*Houston*
Mariah POV:
I know August was sincere wit his apology. He was real sincere. Tha nigga even dropped some tears. But...I couldn't fa'give him. I couldn't even tell him bout Jamarcus cuz it juss went out tha window. My feelin's got in tha way. I woke up dis mornin' thinkin' I needa hurry up and leave all dis shit behind. Afta I do what I need, I get dressed {MM}, put on my white sandals, I go downstairs. I get a trashbag from my pantry and walk into tha foyer. I take down every picture off tha wall and off tha table of me and August. And I thow'em in tha bag. I go in tha livin' room and take pictures off my shelves, tables, next ta tha TV. And throw those in tha bag, too. I grab tha photo album and take every single picture we eva took out. We took a lot of pictures. I look at'em and I smile...
Me: "Real romantic..." I said outloud
Then tha picture we took at Kirk and Janae's weddin' was tha next picture ta come up. I had two: a small one and a big one. I really love dis picture. Even though dat happiness was faked, it looked so real....
Me: "Damn I'm short"
I finish takin' tha pictures out and put'em in tha trash . I tie tha bag and take it outside then put it in tha bin and go back in. When I walk upstairs, my phone starts ringin'. I walk in my room and take it off my dresser then answer
*Call starts*
Me: "Hello"
???: "So you gon' tell me or not?"
Me: "Jamarcus...how'd you get my numba? Reasons like dis is why I change my numba"
Jamarcus: "I had some help..."
Me: "Why am I in dis?"
Jamarcus: "Cuz of your connection"
Me: "Of course"
Jamarcus: "I'm tryna be nice. I know you been around. I'm tryna make it easy on him. Tell him"
*Call ends*
He juss hung up in my face. I block his numba and push my hair back
Me: "I'm always in a damn situation wit dis nigga. Damn"
I grab my stuff and go downstairs. I get my keys and leave. Lemme get dis nigga off my back. I got betta shit ta do...
Kirko POV:
I ain't neva seen Janae cry like dat. I wish she woulda worn sum'n' different. But I was too busy bein' pissed ta get horny. Not only dat...knowin' she did what she did...ha body doesn't do nun fa me. When she asked fa me fa'give ha...I juss said I'll get back ta ha. She stayed hea' last night. I only did it fa tha kids though. When I walk in tha guest room she slept in, I leaned against tha doorway
Me: "Juss ta get ta tha point...I can't fa'give you fa dat. Imma nice nigga and all. And I let a lot of shit slide. But I can't let dis go. Period. I can't bring myself ta do dat..."
Janae: "Not even if we go ta a counselor?"
Me: "Not even if we go ta a counselor. Dis will neva get fixed. It can't get fixed. It's fucked up fa good. I can't trust you. I would have ta be cautious of tha people I bring around you. Ion wanna deal wit dat, Janae. Dat divorce is gonna get finalized..."
Janae: "So you really wanna let six plus years go? Ova a mistake?"
Me: "You did...."
She grabs ha stuff then walks ova ta me. She kisses my cheek and looks at me. Ha eyes are teary. Then one went down ha cheek..
Janae: "I love you, Kirk"
Me: "You can let yo'self out" I said as I walked off
I went in my room and sat on tha bed. Then KiKi came in. Cryin'. Dat didn't make me feel any betta.
Me: "Come'ere"
She came ta me and I wiped ha face. Then pulled ha close ta me
Kira: "You promised" she said as she cried
Dat made a nigga drop a tear. I'm not a crier. Ion show emotion like. But dis hurt a nigga heart. But dis ain't my fault. I loved Janae. I was damn good ta ha. But she fucked up. And na...tha kids are sufferin' tha consequences. And I wish dey didn't have too....
*2 hours later*
*Atlanta*
August POV:
Eva since I been back...I been real quiet. I ain't said nun at all. Since Mariah had some clothes hea'...I packed it up in ha Louis bag she left hea'. Afta I zipped it, my doorbell went off. Then Trav came up
Travis: "MeMe downstairs"
Me: "'Iight"
I grab ha bag and go downstairs
Me: "Hea' tha stuff you left"
She grabs ha bag
Mariah: "Umm. Thanks. But...I ain't come fa dis. But thanks cuz I been wantin' my bag and I need it. Do you have a minute?"
Me: "Yea"
Mariah: "I'm not stayin' long cuz I'm kinda busy but uh. You rememba when Miracle tol' you dat she was fuckin' wit somebody when she wasn't around you and got pregnant?"
I nod
Mariah: "I know Ava's um...sperm donor..."
Me: "Who?"
Mariah: "My ex. Jamarcus"
I juss look at ha. Dat threw me off...
Mariah: "He wants Ava..."
Me: "Oh hell nah. Not happenin'. He's rudely mistaken. I have full custody. My name is on ha birth certificate. Not only dat...legal documents state she's me mines. He got shit twisted. Plus...she ain't gon' wanna go ta him cuz she has no idea who he is..."
Mariah: "Good point. But chu neva know. Take it from me...he plots. He does any and er'thang ta get what he wants. Juss thought I should tell you. Ion know what chu gonna do. But chu betta think of sum'n' quick"
She walks off and I grab ha hand
Me: "Nah. Moe like we"
Mariah: "What tha what?!"
Me: "You love Ava, right?"
Mariah: "Of course"
Me: "Then do it fa Ava"
She juss looks at me
Mariah: "But dis ain't my problem"
Me: "You made it yo problem when you got attached. Na you in it. He must know you was around ha cuz otha wise he woulda came ta me personally..."
Mariah: "Nigga. Ion even wanna be hea'. I'm trynna leave. So what make you think I wanna be in a courtroom wit chu? Ion even like you. I juss came ta pass a message"
Me: "Well you love Ava. Mariah, Ion want nun in return. Except knowin' Ava will be happy...."
She looks down at our hands then at me
Mariah: "'Iight"
Me: "Thank you"
Mariah: "Yea..."
I open tha doe and he walks out. I close it and turn tha lock. Dis Jamarcus nigga...ain't takin' Ava. Period. Especially since I be around ha since day one. He got me all tha way fucked up...
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I ain't gon' lie! I dropped a lil tear on Kirk POV lol. Poor KiKi 😢
I guess I have a person to play Jamarcus now. My sister mentioned him and I figured since I couldn't find anybody else...he was my last resort lol....
