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12 months later.

Caring for Hope was stressful. She woke us- wait I mean ME, up around 2 a.m for 1 of the  3 reasons.

1.She wants to be cuddled, 2. She's hungry, Or 3. She needs her diaper changed.

Diego has been going out lately. I've been worried that he has been selling drugs again. Or he's back on Xanax? I don't know.. Ethan was the only one that was taking care of Hope when I have work.

Ugh, I just need Diego here. So I try to call him. *Ring ring ring*

"Hello?" I say. I hear shuffling on the other side of the phone. "Hello?" I say again, but this time I drag the o while im saying it. "Oh yeah hey babe." Diego says. There is nervousness in his voice. "Where are you?" I ask. I roll my eyes and sighs. "Oh, Ju-ust somewhere. Bye" He says and hangs up.

"What the frick?" I say. I go to the location app Diego put on my phone, He doesn't know that there is one on his phone though.

7367 Fariyn Rd, Miami Flordia.

I look up the adress on google and it says "Miami's Strip Club" I bite my cheek and roll my eyes again. I go to my messages and go to Diego's section and types viciously.

"Lmao, have fun at the strip club, Make sure you tell your whores that you have a 12 month old daughter." I type. I press send and turns my phone off so Diego thinks I blocked him.

Karma is a bitch.






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hey guyssss! this is a REALLY short chapter. im busy with school and all so I apologizeee xox

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