Maloni's POV

Standing in the doorway of our bedroom, I gazed across the room, content with our situation at hand. Malik stared at the tv while PJ Masks played and Jayceon watched just as interested while scrolling on his phone.

"You hungry Malik?" I asked sitting next to him. He hasn't eaten, slept or even played. All he does is watch tv and lay under Jayceon.

"No. Can you call my momma?" Malik finally looked up at me with tears in his eyes. I wanted to tell him I was his new mommy now but Jayceon wouldn't let me.

"You wanna go to Desoto for a while Maloni?" Jayceon asked looking at me, terrified.

"Eww. Why would I wanna go down there with them white people?" I asked disgusted at the thought of being around too many white people.

"You a wacist," Malik yelled pointing at me. I mugged him and gave Jayceon my attention again.

"Look. Maloni we gotta get outta here," Jayceon mumbled while getting up from the bed. He grabbed his suitcase from the closet before staring a hole in my face. "Bitch I said we gotta leave. Get yo shit together or I'll leave you here. I got what I wanted out of you anyway."

I maneuvered around the room, grabbing my most valuable items and the majority of my clothes. I dragged my Michael Kors suitcase all the way to the front door and stood there waiting on Jayceon and Malik.

"We going to my momma house now?" Malik asked trailing behind Jayceon who had his suitcase and a book-bag for Malik. "I just want my momma." Malik had started to cry and I was getting aggravated.

"Shut the fuck up, damn! Come on," I yelled grabbing Malik's hand yanking him out the door towards the car.  I don't know when I realized that I didn't like kids but I'm definitely glad I can't have my own now.

I strapped Malik in while Jayceon loaded our luggage. I walked around the car and Jayceon opened my door. I felt a hard sting to my face and immediately cupped my cheek where I had been slapped.

"Keep talking to my mu'fucking son like that and I'll kill you without second guessing it. Now get yo dumb ass in the car and shut the fuck up." And that's what I did.

The hour drive to Desoto from St. Louis was quiet and depressing other than the radio playing low. I watched my whole life stay behind while I traveled to a different city to satisfy my fiancé's needs and wants.

Malik's pictures were plastered all over the news, Facebook and even in stores. But what I saw on RealStlNews, is what scared me the most. My picture was posted along with a status:

Possible suspect in the kidnapping of Malik Keys:

Maloni McGee (18) a student at Hazelwood Central, was last seen studying at the residence of baby Malik's with his aunt. The day of the kidnapping, baby Malik's aunt was drugged and taken to the hospital where later she remembered Maloni was with her last. If anyone has seen Maloni McGee, or even her husband Jayceon McGee, please contact the police immediately.

I, without a doubt in my mind, was terrified. At only 18 years old, I've made the biggest mistake of my life by far. I banged my hand on the window, seeing we had pulled into Jayceon's cousin house.

"Do you think Kalilah snitched on us?" I asked as the car stopped.

"Stop fucking thinking about it and don't bring it up in front of the fam," Jayceon whispered as he got out of the car and greeted his cousin, Nassir.

"I'm sick of being talked to like I'm a damn kid," I mumbled to myself getting Malik out of the booster seat.

"Didn't my daddy tell you to shut the fuck up. I'm telling on you," Malik said jumping out the car. I pinched his arm until he started crying. "I'm sorry, I won't tell him."

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Harmony's POV

Seeing that little baby laying there lifeless took a toll on me. I laid in my bed crying over someone else's child. My nephew body hasn't been found and neither has Maloni. I only prayed that my nephew was safe.

"Can I come in?" I heard Kalilah on the other side of my door and wanted to ignore her but I couldn't.

"Yea what's up?" I asked sitting up and wiping my eyes.

"I just wanna apologize for not telling you sooner, ya know, about Maloni." I grabbed my cover and pulled it up to my shoulders. "Your mom and sister accepted my apology already. They say it's not my fault. I honestly had nothing to do with it. I was forced to keep my mouth shut and I'm sor—"

"Keep your apologies. You let me get close to the bitch. You let me study with her knowing she was evil. My nephew has been gone damn near a week and you knew!" I was screaming at this point and caused my Momma and A'Lyric to come running to my room.

"I'm sorry I just wanted to apologize," Kalilah said beginning to cry.

"Fuck your apologies. How long did you know they had him?" I yelled again. My nephew was my heart and it was killing me not having him around. How could A'Lyric not feel like this? This is her child, her only child. Or maybe I feel like this because he was in my care when it happened.

"I found out the day it happened. I was tempted to tell y'all that day but the loyalty was with my brother. I've never betrayed him before. I've looked up to him all my life and not to forget to mention Maloni was my bestfriend. You got to understand how trapped I felt?" Kalilah cried out.

"Get out my room," I yelled. "Just get out!" I cried hysterically, rocking back and forth. "I just want my chunky man to come home."
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