Her Wife And Kids

fifty seven

Nicki's P.O.V

As a parent there's nothing more frightening than knowing your child is going through something and not having any power to be of help to them.

Last night Ida called me over to her room. She seemed conflicted and lost judging from her facial expression.

When she told me to close the door my heart dropped for the third time that day.

Ida has to be the most independent person I know, she's always been able to stand on her own two feet.

So for her to call for me that night took me by surprise.

"Ma...I'm scared" Was the first thing she said after I closed that door. She had a tight grip on her phone, to the point where her hand trembled.

Flashback

"You wanna talk about it?" I sit beside her on her bed, my mommy instincts kicking I instantly place a palm on her head. Checking for a fever.

Aside from the sweating she was perfectly fine.

"Yea...I just, I have a lot on my mind, and I feel like I've been dragged into something I didn't ask to be apart of. I'm too young to be stressing like this" She throws her hand in the air frustrated.

"Well maybe I can help. What's stressing you out?" I ask disquieted.

That's when she burst into tears.

"I can't, I can't do it" She sobbed.

Regardless of how eager I am to know I refuse to rush her into telling me.

Being as patient as a worried parent can be I wipe her tears, assuring her that whatever it is I'll love her never less.

"I'm sorry" She shakes her head. I can tell she's really burdened by this.

"That's ok baby I appreciate you trying. Whenever you're ready I'm here to listen...you know I love you right?" She nods returning my hug.

Before leaving I got on my knees and recited a quick prayer.

End of flashback

Ida's P.O.V

It doesn't make sense. None of this makes sense.

I don't want to say something that's false and potentially put someone's life in danger.

Plus it happened all so quick. Maybe my eyes were deceiving me, yeah cause I once read this thing that said when in a life threatening situation the brain can produce memory erros.

Cause why would Ty's friend shoot at us?

That's the same nigga that drove me home. He was so nice tho, I don't recall him giving me a name. I know they all in a gang but I still can't believe they did that. They must've thought my mom's car was someone else's.

"Why you up so early?" Mom speaks snapping me out my thoughts. I pick up my spoon and start mixing my cereal to make things seem less creepy since she caught me staring at the wall.

"I changed my mind. I'm going to school today"

"You are??!" She replies shocked.

Last night my parents told me I didn't have to go to school and of course I took their offer with no hesitation cause I was still shaken with what had just happened, but after doing some deep thinking I've changed my mind.

What good will staying home do? I literally had no sleep because all I could do was think about the shootout and how I recognized one of the men in the car.