29) Get out.

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.East.

I hear loud ass banging coming from the front door.

That can't be nobody but the cops or a crackhead. The sun ain't even out yet.

I slide my arm from underneath Chris head. "Where you going?" She turns over towards me with her eyes still closed.

"Someone's at the door. I'll be back."

She groans and rolls back over. I get up and look at the clock and see it's 5 in the morning.

When I get to the living room I can hear just how loud the banging actually is. They gonna wake everybody up knocking that damn loud.

I grab my gun from under the table and stick it in my boxer band.

"Damn. Chill it's too early for all that shit." I open the door.

"Hey baby

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"Hey baby." She stands on her tiptoes kissing me.

Fuck. I forgot she was coming back from her friends today.

"Where yo clothes at girl. You was with ya friends looking like that?"

"Yea. You like." She does a little spin.

"Of course ma. Where yo stuff?"

"In the car."

"Ight lemme put some shoes on." I head towards my room

"Wait. We can just get it later." She tries to stick her hands in my boxers but I stop her. "I missed you daddy."

As bad as I want to do this. I ain't finna risk Chris seeing this. "Look Chels I have to tell you something."

"Chris is here. She's sleep. She's been through a lot and she just needs a sleep right now. I'm hoping you can be woman enough to let her sleep here a while"

"You a disrespectful ass nigga." She points in my face.

I grab her arm bringing her closer to me and closing the door. "Watch ya mouth lil girl. I ain't being disrespectful. We ain't doing shit."

"You think I give a fuck!" She yells. Always escalating situations and I'm fucking tired of it.

"Shut the fuck up she's sleep." I grab her throat and push her against the wall.

"FUCK YOU FUCK HER. IM LEAVING. GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME."

I let go of her and back. I can feel myself losing it and I don't wanna hurt her. "Ight."

"That's all you have to say?" I shrug my shoulders. This shits dead.

"East please." She walks towards me trying to hug.

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