Discontinued: If Loving You Is Wrong 3

Casha

"Jr."

He places his gun to the temple of my head. I stare into Jr eyes with tears streaming down my face. "Momm-" Caliyah stops. Jr breaks the stare and glances over at Caliyah then back at me. "Go back to the room." I manage to say as Jr still has a hold on my neck.

"No." She says. I look at her then back at Jr. "Are you going to kill me in front of our daughter?" He looks back over at Caliyah. He lowers his gun back to his side still holding my body against the wall with his hand snug around my neck.

"You a lying ass bitch."

"Jr that's your fucking daughter." I snuggle to say as he tightens his grip. Caliyah continues to stands there looking at us.

"Jr what the fuck you doing?!?" T says walking into the house. Looking into his eyes I see nothing but blackness. Jr lets go as I fall to the ground. "Where the hell you come from? What the fuck is wrong with you?" T asks.

"Caliyah go get your stuff together. Tell Jayden too."

Jr sits there at the table and never broke his stare. He turns around to see Caliyah and Jayden standing there with their little bags. I grab my keys. "Go to the car." I instruct. They walk out the door with me following behind them.

"Cay -"

"Not right now T."

We arrive at a hotel not too far by from mama house. "Mommy are you okay?" Caliyah asks barely above a whisper.

"I'm okay baby. Are you okay?"

"Why was he doing that to you?"

"It's no excuse for it baby girl." I don't give a fuck how mad that nigga was at least have some fucking decency to not do the shit in front your child. "Want me to beat him up?" Jayden says in the most sincere tone.

I break leaning my head against my steering wheel. "What the fuck." I mumble no longer able to hold myself together. I don't want to be doing this in front of them but I can't help it.

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I finally got the kids back to sleep. I walk over to the mirror and look at my neck and Jr's handprint. I take a picture of it from various angles. His ass can easily be facing a couple of charges. Who the fuck does that nigga think he is? Why the hell is he out so early.

I lay down on the bed. Jayden rolls over locking one of his arms with mine. I can't believe the last two hours of my life actually happened. I wish I could go to sleep and wake up to this being a dream. I know that's not happening.

The next day...

I wake up early and decide to get up for the day. I grab my purse and realize I never looked at what King sent me.

I open up the envelope and seeing that I was right. Jeremy isn't some badass drug dealer, he's a badass fed. Undercover at that. The box he left inside my trunk contained his badge, and his case files. He was suppose to get locked up so he could go inside a prison. He never killed anyone. They staged that shit. King was able to get his undercover story too. What the fuck are they doing?

Oh shit. I saw Cathy that same damn day! I should've known something was fishy then. "This to much." I mumble grabbing what was left inside the envelope. It's some papers and a DVD.

I grab my laptop and headphones placing the disk inside. I grab the papers and it's a transcript. "This is from the day Jr was interrogated."

"Mommy." I sit the laptop down and placing the papers back inside. "Good morning Caliyah."

"Good morning. Are we going to see grandma today?"

"Yes we are. Well get some breakfast first tho."

"Okay."

It's a knock on our door. I peep into the peephole. "How the fuck...."

"Cay open the door." T says. I crack it open a bit. "What's up?"

"Can I come in?" He asks throwing his hands up. Sighing I remove the chain and open the door all the way.

"Uncle T." Caliyah gets out of bed and runs over to me. "Hey lil one... I just came over to check on y'all." T says looking at me.

"Thanks." I mumble sitting back on the bed. "How did you know we were here though?"

"I drove around, it ain't but so many hotels over here."

"Oh."

"Uncle T I don't want that man to come here." Caliyah says laying her head on his shoulder as he holds her. T stands there looking stunned, unsure of what to say. This shit is sad as fuck, because Jr wanted to act like I don't even know what, his daughter is scared of him.

"Baby girl. He lost his mind last night but he's searching for it today." T says. He did more than lose his mind. "Did you beat him up?" She asks causing me to laugh.

"Yes I did. You don't ever let a boy touch you, okay? If one does call me and I'll beat him up too."

"Okay."

"Jaydennnnn." T says shaking up to wake him up. "5 more minutes." Jayden mumbles. "He loves his sleep." I say shrugging. "That I believe." T says.

"Jayden you do need to get up, the rest of us are starving."

"Can I get French toast and cereal?" He asks still not budging to move. "Maybe."

"Okay I'm up." He says moving the pillow. "You're such a grandpa and you're only 5." T teases Jayden. "So..."

We get breakfast smoothly and now our next stop is to the hospital.

Jayden and Caliyah grabbed her a get well soon bear set at the gift shop.

"Surprise grandma!" Jayden says holding up the gift. "Ou! Thank you!" They start to laugh but stop and as I walk further into the room I see why. Jr is sitting in the chair beside her bed sleep. "Cay what the hell is wrong with your neck?!?"

"Yo son lost all his damn marbles." T says. "WHO?" She asks. "Jr." T says. "Go to the snack machine with Uncle T and get me a couple of chocolate bars." Mama says to Jay and Caliyah. T follows orders, guiding them out of the room, closing the door behind him.

"Jr Carter!" She yells slapping his chest. "Man What Ma? Why you yelling?" He opens his eyes and looks dead at me. "You woke me up for her?"

"Jr who do you think you are? I raised you better than that!" She say still hitting him while he takes it. "Man I ain't got time for this shit."

"Watch yo mouth boy, where you going?"

"Away from here. I'll be back after they leave unless you won't me to go back in that bitch for murdering her ass." Mama shakes her head as Jr slams the door. "I'm so sorry Casha. He never should've put his hands on you."