Love & War

My best life.

Symone POV

Not dealing with Drew has been amazingly peaceful. I saw his wife out the other night and she looked happy. Mr control freak now has no control over nothing but his finance and that's about to change.

I walked into the child support office and took a number. I am tired of Drew doing what he wants for Carter. I work my ass off and he is fucking loaded and hands me what he thinks will suffice. I'm no longer fucking him and I'm damn sure not scared of him leaving because I left.

"Symone Richards" the clerk called.

"Hello" I greeted her.

"You're here to sign up for support from the father of your child, correct" she asked. What a fucking dumb question why else would I be here.

"Yes, that's the plan, I have his income information, Name, and Date of Birth" I confidently said.

"Okay, and can I have his name please. " she asked.

"Andrew Mitchell" I spoke proudly.

She paused and gave me a look. She then asked for his income information.

" He is the owner of Mitchell Interprises and CEO of Gloabal Construction".

She then paused and again and gave me this look crazy look.

"Drew Mitchell is the father of your child" she confusedly asked.

"Yes, is there an issue"? I now am growing upset.

"I can't take this case and I need to excuse myself due to conflict of interest." She stood up and was about to walk away.

"Are you fucking him too. Because what conflict could there be" I angrily asked.

"NO!! He is married to my sister." She smiled and walked away.

Imani has a sister. Damn. This can be bad and if she tells her sister she ran into me then Drew will know my whereabouts. I had to stop her.

"Hey, I dont know you I'm not out here trying to cause drama i just want what's owed to me" I pleaded.

"Does my sister know her husband is a dog" she asked.

I suppose she isn't too close to her sister due to her not knowing the fact her and Drew are going through a divorce.

"She found out and they are in the middle of a divorce. Drew doesn't know where I am. I would like to keep it that way." I told her.

"You want me to hide the fact you are putting my sister's husband on child support" she snapped.

"Look, I have been taking care of this little boy by myself and I'm pregnant and get no help from him." I cried.

"You were still fucking him knowing he was married, and my sister just had a damn baby" she snapped.

"I am sorry. I'm not like that" I cried.

"Well good luck with the child support " she said walking away.

5:15p.m

Finally home from being out and Carter was asleep so I went and put him in his bed. I received a text on my phone. I knew it was nobody but Drew so I ignored it.

I decided to order Chinese and snuggle on the couch and binge watch Power since I never saw it and wanted to see what all the hype was about. I was dozing off due to being so tired or this pregnancy is starting to kick my ass. I rubbed my little belly and thanked God Drew didn't harm my baby. I just want my kids to not ever want for anything and with Andrew Mitchell as their father they won't.

I woke up the next morning and went job hunting. Since I moved to Savannah I been looking for a hospital or nursing home in need of CNA's. I ran into this one lady who told me she works for a company as a traveling CNA and they pay so well that she pays her kids nanny to travel along. I was so intrigued that I applied and started looking for nannies for my kids. $25/hr and living expenses covered. I can definitely get use to that. I pray I get this job. Drew will never see me nor his kids. I will be coming and going and making money while doing so. I just need to know their maternity leave policy. Lord I am trying to align my life right for my babies guide me.

The next morning I received a call from the company and they want to interview with me and their office is in Atlanta. As much as I dont want to drive there to avoid seeing Drew I need this job. I packed an over night bag for Carter and I and was ready to go to Atlanta for the weekend that way I can go see my grandma and stay there while in town. I could use a good old fashion grandma prayer. I got Carter settled in his car seat and got on this road.