Different

Sunday 4/11/18 3:15pm

Tray stays in the car and sit in the driver's seat. I walk up to the house and knock and as soon as I did Jordan comes in a panic.

"Ugh, Thank you so much! She's upstairs." He says going back to Myona. I walk past her and him. She's sprawled our on the couch and streams of blood are gushing out of her leg. Jordan looks back at me.

"Go!" He says. I run up the stairs into each room looking for Kyla.

"Hey babygirl!" I say sighing of relief.

"Mommy got hurt." She says crying.

"I know and Daddy's gonna make her better, ok?" I say. She nods.

"So I'm gonna have to take you home with me." I say and she nods again, I grab her hand and walk towards the door. I pick her up and hold her head to my shoulder blocking her eyes from her mom as we rush past.

I quickly get her in the car and strap her in as I close the door and get in. I look back at her frightened face.

"Your mommy's gonna be just fine." I say as Tray pulls off.

The car ride calms down as we continue.

"Oh we're gonna have to stop by Jordan's house." I say.

"Why?" He asks.

"For her stuff, obviously." I say sarcastically.

"Aye yo, can you walk?" He asks.

"Yea." I say confused.

"Good. Let's keep it that way." He says smirking.

"Airi?" Kyla says. I turn back to look at her.

"Yes, baby?" I say.

"I'm hungry." She says pouting.

"Ok, Tray's gonna get you some food." I say and Tray looks at me like I'm crazy.

"What? You can't say no to a face like that. Can you?" I say. He sighs and says ok.

We finally got home at around 7 o'clock. We haven't heard anything from Jordan or Myona. Kyla's sleeping in the back holding a bear she found at her father's house.

"Tray, can you get the bags?" I ask picking her up.

"Yeah, yeah. All I know is I better be getting some for all these favors." He mumbles under his breath.

"Thanks Tray!" I say opening the door to the apartment.