Mama

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~Jayceon POV

I was on the couch with Jaybee and Akira watching TV. I heard the door open, it was JaMiya. "Its two in the morning. Where you been?" I asked. "I was out." She walked pass me going up to her room. I took Akira off my lap putting her on the couch. I followed her upstairs. "Out with who? That lil boyfriend of yours?" I scoffed. "It doesn't matter. I'm tired can you just leave me alone." She said.

"Why you got on shades in the house?" I said raising a brow. "Cause I want to be cute. Is that a problem?"

"Take off the shades Miya." I said. "Can you please just get out. I'm tired." She said walking past me. I grabbed her arm making her turn back towards me. I took the shades off myself making my blood boil. "Who the fuck did that to your eye?" I said through clenched teeth. "I-I was high and I fell." She said avoiding eye contact. "For one, you're a terrible liar. Two, you don't even smoke." I scoffed.

"It was an accident, he didn't mean to."

"What's his name?" I asked. "No Jayceon. You're going to try and hurt him." She said with tears forming. "JaMiya what is his fucking name!" I semi-yelled. "I'm about to shower." She said walking in the bathroom locking the door. I seen her phone on her bed. I took it and walked out. I walked to my others sister's room knocking on the door. "Come in." She said. "I figured you were still up. I need to go handle something real quick can you watch Jaybee and Akira."

"Of course." I walked downstairs seeing both of them knocked out on the couch, I kissed both of them before getting in my car. I turned on her phone trying to get the password. '0-3-1-9' She always made her password her birthday. I opened her phone seeing Life360. Probably some shit my mom made her download. I looked at her last location which was twenty minutes from here. I started my car making my way there.

**

I pulled up into the driveway seeing a group of dudes sitting there. I got out my car making sure I had my gun. "Aye who is you my boy?" One of the dudes said. "JaMiya been through here?" I asked. "This ain't my crib homie. You got to ask Eli." He said. "Well where the hell is Eli?" I said clenching my jaw. "AYO ELI! SOMEBODY OUT HERE FOR YOU!" He yelled. A few seconds later, some big ass nigga came out. "JaMiya been through here?" I asked. "Oh you talking bout shawty who ran through. Yeah she been over here." He said laughing a little.

"The fuck you mean ran through." I scoffed. "I mean everybody in this bitch done ran a train on that youngin." He smiled. "How old you is playboy?" I asked. "Twenty-two." He said. I pulled out my gun shooting each and every one of them niggas. I was so hot. I sped home.

**

"JAMIYA!" I yelled walking in the house. "Jayceon shut up your kids are sleep." Jayda said mugging me. I went upstairs busting in her room. "Did you take my fucking phone Jayceon." She said when I walked in. "So you out here letting grown ass men run fucking trains on you!" I yelled.

"Can you stop yelling please."

"STOP YELLING! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU PUT YOURSELF IN A FUCKING SITUATION LIKE THAT!"

"Can you not tell mama or Jayda. I don't want them to know." She said crying. "You let this people put they fucking hands on you. Why?"

"I did it for money." She said. "What the fuck you need money for?" I asked raising. "Because I do. Jayceon can you just please not tell mama about this." She begged. I could hear Akira crying downstairs. I just shook my head walking off. "I told you to stop all that yelling." Jayda said handing her to me. I laid on the couch with her on my chest as she drifted back to sleep.

**Next Day**

~Morgan POV

I was balled up in the corner with my knees to my chest. The door opened revealing Maurice, the same guy who caught me trying to leave. "Lets go." He said. "Where are we going?" I said. "You smell like shit and you need a shower. Lets go." I got off the ground following him. He took me to another room that was down here. When he opened the door, it was a tiny shower with a bar of soap and a rag. "You got five minutes." He said handing me a pair of sweats and a white t-shirt.

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