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Miguel pov

One....two......three.....push

The girl of my dreams was giving birth to our son's. For some reason they were all born 7 min apart. The oldest was Hakeem Dashon, next was Kahlil Hansen, and last but not least Langston Eli. My son's my seeds.

I bent down and gave Rodney a kiss

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Its been 6 months and all me and Rodney have been doing is fight. She gets mad kicks me out. I get mad leave. Its not the same. We can't agree on anything. I think she should stay home take online classes and be you know a mom. She thinks she should go out bipping.

Rodney pov

Miguel just doesn't get it I don't know anything about being a mom. All I know is how to get money and protect the people I love. I wasn't meant to stay home and watch kids. That's what we hired the nanny for. Don't get me wrong I love my son's but I can't do it all they do is cry. I need them to be able to tell Me what they need so I can get it for them.

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We were in Miguels truck with the boys about to drop Hakeem off to Adriannas house, Kahlil to Raylynns and, Langston to Karma. We needed some alone time.

When we got back to the house we didn't talk at all we just went to our rooms. Oh yeah did I mention we don't sleep together anymore.

The next day I decided that w.e we have isn't working out so I sat Bud down for a talk.

Me- I love you I really do but I'm not in love anymore.

Him- ......

Me- I don't want to be with you anymore it's not working

Him-(starts to laugh)

Me-I'm serious

Him- yeah okay well I do love you but your right it's not working but I'm not letting you go your mine, so yeah we not together but you not single.

Me- what does that mean

Him-(tosses phone)

Me-(looks through phone).....you've been cheating this whole time

Him-.......I do love you Rodney

Me- damn that's crazy

Him-look I'm sorry

Me- don't say sorry I've been cheating too

(SMACK) I looked at him as he got off the couch and grabbed his car keys. I picked up the lamp and threw it at the door and screamed "ITS OVER".

I got up and packed a lot of my clothes. Packed up some my son's things and put them in the trunk of the truck. I got the gasoline and dumped it out around the house and watched it burn to the ground. I went and got my boys and started driving. I don't know where we're going but we're never coming back here.

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