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Leila

It has been five days since the whole incident. Sarabi and Messiah are not speaking. Well he is trying but she not hearing it. My sister has some serious trust issues. This boy sent flowers to the daycare. Hell he even sent Alana to daycare with a diamond necklace and matching earrings for Sarabi, and she sent the shit back home. I tried to keep it but she snatched it out my damn hand. We were all going to meet at his house in three hours, but I'm still trying to convince her.

"Sarabi please just come with me please!" She shook her head no. "Sarabi listen you have trust issues okay! Yes he was way wrong for saying what he said to you, but you started it. And you punched him! In reality you owe him an apology." She rolled her eyes at me. "I'm confused! Who's side are you on LaLa. Because it seems like you siding with him." The nerve of this bitch. I couldn't believe her like was she serious. I love my sister with everything in me, but her ass was pushing it. It took everything in me not to steal her ass dead in the face. "You know what Sarabi do what you want. You over here doing the most cause he was being honest. He isn't fucking you. Hell nobody is fucking you cause you a motherfucking virgin!" I guess she called herself getting mad, cause she stood up. "Well at least I'm not a hoe. I would rather be a virgin than to be anything like you." I couldn't believe my sister. She really hurt my feelings with that one. I walked over and grabbed my MK bag with my sun shades, and started walking towards the door. "LaLa I'm sorry. I hit too l--" I interrupted before she could finish, "Nah you said what you felt, so let me say this. You are stuck up as fuck. You want a relationship like mama and daddy, but that shit didn't happen overnight. I watched them go through hell. I watched them cheat on each other just to get to where they are. So before you go around calling people out, why don't you examine your fucking self! I may be a hoe, but I got knowledge. I own my battle scars boo. You sitting in here looking for a fairy tale, and the love of your life gon walk away!" With that I walked out the door. I hoped in my car and drove to Messiah's house in silence. Sarabi was right. I needed to change a couple of things.

Messiah's house was really nice. It was a two-story red brick house. He had two big bay windows in the front, and all black french doors. As soon as you walked in he had a double staircase with a chandelier in the middle. Five bedrooms and six bathrooms, that's only upstairs. Downstairs he had his living room, his kitchen, a game room, his office, and a weight room. His basement was setup like a studio with a movie theatre across the hall. His backyard had a basketball court and a pool, with a luxurious ass cabana. This house needed to be on MTV Cribs.

As I walked through the house I noticed two extra kids besides Alana. I recognized them from my daycare. They were two brothers, Alexander and Jamie. They were chocolate boys about six years old. They had shoulder length dreads. They looked so cute in their swim trunks, and my niece was rocking that swimsuit. I had on some hot pink jogging shorts, a purple tank, and my pink and purple Nike's. I pulled my hair into a messy ponytail with a hot pink headband. I dressed down, but I still looked good.

"Messiah!" I yelled. This house was too damn big to be trying to play hide-n-seek with his ass. "I'm in the kitchen." I looked around the okay nigga and how do I get there. I guess he could sense the hesitation, "Just walk straight Leila."

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