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Ray

For now my house will still be under my name and I'll still own it. But hopefully everything goes right because I really want to live with my son and what use to be my future wife. Nicki and Rashaad mean the world to me and I don't want to let them go as easily as I did before.

"Daddy!" Rashaad yelled when I came in the house.

I hugged him and did our handshake we made up the other day. He smiled and ran off up the stairs. Nicki peeked around the corner at me and went back to what she was doing.

"How you doing baby?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen. She was chopping onions with her back turned to me. What the hell happened now?

"I'll be fine when I kill those bitches." She muttered.

"What happened? We got hit again?"

"Ask Rashaad?" She slammed the knife info the counter so hard that it went through the granite counter top.

"Lil homie come here!" I yelled and watched Nicki slam the door to the basement.

"Yes?" Rashaad said running towards me. He stopped when he seen my facial expression. "Am I in trouble?"

"What happened today? You got in trouble at school?" I asked in my best strict voice.

"I was at school and then they said Aunt Masey came to pick me up early. Then when I get in the office the lady wasn't Aunt Masey but I went with her because she knew you and mommy. She asked me a lot questions about yall and brought me a pizza taco. Then she dropped me off across the street from school." He leaned back on his heels once he finished telling me what happened. "Am I in trouble?"

"Naw you not but the lady is. Go pack a bag."

This shit is about to end.

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