back after our argument?
Future: How will we tell Yadira that she had a sister?
I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt Sammy sit next to me on the couch.
He grabbed my face and wiped my tears.
"Stop crying ma', please" he said, waiting for me to respond to him.
But I didn't respond to him or stop crying.
"Baby? Look, I didn't mean to grab your arm like that. Just please, stop crying" he said rubbing the arm he hurt.
"That's not why I'm crying" I mumbled.
"Kiara, stop fuckin mumbling. You know I hate that shit" he said.
"I said that's not why I'm crying!" I said getting irritated.
"Ok, damn. You didn't have to yell" he said sitting back.
I sighed and ignored him.
I pulled out my phone to see I got a text from Dice.
Dicey🎲❤️ : yo child loves me😌 she was beggin for me earlier this morn .
Me: nigga stfu , she prolly just wanted to play in yo hair .
Dicey🎲❤️ : exactly😂
I read it then went on Instagram.
I got a notification that says I've been tagged in something.
It was a throwback picture of Sammy and I.
'Sammy's outta jail guys !😭😍' the caption read.
I liked it and commented '☺️' then posted an old, but cute, picture.
I locked my phone and looked at Sammy, who was on his phone.
I got a notification on my phone.
Sammy liked my picture and commented 'my whole ❤️'
I smiled a little.
"Baby?" He called for me.
"Hmm?"
"Stop being mad ok? I'm sorry I didn't tell you" he said.
"How long has it been?" I asked him, wanting to know how long he kept it from me.
"A week after the funeral, I had some of my niggas dig her back up for me" he said not making eye contact with me.
I sighed and got up to go to the bathroom.
He followed me though.
"I have to pee Sammy, get out" I said as he walked in the restroom.
"I've seen you cum, squirt, allat' so why is you peeing different?" He said fixing his hair in the mirror.
It was all poofy from him going outside.
I waited, tapping my foot.
"Go ahead, pee" he said getting out some shampoo for his hair.
"Are you seriously about to wash your hair in the sink?"
"Hell nah, in the shower. I'm just waiting for you to finish peeing. But you stalling" he said looking at me.
"Ok fine, just don't watch me pee. And don't listen, don't even breathe" I said.
I'm really shy when it comes down to this type of stuff.
We're super close, but peeing in front of people is off the limits for me.
He put his hands up in surrender and turned around. He also plugged his ears in and held his breath.
I hurried up and used the bathroom then washed my hands.
I tapped his shoulders letting him know that I'm done.
He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled his phone out, getting ready to take a picture.
I playfully rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around his skinny waist.
He smiled and took the picture.
"First time I saw you smile in a picture"
"Cuz you make me smile mama" he said grabbing my legs, wrapping them around his waist. He pecked my lips a couple of times.
"Are you still mad at me?" He asked in between kisses.
I kissed back then pulled back.
"No, I see where you were coming from" I said digging my face into his neck.
He took me to the bed and laid me down.
"Imma go check on Didi then take a shower" he said.
He put his Super iPhone 9+ down and left.
(I HAD TO BROO💀💀^^)
I grabbed his phone and opened it, since he hasn't put a password on it yet.
I looked at the picture we took and sent it to myself.
After I got the picture, I posted it on my Instagram. Caption saying:
'wit his cute ass😍'
He's just so, ugh.
He gets on my nerves, but I swea, I love the kid.
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Sorry I haven't updated in 2 days.
I'm really trying to make these chapters longer but it's hard wit school and allat' shit so yeaa . I'll try to start updating sooner.
