Cymia in the MM
Lucas'
I don't know what Cymia was thinking when her ass wanted to drive around, high off weed and her medication. Like what the fuck is wrong.
We had just pulled up to the house and She got out the car giggling and shit, I know she high and all but this serious shit right now.
We walked into the house and I headed for the living room and she followed me and sat on the couch.
"Fuck is wrong with you Cymia!" I yelled in anger.
"Im just pissed alright , Im tired!" She yelled back and tears built up in her eyes.
"Can you fucking tell me why!"
Now her tears began to fall, I started to feel bad so I walked over to her between her legs.
"Baby , im sorry for yelling but you leaving me out. I want you to be happy, its alot going on right now and I just need to know that your mentally stable." I said, wiping her tears and looking her in her eyes.
"Im sorry to, I just wish Chris and Ciara where here." She finally said.
"There really in that much danger Cymia?" I wondered, I mean when the kids came to the hospital they looked pretty damn healthy and happy to me, and there mom, Crystal seemed nice.
"I dont know about physically, but for sure mentally. I mean the nigga she with beats my mother non stop, talks to her reckless and he yells at the kids out of anger. I mean if you were me would you want your brother and sister being around that and get to thinking thats what love is and thats how they are supposed to treat people? or be treated? I just want them to be in a stable home, if its not with me." She said. I totally understand now.
"Why cant they stay with yall dad?" I asked.
"My dad head is to busy being stuck up his wife's ass."
"Talk to him about it, tell him its either his wife or his kids saftey. Then they will live with your dad and you can see them whenever you want." I said simply.
She smiled.
"Thank you Lucas." She peaked my cheek.
"Your welcome baby, but im still mad at you for driving high and shit." I said as I began to walk away.
"You still love me tho!" She shouted as she followed me up to the bedroom.
"Always." I said.
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Cymia'
"Ciara, would you be okay with living with dad?" I asked. We were on facetime.
"Yes! I miss dad so much. Will we be able to come to ma house?" She asked, She 9 years old. She know what her mom be doing is wrong but she loves her and I wont keep her away from her mother forever.
"Yes, every other weekend Ill have dad take you down there to see her." I smiled.
"Well then yes sissy! When do we go!" She cheesed.
"Im on my way to dad house now, to ask him." I smiled.
"Okay, tell daddy I cant wait to see him and I'll start packing now!" She cheered.
"Okay, this is between me and you, dont tell mommy." I said softly.
"Okayyyyyy."
"No, promise me."I said, putting my pinkie in the camera.
"I promise." She said, locking her pinkie.
"Okay, i love you and chris ima call you soon." I said.
"I love you more, bye sissy." She said and ended the call.
I put my phone into my pocket and pulled up to my dad house. I basically live with Lucas, My dad obviously dont notice that cause of his lil wife.
I used my key and walked in the house.
"Babe come here hun!" My dad voice lingered from the kitchen.
"Dad its me!"I went into the kitchen.
"Bucket head! Hey, where you been?" He asked. See.
"Um, Thats what I came to talk to you about. Can we sit?" I asked.
"Sure." we both sat at the dining room table , facing eachother.
"Dad, I have a problem with your wife." I said nervously.
"Really, why?" He asked.
"Since I moved in, you havent payed attention to me and im yo damn child. For example, I moved out about a month ago and I basically live with my whole ass boyfriend." His eyes got big.
"I sense you mad but watch your damn mouth. but Im really sorry. Monica (his wife) told me you went to live with your mom again. " I rolled my eyes.
"See, thats strike 3 for Ms.Monica." I stood in anger.
"Wait, whats strike 2?"
"She in the way, Chris and Ciara stuck living with mom and they watching her get beat every day. But I dont want them to move here and she treating them funny like she treat me." I said calmly.
"I really need to step my game up huh?" He looked sadden.
"Look, I love you dad but you didn't do anything wrong, your just deeply in love. But you gotta make a choice, its either yo kids or her." I said .
"My damn kids! I cant just leave Monica, I love her. Im gonna have a long talk with Monica. If she do one thing wrong towards them, Ill request we live in separate houses. Ima call downtown and get the court case opened. Ill have the kids within 2 weeks." I He explained and I tackled his with hugs and kisses on the cheek.
"Thanks so much dad! You just took so much weight off my shoulders." I let him go.
"Your welcome, and Im proud of you Cymia. You really are a bright one. Im happy you healed to, I was at the hospital ya know." He said, I didnt know that.
"Thanks dad, I love you."
"I love you too."
I hugged him once more and I made my way back to the house. Im happy thats out the way. Now I gotta head to Cuz.Jerry house. Everybody meeting there, time to finish Tamia.
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A/N:I know this boring but I had to get it out the way.
-Rashyah.
