"So, you're not going to help me?" Arissa cried.
"It's not my baby, Arissa." Killian told her. "You lied and tried to manipulate me. I don't want to see you ever again."
"Killian, please." Arissa begged. "I want to build a family with you."
"Arissa, leave me alone." Killian said once they approached his car. "I should've left your crazy ass at the club. Go home and find your baby daddy."
Suddenly, Arissa began to attack Killian. He covered his face as she punched, scratched, and kicked him. As much as he wanted to defend himself, he couldn't because he knew he could seriously hurt her and risk his freedom.
"I hate you!" Arissa yelled as she continued to hit him.
"Hey! Hey!" A stranger said as he went to help Killian. He grabbed Arissa and pulled her away from Killian.
"You stupid bitch!" Killian retorted. "Stay the fuck away from me!"
"Fuck you, Killian! I'll still make your life a living hell!" Arissa said.
Killian got into his truck and sped off. He drove to his parents' house and entered, immediately alarming Lennox. She went to see who it was and instantly got mad when she saw Killian's split lip.
"Who the fuck did it?!" Lennox yelled. "Was it that crazy bitch?! I'll fuck her up, Killian!"
"Calm down, aight? Where's mom and dad?" Killian asked.
"They went to the store." Lennox replied as she began to cry. "You have a busted lip and you expect me to calm down?! I'll kill that bitch for real."
Killian wrapped his arms around Lennox and sighed. "I'm sorry, Chocolate. I'm okay, baby girl."
-
Karis paced the King's living room floor as she tried to calm herself down. She was pissed off and ready to kick some ass, but she couldn't because she had remorse for the unborn child.
"Karis, c'mon. Let's calm down, baby." Heather said. As much as she felt the same anger, she had to keep her cool.
"I can't calm down until I put my hands on that girl. Give me about five months." Karis told her.
"Karis, if I calm down then you can calm down." Kennedi said as she stood in front of Karis. "There's nothing we can do—right now. Trust me, I've been wanting her since I was seven."
Karis sucked her teeth. "I want that bitch now. She fucked with my best friend—my baby's uncle—that shit ain't gon sit right with me until I put my hands on her."
Everyone knew how Karis could get. She was like a pit bull—sweet by nature, but a nightmare when someone fucks with their people.
"Karis, c'mon." Killian begged. "She's gonna get her's regardless."
"If y'all would've let Kennedi beat her ass when we were kids, we wouldn't be dealing with this bull shit! Fuck that bitch!" Micah blurted out. "Kill, you should've rocked her shit! Her face ain't carrying the baby!"
"Micah!" Heather fussed.
Amaru shrugged. "He ain't lie, but no son of mine is putting their hands on a woman—even if she is hitting you. Y'all ain't about to be locked up over some crazy ass ho."
Killian sighed out of frustration. "Aight, look. I meet up with the judge again soon and hopefully my face will get my restraining order."
"Now, what did we learn?" Jaxon asked as he crossed his legs. "Never fuck with a bitch you recognize from grade school."
