Chapter 3

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(Cherise in the mm)

By the time i made it home it was 10:00am. I had worked the overnight shift and I was beyond exhausted.

I shuffled into the apartment slamming the door behind me. Not only was i tired I was still aggravated about the phone call I got yesterday. My man and my daughter would never I see the way he looks at her... Its simply the way a father would look at his duaghter. I thought nothing more of it and decided not to bring up the situation again.

This house is a damn mess I thought to myself.

I usually didn't have time to clean up after Chance so Im use to leaving the house without thinking about it. Deciding to tidy up a little i started downstairs sweeping and mopping over the cheap wooden floors.

I left the dishes for Deyla to do and headed upstairs to the bedrooms. Deyla's room was spotless i closed the door and left for Maleyse's room.

Her bright yellow paint gleamed in the sun almost blinding me.

"Didn't i tell that girl close my fucking windows... gone have all types of people looking through my damn place." I said out loud.

I bent down picking up a multitude of dirty laundry she had on the floor.

I picked up her hoodies,sports bras,socks,and a bundle of pink lace thongs she must have bought.

I stuffed the clothes into the washing machine and let them run for 30 minutes.

After they dried I folded them and sat them on her bed and headed to my own.

"You needa do sum bout that damn girl Cherise I ain go keep telling you its me or her" chance said out loud startling me as i flicked on the dark room's lights.

I undressed as he kept talking. " You understand, cause I aint go keep on supporting you if you can't control yo kids."

When he said that It took everything in me not to drop to my knees and beg him not to go. If he left I couldn't have my endless supply.. my fix and I need my fix.

"Baby don't worry im gone do something about her real soon." I told him

He opened the drawer to the night stand in front of him and tossed me a little bag full of a white powdery substance. I immediately dug in it inhaling as much as I could before I drifted off.

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