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"Rightttt there papi"

"You like that shit?"

I bite my lip trying to hold in another moan.

BAM BAM BAM!

Hispanic doesn't stop his attack as he speeds up.

BAM BAM BAM!

"Man fuck! Who the fuck is it?"

"It's me Scar, please let me in. I don't have any where to go"

"Not my problem"

"Scar please"

He looks at me, I nod my head saying it's ok. I want to see what her motive is. I throw a robe on. He puts on some basketball shorts opening the door.

She walks in on wobbly legs. Her face is bruised with blood all over her. My body doesn't have the alert to help her though. Looking at Hispanic he doesn't have the urge either.

His look reminds me of when we first met. How he was closed off with everybody but me. But I see the coldness creeping back in his eyes. I walk to him wrapping my arms around him. He kisses me on my forehead before moving his attention back to her.

I can see the jealousy in her eyes. I know my eyes are saying your lost.

I was so caught in thoughts, I didn't even notice the little boy hugging her leg. I have to catch my breath when I look at him.

The bruise cheek that adores his face doesn't catch me at first. It's when he looks up at me. I'm starring at Forest green eyes like Hispanics. I want to cry but I have no right to. I look up at his mother that has a small smirk on her face. Hispanic looks the little boy up and down.

"He beat me, after dinner. I didn't know where else to go"

"So you thought coming here was a good idea?"

"I didn't know what to do. He got Kalied so I had to go. Just for the night so he couldn't find us. I thought since he is your son you wouldn't have any issue"

One word, that's breaking me.

Hispanic blows out a breath.

"Let me talk to you real quick. Leave your son. Baby I'll be right out here"

I nod my head saying ok.

They walk on the outside patio. He closes the door. I can't hear what he is saying but I can see her is heated.

The little boy walks to me. I examine his cheek then look for any other marks. He has marks on his arms and back. Burn marks on his stomach. He looks like he doesn't eat that much. My anger rises. This is not the fucking first time someone hit him.

"You hungry little man"

He doesn't speak he just nods his head yes.

I grab the food we got for Phil and his girlfriend. They were to busy to eat. Ugh little ugh. I'm dreading that talk.

I cut the steak up in small pieces then put the butter in the potatoes. I heat up then hand it to him with a spoon. I go grab a Apple juice out the fridge. When I come back he hasn't touched the food.

"You don't know how to feed your self sweetheart?"

He shakes his head no. She should be ashamed of her self. He's probably 4 or 5.

I begin feeding him little by little. He eats the entire plate. I teach him how to drink out of a straw. When he is done I tuck him on the pull out couch. Turning cartoons on the tv. He begins to doze off.

I put on some sweats and a beater before walking outside.

"Bitch I'll kill you. I. Do. Not. Give. A. Fuck. About. You!"

"But Scar"

I grab him sitting him down so I can sit on his lap. He calms down some when I do.

I grab a blunt lighting it up. I take a few hits before putting it between his lips.

"Can me and him finish talking without you here please"

"Bitch shut that shit up. I honestly have nothing else to say to you. I want my bullets to do the talking"

"Shh Scar, our son might hear"

"That's. Not. My. Fucking. Son!"

"Yes he is!"

Hispanics vein is throbbing in his neck.

"Ok, we will go get a DNA test in the morning. I will get you a room for tonight"

"I want my son with me"

"Ok that's fine, but all this arguing cut it. Whatever problem you have with me cut it. I didn't do anything to you. Your mad I have him. Oh well get over the shit. He's mine I'll kill you if you try something. I have not been disrespectful to you, I deserve the same. Now get up let's go. My nigga wants to fuck his anger out. I'm about to let him do it since you done put him in a fucked up mood. Now bring ya ass"

I kiss him on the lips before leading the way to the downstairs lobby.

When we get on the elevator I grab her by her neck pushing her to the wall.

"How did you know where we were staying?"

she shakes in fear

"I called around, and they told me"

"If you try anything stupid,I will fucking kill you. Play with me if you want to. If I find out your the one putting them marks on that lul boy I'll put a bullet for each one. I'm crazy you fucking with the right one. Do you understand me?"

"Yessss"

I smile at her fear

"Good"

They ended up giving her a room next to us. I get the baby some clothes out the gift shop for tonight and tomorrow.

She walks in my room grabbing the little boy then goes to her room.

I drop my clothes in front of Hispanic making him bite his lips.

"Fuck your frustrations out on me daddy"




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