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They all look at me with worried/scared looks. Tre and Mike glance at each and I look at the two of them.
"I-I'm sorry guys I'm just tired." They hesitate to nod their heads. I run up the stairs and crash on the bed. A couple hours later I walk down the stairs and nobody is home. Not even Joey. I start to panic.
"Tre?!" I look in ever room he could be in.
"Tre!? Are you here?! Where the fuck is Joey?!" I pull my phone out and try calling Tre.
"Hey! This is Tre sorry I couldn't-" voicemail. I hang up and look out the window to see no cars in the driveway.
"Fuck." I mutter. He left me again and took MY baby. I sat down on one of the stools and took out a bottle of whiskey. After that bottle I took out another and another and they just kept coming. At 2:00am I figured it was time for sleep. But even in my mental and physical state I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning. I turn the light on and check the time to read 3:06am and still no messages. I look at the bag of sleeping pills and take two. In 10 minutes I crash. Forgetting about what happened and where my babies are.

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