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Profit

"Honest come here." I said from my closet. She walked in with a towel wrapped around her. Her eye was still black but the swelling went down.

"You need something."

"Yea. You never told me who set me up." She walked over and sat on the stool we had in here. I put on my Versace shirt and looked at her.

"It was Dakota."

"How if he's dead."

"I said the same thing. You have to dig up his grave and take a look." She said. I sighed.

"I guess I got to check it out." I got out my pair of light blue Levi jeans and put them on. Honest was watching my every move.

"Can I help you." I said with a chuckle.

"You could." She winked at me.

"Not right now. Don't temp me babe." I grabbed my white air forces from the shelf.

"I'm not doing anything to you." I looked at her and she had on pink bra and panties. I shook my head.

"What you doing today anyway?"

"I don't know. Take the kids somewhere."

"You should take them to see Riah and Malik." I said putting my shoes on.

"I guess. I'll figure out something." I grabbed my Rolex and put it on. I brushed me hair which is now in a small curly afro. I put on my gold chain.

"I'll see y'all tonight. Text or call me later before y'all leave and let me know." I went over to her bent down and gave her a long kiss.

"Ok. Try and be back before 12 this time."

"I'll try but I can't make any promises." I said. She stood up and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"You better try really hard." She gave me a small peck on the lips.

"I will. I Love you." I said.

"I love you too." I gave her one final kiss before walking out and into the boys room to see what they were doing.

"What y'all doing." I said standing in the doorway. They were in Ty room. TJ was laying on the bed facing Ty who was on the floor playing with his car toys and stuff.

"Nothing." Ty said not looking at me. TJ didn't say nothing. He just kept looking at Ty. I walked over to him and kneeled down in front of TJ.

"You ok lil man." I said ruffling his hair.

"That man hurt mommy."

"I know. But mommy is ok. You did a good job protecting her and your little brother. I won't let nothing bad happen to y'all or mommy. That man won't hurt y'all no more."

"Ok."

"Now give me a hug." He wrapped his arms around my neck and I squeezed him giving him a hug. "I love you TJ." He let go.

"I love you daddy."

"Ty come give me a hug I'm about to go." He got up and gave me a hug.

"You ok Ty."

He nodded his head. "Yes."

"I love you."

"I luh you too."

He let go and I left them going downstairs and leaving out the house.

Pharaoh

"We really have to dig up this grave?" I asked looking at the headstone.

"It won't even be that long." Mike said with annoyance in his voice.

"Nigga who you catching attitude with." I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Cut that shit out." Profit chuckled at us. I was dead serious. "Lets just do this." He grabbed a shovel and passed one to Mike.

I wasn't digging up no grave. I don't feel like doing it and it's time for Mike to do something for a change.

"You not gon' help?" Mike asked digging.

"Nah." I waved him off. "You good with the help from Pro. Pharaoh don't dig up graves." I pulled out my phone and checked my messages.

"I'm gon' need Pharaoh to not talk in third person." Mike said. Profit laughed.

"Y'all dumb as fuck."

Makayla: hey wyd

I looked up at the grave getting undug.

me: workin at the grave site. what my babies doin

Makayla: they playin wit Ty and TJ

me: oh shit my lil devils there!

I love Ty and TJ. They too much fun and they some funny kids. Then when there's my kids too it be too much fun. I be having a blast.

"Having fun over there?" Mike asked. I gave him the finger and went back to my phone.

Makayla: lmao yea they here. I miss you

me: Oh really?

I put my phone in my pocket. Makayla be playing. One minute she don't want to be together then the next she want to all up under me saying she miss me. She need to get her mind together.

"We got it." Profit said. I walked over.

"Finally."

"Yo' ass ain't did shit." Mike said. Profit hopped out as Mike pulled the thing open.

"Nigga fuck you."

"I 'ont go that way." I ignored him and watched as the thing finally opened.

"What the fuck." Profit said.

"What the fuck is this shit." Mike said with his face turned up.

"Hell nah." I said shaking my head.

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