In His Hood.

Chapter Twenty Five - Making Plans.

- The Next Day -

Zuri's P.O.V

As I made my way up looking at the time that read 6:30 am, I quickly but quietly jumped up preparing Aasiyah for her day.

After bathing, feeding, clothing an' putting her back down for her nap I then took a bath, quickly doing my normal morning hygiene.

As I finally made it on out my bedroom with Avery still asleep I quietly made it on downstairs preparing a little breakfast for him before he left us.

Preparing a few pancakes, some bacon an' a few pieces of toast with a glass of OJ, I gently placed it on the island knowing he would be down in seconds.

Cleaning the little mess I made I quickly turned around to the sound of footsteps.

"Morning." His smooth, yet deep voice spoke.

"Heyy." I nervously spoke noticing his eyes still a bit puffed up an' red. "I made you breakfast."

"I'm not hungry." He dismissed the plate of food.

"Avery, baby you have to eat something." I watched as he glared at me.

"I'm not fucking hungry." He unexpectedly snapped. "An' I don't want you treating me like some kind of fucking problem."

"Baby." I calmly called out." I would never - I just wanna be there for you."

"No!" He continued yelling causing me to back up a bit. "I'm tired of everything - Everything Zuri."

I watched as his eyes quickly softened.

"Let me be there for you." I cautiously made it over to where he stood. "I've felt what your feeling - I know it hurts, your not alone in this."

He leaned into me burring his face into my chest as tears left his eyes along with the sound of his soft cries.

"I know you'll never feel the seem knowing she's gone but Samantha loves you Avery. She was strong enough to fight just for you, she did everything for you baby. I've lost my mother too an' I know it hurts, it'll hurt for a long time especially when you think you have no one to confide in anymore, but I'm here for you. Aasiyah an' I both, we're not going anywhere, ever."

I felt his pain.

I knew the feeling of losing someone - Although my Mama treated me the way she did I loved that woman to the death of me.

I sat there as he just sobbed against my chest causing me to tear up a bit.

I knew he was hurt - An' no one could heal his broken heart unless he allowed them to.

I just prayed that him heading back home to Atlanta an' him having to bury his Mama wasn't going to destroy him on the inside.

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Michael's P.O.V

Sitting up watching as the bitch that shot me walked out of some condo I burned up inside with anger.

"You found out when he's leaving?" My son Bryson questioned me. "We need to get this shit started already."