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All About Mya & Xavier In This Chapter...

Sorry Y'all. I've Been Dealin Wit Sum. So Now I'm Kindof Back, But Not Fully. But Here Is A Chapter Since It's Been Ah Minute. *Hope I Still Got It. Lmao*
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Mya
I tried blocking out everything my uncle Martin just told me, but I know it isn't gonna go anywhere.

I quickly walked out the house slamming the screen door shut as I walked up to my uncles car—since he drove me here.

He was actually waiting on the outside for me to come, I just needed to handle something real quick.

5 Minutes Earlier....

"Ya mother sold Amour for some drugs into trafficking." He ended standing.

"You did what?" Cartier yelled almost ready to jump over the table & Beat Her mommas Ass.

Me, I Blocked all hearing & conversations out when I seen Malik run from behind and choke the hell out of me.

"HEY HEY!!!" My uncle Martin yelled pulling Malik off of me.

"BITCH YOU AINT TELL ME SHIT!!" He lashed out.

"I'm sorry. I didn't have nowhere to put them. Nobody wanted them. So I gave Amour to my momma. That's the only person that wanted her." I teared up.

"I don't give a fuck Mya. You knew I was here and you ain't call me. Type time you on?"

"I'm said I was sorry. I'm not gon' keep apologizing for some shit I know I already did." I gritted.

"Now move out of my way so I can get by." I forcefully pushed Malik to the side walking by him.

I seen Cartier nem from the corner of my eyes walking outside. I went to the back room closing and locking the door.

I just needed some time to myself right now. Anybody that come around me imma spazz the fuck out.

Malik in there blamin me for this shit, but if you was in my place would you do the same?

Shit right now ain't goin to swell for me.

I jus found out my daughter is in some type of trafficking and my fake ass mother did this shit all over some damn drugs.

If it was for allat. She could've jus went up the street & sucked Joseph dick for free.

She ain't right, my uncle ain't right, I'm not right, my life jus ain't right. And I'm tired of this shit. Ion got my baby boy wimme. I just found out about my daughter.

Man I'm so done wit life, I just wanna leave it for good & never come back.

*KNOCK. KNOCK.*

I quickly looked up looking at the door. I knew that if I didn't answer it, then they was gonna walk in.

"Who is it!" I semi-yelled.

"It's ya uncle. You Comin?" He Asked jingling his keys.

"Yeah I'm comin jus give me a minute." I held my finger up like he could see it.

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