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Passion

We made our way out of the place and began heading to a hotel. "You did good baby." He smirked. I rolled my eyes. Clarence seems like the flirty type. I know better than to fall for his ways right?
"Where are we going now?" I asked. "I'm taking you on a date." He said.

"Your supposed to ask first ya know." I informed him. "I don't care." He said bluntly. I rolled my eyes beginning to get irritated with him. "You such a fucking dickhead." I rolled my eyes. "Passion. Stop." He said calmly.

I pulled out my new iPhone 8 plus and began playing a game on my phone to avoid his presence. Soon as I really know how to be a killer I'm gonna kill James and Patrica.

*

"So tell me about you." Clarence said as he gave me his full attention. I liked this side of him. He wasn't an asshole the whole time. "Well my mom wasn't the best mother. In face she was the worse. She used to call me ugly and that I should hate myself and I eventually started to. Her boyfriend James did the same thing. I've been taking care of Honey her whole life. At first she thought I was her mom but I told her I wasnt. And i was recently raped by James." I shrugged.

"Your not ugly Passion. If you was ugly I wouldn't have taken you on this date." He said. "And James, what's his last name?" Clarence asked. "We'll talk about it later." I said. "Tell me about you." I said.

"My mom is a single parent because my dad is a dick. I eventually got tired of my mom struggling so I started slanging now Im one of the biggest drug dealers out here." He shrugged. "Mhmm interesting." I smirked.

****Next Day*****

Patricia

"That lil bitch is gone off somewhere. When I find her im gone beat her ass and Honey too." I told James. "You'll let me hit Honey too?" He asked. "No she only six fuck is wrong with you? Passion was a grown ass woman." I snapped. "Whatever." She smacked his lips.

"Word out on the street Passion working in a strip club." James said. "Of course the lil hoe is." I shook my head. "Shorty getting bread though." James shrugged. "Ain't you allowed to pick up Honey from school?" James asked. "You right!" A small smile crept on my face.

I went to the bathroom and began making myself look like something. I made sure I didn't look like I was strung out.

**

"Ahh Ms.Patrica your here just in time Child Services is here about Honey's adoption." Ms.Jackson smiled. "What are yall doing with my daughter?" I asked. "Well we are aware that your other daughter Passion Leonard was raped and was beaten. We are here to make sure Honey isn't in danger of the same thing." The social worker said.

"Passion wasn't raped she was asking for it. That's why she was beaten for having sex in my house." I lied. "No when she went to the hospital we did a rape kit on her. She was in deed raped. The tapes from your apartment showed a man by the name of James Carter came through your door then less than a hour later Passion was running out with her little sister with her clothes ripped and blood all over her body. Care to explain?" She said.

"I would never put Honey through those types of things." I shrugged. "Honey how do you feel about mommy?" The social worker asked. "Mommy hurts me and Passion. She beat me and Passion she make me sad too." Honey said. I rolled my eyes beginning to get aggravated.

"Look bitches give me my daughter or else!" I yelled. "Ma'am Honey is no longer your daughter. She belongs to Ms.Jackson." The social worker explained. "My daughter belongs to me. I pushed her out my pussy and raised this little girl." I snapped.

I seen the school door opening and I turned and seen Passion and Chance. Why is this whore with a low life drug dealer?

Passion

"What is she doing here?" I asked as I felt my anger rising. "She wanted Honey." The social worker said. "Bitch after all you put her through ?! I raised my little sister not you! You not taking shit!" I said. I was about to go hit her but I felt my body being snatched back.

Tears was streaming down my face I hated her. I never understand how can you be a bad mom what the fuck?! You carried me for 9 fucking months then treat me like shit. I don't deserve it and neither does me little sister.

"Calm down." He said. "No! How can she even try to take her?! She's-" he cut me off with a kiss but I quickly backed away. "Dude stop kissing me. I don't like you." I said bluntly.

"Cool." He shrugged and walked off. I know I probably hurt his feelings but oh well.

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