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18 • family love

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• ANASTASIA •
Airport, 1:30

"Miles put that damn doll down." I mugged him in the airport.

I was curled up in a chair with my phone comfortably in my hand. Miles was sitting right next to me, on Snapchat with him and that babydoll. He looked over at me with a smirk.

"Mad because Thomas is getting more attention then you?"

I reached over and moved my hand to push his head but he catched my hand before I could do it.

"Quick reflexes, I like that." I smirked.

He laughed and moved his hand to my neck before shaking his head at the fact that I was smiling too hard at the fact that he was basically choking me.

"Ooh, daddy." I giggled.

"You nastyyyy." He dragged out the Y playfully.

I smiled and smacked his hands off of me.

"Not in front of Thomas."

Me and Miles were sitting in the airport waiting for our flight to be called so we could head back to Atlanta. This weekend my family called missing me and complaining about how I never come to see them anymore. They were right, I've been so busy with my music and shows that I've basically abandoned them.

"Stop overthinking baby," Miles' voice snapped me out my thoughts and I turned my head to look at him.

I pouted, "I can't help it."

He opened his arms for me to come sit in his lap and I happily hopped out my chair and into his lap. I smiled down at him and started to play with his hair.

"You need to get them redone." I scratched at his scalp.

"You act like you can't do it." His eyes was closed the whole time he spoke.

"Okay bet. Ima have you looking right sis."

He opened his eyes and gave my the straightest face ever and I busted out laughing. He shook his head and closed his eyes again. His hand was on my thigh and I quietly hummed as I scratched his head and looked around the airport innocently.

I looked around at the old couples that were looking at me and my baby like we were some king of different species.

Uhh hello? Never seen a nigga with red hair?

"Miles...they're staring at us." I whispered.

"So? Fuck em. Probably looking at how fine you are."

"You right." I flipped my weave over my shoulder.

Atlanta
6:45
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"So wait, y'all moved in with them?" I sat up in my seat.

"Yeah, you would of known if you called once in awhile."

I was riding in the car with Miles as he drove and I sat in the passenger seat, on the phone with my sister as we made our way to my dad's house.

We'll now, all 3 of my parents house.

Who the hell moves in with their ex husband?