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Honest

I'm tired. I'm physically tired. I can't get no sleep. Kyree screams in the middle of the night. This is too much, I know it's not Kyree faults but I just need sleep.

"What's wrong with you?" Mel asked me. I came to see Melodi and Harmony.

"You look like you don't get no sleep." Harmony added.

"Thanks." I rolled my eyes. "I can't get no sleep at home."

"Why."

"Kyree screams in the middle of the night."

"Is something wrong with him?" Harmony asked.

"I don't know." I looked at my phone.

Baby can you come back home. I need your help.

I sighed. "I got to go. I'll talk to y'all later." I said getting up.

"Honest." Mel said looking at me.

"Yea."

"You look different."

"I'm pregnant."

"When were you going to tell us." Harmony said.

"I just told y'all. Bye loves." I got up and left.

-

"Profit. Where are you." I called walking up the steps.

I went into Ty room and he was laying down.

"Ty." I said walking to his bed and sat down.

"Hi mommy." He smiled.

"Why you laying down." I picked him up and sat him on my lap.

"I was tired." He yawned.

"Ok. Get some sleep then." I gave him a kiss and laid him back down.

I walked into my room and Profit was sitting down playing with Kyree.

"You needed me?" He looked up at me.

"I just wanted you back here. I missed you." I laughed.

"I only been gone for like two hours." I said. "Where TJ at?"

"I don't know." He shrugged his shoulders.

I went inside TJ's room and he was laying on the bed with his face in his pillow.

"TJ." I sat on his bed and rubbed his back.

He looked at me with tears going down his face. This surprised me because TJ don't really cry unless he's really upset. He's stubborn like that, just like Profit.

"What's wrong baby." I asked wiping his face.

"Daddy be mean to me. He won't play with me. I hate him."

"TJ don't say you hate him ok. He just has to spend time with Kyree because Kyree didn't have him around growing up. He loves you."

"I don't care." He said shaking his head. I sighed.

"Come on. You and your brother coming with me. Put on your shoes."

This is affecting my kids now and I don't like that. It can do whatever it wants to me but when my kids go around crying that's when it becomes a problem.

Mike

"You look like crap." I said letting Honest in with Ty and TJ.

"Like I don't know." She went and sat on the couch.

"Hi Uncle Mike." TJ and Ty said.

"Whats up." I gave them a five and went into the living room with Honest. I sat on the chair and TJ climbed right on my lap. Ty went and sat next to Honest.

"Y'all good? Why you here?"

"I needed to get the kids out the house." Honest said. TJ laid right on my chest and started dozing off.

"What Profit do?" I just know he probably did something.

"The whole situation is just affecting our kids. Like I know he has another son that he needs to tend to but he also has two others that need his attention. TJ was crying because Profit didn't want to play with him. He told me he hate him. No child should go around saying that."

I shook my head. "That's messed up, but you just need to talk to him. This running away from the problem not going to solve anything. He needs to learn to balance his time between three kids. Honestly you shouldn't even be in this position. If he just stayed faithful then you wouldn't be tired and your kids wouldn't be crying."

"The thing is I walked into the room and he was there playing with Kyree. Like why couldn't TJ play too." She said.

"You just need to do what's best for the kids." I told her. This not even about her or Profit no more but the kids.

"I'm trying Mike. I really am. I'm trying to be supportive and be there for him. But in the end who's being there for me. Who can I count on when I need help." She said getting teary eyed.

"Just get some sleep and think about it. You need to rest." She nodded her head wiping her face.

"You're right. I can't be stressing like this." She laid down.

I ran my hand over my waves. Profit always being dumb and making stupid decisions. That's my bro and everything and I got love for him but that still don't stop me from being honest.

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