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CHERYL POV:
I hand my son Kyle his iPad. "I have to put your stuff in back, don't go on any websites you know you can't be on." I whisper. I close the door and grab his backpack and suitcase. "You know Kyle has a potty mouth he gets it from your wife." I sigh and look at mom. "What did he say mom?" I ask quietly. "He spilled his water and said shit." I sigh. "Mom! He's 12. He's in middle school, I used to say worse his age for fuck sake I've been drinking since I was 9 and I've been having sex since I was 13 mom! I think him saying shit, in context by the way! I think him swearing every once in a while is ok! He's in middle school." I explain before putting his bags in back. She looks at me. "And none of this is because of Toni!" I say pissed. "But she's a bad influence for him." She says. "Why mom? Because she's black? Because she's from the south side of town? Why?" I ask pissed off. She looks at me trying to get up with words. "Next time you want to give me shit about being with the love of my life, at least try to come up in some kind of argument." I say quietly. "Why is Toni a bad influence on my kid?" I ask again. "B-because Kyle swore!" I take a deep breath. "From me mom!" I yell. "I'm going home! We'll talk to him and tell him that he shouldn't be swearing because apparently he's 3."
"Are you gonna talk to Kyle?" Toni ask quietly. "No." I say sitting down at my desk. "She hates me." I look at her. "You're not her favorite person in the world. But my father exist so you're not on her list of people she would kill if she has a chance." I say. She nods. "So yeah she kinda hates me." She whispers. "I'm sorry babe." She shrugs. "I get it." I look at her. "Toni..." I sigh. She shrugs. "We didn't really have a good first interaction. I was protesting the park your ancestors killed my ancestors, with the gang my friend runs." She say slightly pissed. "It's ok! I don't really like your mom either and honestly I don't want her around Kyle." I take a deep breath and nod.
I walk into the living room. "Did you swear in front of Grandma?" I ask Kyle. "No." He says not even looking away from his homework. "Than why did she say you did?" He looks at me. "I said ship. I was talking about model ship I made last week and she thought I said shit because she wants to find anything to blame on mom! Because god forbid you're not white and rich." He says very frustrated. "Why do you send me to her house?" He ask. "I don't know! I was talking to mom yesterday when we got home and we both agreed that we don't really want you around her anymore especially now that you're now old enough to pike which side of the story you want to be on and grandma finding any reason to make you hate mom might mess with you because you see her everyday than go to grandma and listen to her talk badly about mom." I explain. "Why can't I see mom's mom?" He ask quietly. "Because she's in jail." Toni says walking in. "Why?" He ask. "You know, I've been wondering the same thing for 10 years but according to some cop she had stolen a car that was never actually stolen and he managed to put her behind bars for the next 20 years. So you might see her when you're about 30. Oh wait! She'll be dead!" I look at Toni. "You need to chill." She sighs. "My mother needs be out of jail and I won't calm down about this until she is." I nod. "I'm gonna, ahh... I'm gonna go, I have a thing." She says calming down a little. "I'm gonna g-go. You don't have to wait for me for dinner, I was gonna go out with Sweet Pea after." She says leaving. "Why does she go to therapy?" Kyle ask quietly. "It's not important enough for you to know right now." I whisper. He nods. "Go back to your work, if you need help I'll pretend to know what you're doing." I say before going into the kitchen and making dinner.
TONI POV:
"How much longer are we gonna keep trying to convince Kyle I go to therapy?" I ask Cheryl. "Until he sees you at an AA meeting or something." She say quietly. I sit down at the end of the bed. "How was it?" She ask quietly. "It was fine, I hate going but I need it." She nods sitting up and getting closer to me. "It's good for you." She says. "I know." I whisper. "You really haven't been in the right mind set since everything with your mom happened." I nod. I look at her. "I just wish there was more I could have done." I whisper. "You're still fighting for her trying to prove her innocence." Cheryl says quietly. I pull Cheryl into a kiss. "I love you." I whisper. "I love you too babe." She smiles.
