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Rihanna

Ever since the night with Beyoncé I've felt guilty but also I couldn't get her off my mind. I don't know why but every second she creeps her way into my mind.

I just woke up and was met with screams and cry's from my children. I swear Trina acts like these aren't her kids too. I rushed to do my morning routine and a quick shower. I then put on my robe and put my hair in a ponytail before ran to the girls room. Once I was in the room it was a mess and Trina was in the middle of the floor sleep. It reeked of liquor and once the girls seen me they calmed down alittle.

I went over to Amor before I picked her up and grabbed her close before I held her away feeling the wetness up her back. I then layed her down on her changing table. Once she was undressed her diaper was literally dripping.

"Aww, mommas poor baby" I said as I took off the soaked diaper. I then ran her some warm bath water, once it was ready I sat down by the tub and washed her.

"Momma daddy hit me" Mariah said screaming crying. I almost broke my neck to look at me and she has a huge bruise on her left arm.

"Baby what's wrong" I said gently rubbing her arm. She flinched and started to cry harder. Fucking Trina I thought looking in the room to see she was no longer there. As Mariah cried her little heart out I threw something on and put Amor and onesie on. I picked both my children up before I rushed to the car heading to the hospital.

As I tried to drive threw traffic with a screaming Mariah in my ear. Amor was crying too and I knew she was only crying because Mariah was. I then let out a frustrated sigh finally pulling into the hospital. I carried Mariah and Amor into the hospital, I rushed to the front desk and told them that her arm is hurt. They took her away and did a purple x-rays before they told me that she would need surgery.

I was a nervous wreck just as at sat in the waiting room I received a text from Trina.

Trina🙄😣😍
Come get me

Rihanna😏🙃😘
I would but I'm in the hospital

Trina🙄😣😍
Why baby

Rihanna😏🙃😘
You apparently hit Mariah now she is in surgery

Trina🙄😣😍
I ain't hit her little ass

Rihanna😏🙃😘
Trina if you did I won't get mad

Trina🙄😣😍
You gone believe her or me

Rihanna😏🙃😘
Of course I believe you baby... it's just

Trina🙄😣😍
It's just what

Rihanna😏🙃😘
Nothing baby but can you get another ride

Trina🙄😣😍
Whatever bitch

Rihanna😏🙃😘
Baby don't be like that

Trina🙄😣😍
Shut the fuck up Rihanna you and those kids are useless

Rihanna😏🙃😘
Baby😢😰

Trina🙄😣😍
Don't baby me you know what bye

Is the last thing she texted before she put me on her block list. I knew this because I tried to call her numerous times. I just want to be everything she needs, maybe I'm not good enough for her. I carried her children, I make love to her, I give myself body and mind away to her, yet still she doesn't want me. I'm so fuckin stupid why doesn't she love me like I love her.

I need her, hell I can't get any better than her. She would die for me and here I am being selfish bitch not picking her up. I'm not going to abandon my child when she's in surgery. I'm staying I'll just have to make it up to her later.

"Fenty" the doctor called and I shot up with a sleeping Amor in my arms. I then walked up to him, worry laced in my spirit.

"Follow me" he said as he started to talk down a long hallway. We made it to her room and he led me in before closing the door. I laid Amor at the bed before pulling the blankets over her.

"Ms. Fenty" the doctor said making me take my eyes off my two gifts from god.

"Yes Dr. Jameel" I said reading his ID badge

"You child is in a bad state, she has a minor infection from a previous incident. Although, my concern lays on the fact that she has a sprained ankles and a broken arm at two years of age. I tried to get her to answer my questions but she just kept crying. She isn't talking to me much but from adult to a fellow adult. I have to say I'm worried about Mariah's living conditions. She will need to spend over night in the hospital and I'm sorry to have to tell you this, because I can your going threw a lot but child services will be up here tomorrow to ask her a couple questions about her bruises." He said before he walked out gently closing the door behind him. I then fell into the chair behind me as tears filled my eyes until they over flowed.

"I might lose my children" I said still partially not believing the news I had just received. I'll never get to see them grow up, or graduate and it's all my fault. Right after that I fell into tears, I hope they don't take my babies from me.

I have a lot to think about I thought to myself before I fell into a much needed rest.