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Zay POV

"Daddy I dont want cereal, I want pancakes." Aubrey said, changing her mind for a 3rd time.

"Fuck it. Come on." I said picking her up and walking us out to the car. I strapped them in and went to McDonalds.

"Xavier stop hitting me!" She yelled kicking the back of my seat.

"X stop hittin girls."

We got to the preschool and I checked them in then there was me and Kristi, the good one. I looked at her as I got back in to car. Her bottom lip started to quiver and her eyes got glossy. I picked her up, she wasnt wet. I tried feeding her but she just keep throwing it at me. I rocked as shhed and sand everything. Whats wrong with her?

A lady walked up to me and asked if I need help.

"No thank you."

"Yes you do."

"I have done everything. I dont know whats wrong with her."

"Her mother been gone?"

"She didnt see her this mornin."

"Thats why. Shes used to her mom and not a flat chest. Wasx she breast feed?"

"Yeah." I said as I chuckled thinking back to those days.

"She likes boobs, can I hold her?" I hesitantly  let her hold Kristi and then she stopped crying.

"She gone have to get over that cause I aint growin no titties."

"Use a pillow instead."

"Okay."

"She gave her back and Kristi started crying again. I just put her in her seat and let her play with her toys.

"Im Leecia."

"Xavier, thanks."

"No problem."

She walked away and I got curious. She looked like Kristina in so many ways. I shook it off and went back home. Kristi was dead sleep so I put her in her bed and went back to the room to take a nap.

I heard Kristi's faint screams from her room. I walked in and changed her. We played around for a while until I got a call from the school.

"Hello?"

"Is this Xavier, Aubrey's father?"

"Yes."

"You daughter is being rushed to the hospital. Her throat started to swell after eating her afternoon snack."

"The fuck yall do to my daugher I said picking up Kristi and rushing to the car."

"We didnt do anything sir please calm down." I hung up in her face. Every muthafucka in the goddamn world know not to tell somebody mad to calm down. This bitch mental.

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