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"You know what you did was wrong right?" Ms.Diana said as we both sat at the kitchen table.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't care honestly, like why all of sudden she wants to be apart of my life. I left for a reason."

She nodded her head as she sipped on her dark black coffee. "I understand but at the end of the day that's still your mother. Come on now Amir, it's Mother's Day she at least want to feel appreciated."

"What is there to appreciate, I went through hell and back with that lady. Half the time I don't even want to claim her as my mom, I mean why should I?" I shrugged.

"You have to get over this animosity that you have and forgive her, she's trying, she says she's getting better to be in you and your sister life." She said taking another sip from her coffee.

"Well she should have did that a long time ago. I'm grown now, I don't wanna sound like a bitch but I'm fed up. I been done with the back and forth of her trying to get better for us. She don't need to get better for us she need to do it for herself now. We don't need her, she can stay where she at." I said as I replied to a text from Jessica.

Last week my mother reappeared back at my store again. This time she came saying she's getting herself together because she wants to be in my life and try to get my sister back. She doesn't know that I'm getting her and I didn't feel the need to tell her because it wasn't none of her business.

Every since I was little my mom had this it's all about me attitude and getting high ever chance she could so now I got my fuck you, you for everybody and I don't want nothing to do with you attitude on. It's sad that it got to be like that but it's reality.

Once I left my old job after I got fired I never looked back. I knew that it was nothing left for me and I had to find something will actually help me. I knew leaving my sister will weigh on my conscious but I knew that it was for the best. I had to get myself together in order to get her back.

I never thought that I would be a model or nothing big but Ms.Diana told me that I looked like the modeling type. She started to call modeling agencies and that's when I started to get little gigs here and there. Somehow and someway people's magazine came in contact with one of my photos and gave me call asking me to be in one of the pages in their magazine. At first I was skeptical because I wouldn't expect them to call me out of all these girls out here trying to be a model and working their butts off.

Once I did that, that's when my career took off. I had just turned 17. Who knew that my life could have changed that much in one year. Every since I was 17 I've been modeling and appearing in music videos. I haven't really done that many music videos but I have done it. One thing I told my manger I won't do is reality tv. That's when all the drama and spotlight really come and take place.

"That must be the caseworker" Ms.Diana said getting up from the kitchen chair.

I followed close behind, I decided that I'll let her do most of the talking because the way I'm feeling right now wouldn't be the best idea for me to speak.

Ms.Diana opened the door and there she was holding hands with a white lady with blonde hair. I couldn't do anything but stare, she was so gorgeous. My first baby, my first everything. Truth be told she was my first child.

"Hello may we come in?" The caseworker spoke smiling from ear to ear.

Ms.Diana and I both took a step back allowing them to come in.

"The living room is this way straight ahead, you can follow me" Ms.Diana smiled politely walking ahead everyone.

"What a nice home you have here Ma'am" the caseworker spoke.

"May I ask what's your name?" I finally spoke up.

She nodded as she took a seat. "My name is Camilla parks. And you must be Amir?" She said smiling.

I nodded. "Correct, may I ask why didn't you guys come on Saturday. Why did you have to wait a whole other week to bring her to her new home?"

"We had to put a lot of information in the system and we decided to build a folder of all the things we think you should know about her. She's been through a lot since you left and that really scarred her" she began to explain.

"What do you mean?" I said as I took a seat by Ms.Diana.

Once I was seated Ms.Diana placed her hand on my leg as it began to shake uncontrollably. That's a habit of mine when I'm angry.

"Is it ok if I tell her the things that went on Leah?" Camilla asked looking down at Leah as she sat beside her with her head hanging low.

She shook her head no not saying a word, she wouldn't look up to make any eye contact.

"Why not?" She asked.

She shrugged. "I-i don't know. Dey may not like me and prolly won't let me stay hea no mo'. Pleas don't tell dem."

"Leah baby, nothing she tells me would make me think any less of you and not want you to stay here ok? I want what's best for you. I want to keep you safe, alright? Can you at least tell me what happened yourself, you can tell a little you don't have to tell me everything" I begged.

"I'm scared ma'am, dey might come back and get me. I saw dem bout 2 weeks ago too" she said as a tear slid down her face.

"Why didn't you tell me this Leah? Where did you see them?" Camilla stepped in and asked.

"Hold the hell up ok! You need to tell me what's going on right now? Is my sister in danger or something?" I asked becoming frustrated.

Camilla looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Leah?"

"Before I got taken away from my mama her ex boyfriend Kenny wasn't nice to me. He hit me every chance he got, and he-he touched me in my private. I was bleedin and he still ain't stop. I told my mom but she ain't believe he did dat." She said crying.

My heart broke into pieces, how could you do that to a little child. A baby.

"Did you tell anyone else?" I asked.

She shook her head no. "When I went to school the next day blood showed through my pants and my teacher took me to the nurse. She saw it was coming from my private so dey took me to the hospital. Den dats how dey found out" she spoke softly.

"So what happen to them? Did they get out in jail?" I asked Camilla.

She nodded. "Your mothers boyfriend was placed in jail but somehow escaped. Your mother was never placed in jail."

I shook my head. "This isn't right man. They need to find him, he's coming around basically following her now."

"We will get him I promise".

I wiped the tears that were falling from my eyes. "I hope so, cause if you don't then I'll get them both myself. Believe that."

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