Chapter 2

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Nia's POV

"Uncle Mike moveee!" I whined because he wouldn't let me go. Ms. Heather ended up being able to get a moving truck the next day and all my stuff was already loaded up.

"Nooo niece don't leave me! Who's suppose to cook for me now! You know your cooking the best!" He exclaimed still holding me back.

"Now Uncle Mike you're telling me nann one of them girls you be bringing through here knows how to cook?" I asked him.

"Shiddd I don't know. If they do it's not gon be as good as yours!" He whined still not letting me go.

I looked out the door and seen that the moving had already left and the driver she sent,waiting. Sighing I looked to Uncle Mike. "Listen how bout this. I'll bring you a plate every once in a while,but right now I need to go." I made him a deal and he let me go.

"Fine! And I better get some desserts with it too!" He yelled as I hurried to the car.

"No promises!" I yelled back getting into the car.

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Sighing I flopped down on the sofa next to Ms. Heather. I just got done arranging all my stuff in my room and when I tell you I'm tired, I'm tired.

"Tired." She said with an chuckle and I nodded.

"Well you have time to sleep cause my son should be home tomorrow and that's when the real work begins." She told me.

"Alright well to bed I go. I'll be up bright and early to make everyone breakfast." I let her know then headed upstairs to the best bed I ever laid in.

Waking up from my "nap" it was 9pm and I was starving. Heading down the stairs I seen that Ms. Heather wasn't on the sofa anymore,but her phone was on the table so she didn't leave. I went to the kitchen to look for something to cook for us. Looking in the freezer I seen catfish and fries so I took those out and set them aside. Opening the refrigerator I looked for the ingredients to make some coleslaw and luckily I found them,but I need to go grocery shopping if I'm supposed to be cooking cause ain't shit in here but junk.

I put the fish in some warm water to let it thaw out while I make the coleslaw. I finished and put it in the refrigerator to get cold and started looking for where they put all there spices. Finding them I made the mixture for the fish and got the skillet ready. I decided to wash all the dishes I messed up while the grease heats up. Washing a cup that I was about dry I heard a door open and closed,but thought nothing of it and continued what I was doing. Hearing keys getting closer to where I was I stopped what I was doing when I seen who it was. No Fucking Way!

"Who are you and why the hell are you in my house?" He asked confused and angry. I said nothing still shock on who just rolled up in here, literally.

"You know what I don't care get the fuck outta here before I call the police." He said annoyed. I snapped out of my shock and said.

"I'm sorry.. I'm.. umm.. Ni-." He cut me off before I could introduce who I was.

"You can't hear? I don't give a fuck who you are get the fuck up outta my house NOW!" He boomed out.

"Listen I don't know who the f-." I was interrupted yet again,but this time it was by Ms. Heather. He's lucky cause I was about to curse his monkey ass out.

"Odell honey is that you?" She asked coming around the corner giving him a hug.

"Hey mama." He said hugging her back,but never taking his eyes off of me. I rolled my eyes and mugged the hell outta him. Who the hell he think he is, talking to me like I'm some lil bitch. He got the right fucking one.

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