Kenny
Toni stood at the door staring daggers in me. Saying I messed up would be an understatement.
"I'm sorry-... I should go." Tracey said grabbing her purse. Toni opened the door letting her walk out.
"Tracey?"
She turned around, "Yes?"
Toni punched her in the mouth, "Don't ever come around here again."
She nodded holding her mouth before leaving. Toni slammed the door behind her before turning to me. A quick glance and she walked right past me.
"I'm sorr-"
She slapped me, "How could you?"
"I'm sorry."
"You're sorry? I've been calling you nonstop for 3 fucking hours because our daughter is in the hospital after she tried to kill herself! But you were too busy kissing that bitch! And now you're sorry? Fuck you."
"McKenna? Oh my God...I didn't know she was even thinking about that."
Toni shook her head as the tears came down. I can already tell she's blaming herself. I tried to hug her but she pushed me.
"Don't touch me! I just came to get some clothes to stay at the hospital. If you want, you can follow your whore. My kids and I will be fine."
"You know I wouldn't do that."
"I don't what you will or won't do anymore."
My phone rang and I answered it seeing an unknown number.
"This is a collect call from Los Angeles police department. Do you accept the charges?"
Who the hell is calling me from jail?
"Yes I accept."
"Dad?" I heard a familiar voice call.
"Kennedi?! What the hell?"
"Daddy I swear I didn't do anything. Can you please come get me?"
"I'm on my way." I said before hanging up. I picked up my keys and looked at Toni, "Kennedi is in jail."
"WHAT?!"
"Yeah I'm gonna go get her and go straight to the hospital. I know I'm not in the position to ask for favors but..." I trailed looking at Coby waving at us through the glass door that lead to the backyard.
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Toni
After getting some clothes I got Coby and we left. I don't know what's going on but Ken said he couldn't go home. That bastard. I can't believe him. Kissing that bitch...in my damn house!!
I'll push it aside for now because all of our kids are in a crisis. I pulled up to the last house I'd ever come to. I really have no other choice since my mom and my sisters still live in Maryland...for now. A little more persuading and fake tears is all it takes and they'll move here.
I rang the doorbell and She answered with a scowl, "What are you doing here?"
"Look Rhonda, you don't like me and I don't like your old ass either but you're the only person I trust." I said pointing to Coby.
"I have cookies on the counter. I just made them." She told him.
"Cool!" He said running inside.
She examined me and opened the door wider. I hesitantly stepped inside.
"What's going on? You look...stressed." She said.
