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They been showing my book hella love and I love itttt ❤️Thanksssss soooo much

Y'all go read 'Saved' by Kandice_joAnna 😭that shit soooo funny y'all I was crying & stay away from Tre he mine 🙄

Also go read Mellyindabizzness book 'What is she doing to me?'. It's soooo good

I really don't want to do A/N in this book because y'all know I drag these the fuck out 😂

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^That is there so I know how many words I wrote in the A/N so I don't exclude them from the 2,000 words I'm trying to write 😂Ima forget to delete it later

-2Q

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ANDRE

"I oughta slap tha fuck outta yo black ass,"I mumbled.

"Nigga! I told them I wasn't gon shoot nobody. Ion know why they was trippin. They some fuckin pigs I swe-"

"YA BROUGHT A FUCKING GUN TA THE HOSPITAL! NOW YA CAN'T COME BACK!"I shouted.

Phrey looked around.

"Who tha fuck ya talking ta like that nigga? I'm not yo bitch Dre."

"Maybe if ya stopped actin like one I wouldn't have ta treat ya like it. Now get tha fuck outta ma car."

He reached in his pocket and pulled out at least $2,000. I shook ma head. I'm not no damn charity case, and I neva will be.

"Get tha fuck outta ma car Humphrey,"I said calmly.

"Dre, take it. I'm ti'ed of seeing ya with nothing. Na' PJ and I talked it ova. Marah and ya gon move in with u-"

I sighed, "Phrey I'm not a damn charity case."

"I don't ca'e what ya are. Ya not about to have my niece livin' in this car anymore. I don't ca'e what ya do with ya' self but Marah ain't stayin in this car. Ya either come with ha, or ya leave ha. Simple,"He said.

He threw tha money on the dashboard. He got out tha car and began ta grab some of Marah's stuff. I jumped out of the car and began ta take it from him.

"Ya not taking my damn daughta!"I shouted.

"Then get off ya fucking ass and do something about it!"He shouted back.

"Ya don't think a nigga is tryin?"

He looked at me again. He rolled his eyes and began ta take all of Marah stuff outta tha car. I snatched tha bags from him and threw them on tha ground.

"WHAT THA FUCK IS WRONG WITH YA?"Phrey screamed.

I felt my legs getting weaka as I fell ta ground. I rested my elbows on ma knees as I cried. It has been a long time since I broke down like this.

"Yo' man, what's goin on?"Phrey asked.

I shook my head, "Ya right man. I can't keep letting Marah live like this."

"Look man, while ya get on ya feet, let us take ca'e of ha. We gotta ha. Ya know that's our baby too. We love Marah. We love ya ta man,"Phrey comforted me.

"Marah been living like this since she was two. I can't e'en raise my own chil'. She deserves so much more than this,"I cried out.

At tha age of 15, I was tha most wildest child ya can think of. I had at least three girlfriends, and they all knew bout each otha. Well one day one of ma girlfriends, I think ha name was like Lilly or something, introduced me ta sista. Ha sista was so fuckin beautiful. We ended up fallin in love with each otha. She got pregnant that same yea'. She told me I was tha fatha. So I dropped everythin fa my new chil. I was so happy ta' have a chil.

"Dre, I can't have take care of this child. I gotta focus on ma'self. So ya do something with it," The note said.

I picked up tha car seat. She did not just leave a child on my porch and told me ta take care of it. I brought Amarah inside. I grabbed tha house phone and I began ta call Ebony.

"Ebony, come on na' pick up tha phone. I'm only 17. I can't take ca'e of na child by ma'self. Pick up tha phone when ya get this message baby,"I spoke inta tha phone.

I waited hours, upon hours. Those hours turned into days, and then those days turned inta yea's.

"Dre, just think about it. Tell PJ ta bring me back something ta eat on his way back,"He mumbled.

He got up and took Marah stuff in tha house. I wiped tha tea's from ma eyes. I dusted off my clothes. I hopped back in the car and drove off.

I began to replay some previous events of ma life. My fatha dying when I turned 17. My mama becoming a drunk. Amarah being born. So many people ask me I why I attempted suicide. Real shit, I can't take this no mo.

A 21 yea' old man, who has nothing ta live fa. Marah is young, she'll never remember me like that. She'll get haself some new parents. Maybe PJ and Phrey can take ca'e of ha.

"Why tha fuck does it have ta be me God?"I asked out loud.

I pulled the car over on the side of tha empty road. I hit my hands against tha steering wheel.

"God! I done nothing but fucking obey your wishes and look at me. What tha fuck? Where are ma blessings man?"I shouted.

I continued ta hit the steering wheel. My eyes were clouded with tea's. I had a terrible headache from all of tha screaming.

"I got a fucking daughta! Ya got us living in ma car! Why God?"I screamed as tea's streamed down my eyes.

I looked around in ma cup holda.

"I swear God on ma fatha. All these fucking people in tha world and ya let this shit happen ta me?"

I pulled out tha lil pocket knife Marah gave me fa fathas day last yea'.

"I tried last time and it ain't work. But God I swea' Imma drive this knife right through my chest if ya don't tell me what tha fuck ya tryna do ta me!"I shouted to the unknown.

It was quiet fa a second. I looked down at the knife. Phrey stupid ass helped Amarah make it fa me. Where Phrey and I was from, there was no extravagant gifts. I been getting crazy gifts fa the longest.

The knife had ma named engraved in it. Ha hand-writing was so big, all of my name ain't fit. It just said And. I didn't mind though. I loved this lil gift. I used ta have it on my keychain, but then tha shooting happened last yea' and I couldn't bring anything nea' a weapon ta tha hospital. I fa'got it even existed.

I looked down in tha otha cup holda. It was the bullet she gave me. Yes Phrey let ha give me a bullet for Fatha's day. Don't ask me why. Phrey just special as hell. I loved the little bullet though. It had a nice elegant carvings ta it. Little flowa's was engraved in it. I couldn't really see all of em because ma eyesight was bad.

"God, why ya do it?"I asked with a slight chuckle.

"Why tha hell did ya give me a daughta, knowing I can't provide fa ha?"I asked out loud.

The bullet and tha knife was enough ta make me fa'get. I put the knife down. My head fell against the steering wheel.

"I'm sorry Big Man. I'm tryin, I really am,"I whispered.

I reached into unda tha seat and pulled out a couple of Adderalls. I placed them on tha tip of ma tongue and took em dry.

KATHRYN

"How does it look?"I asked.

Amarah got up and ran into the bathroom. She came back out jumping and screaming.

"I love it so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so-"

"Amarah Marlin Harper, don't start little girl,"The guy in the corner said.

"She's fine,"I laughed.

"If she start right now, she'll never stop. You'd be hearing 'so' for the next 24 hours,"He said.

"I want a kid. She's so cute. I wish Darnell and I had one or two,"I whined.

He looked at me like I was crazy, "Darnell? You married a nigga named Darnell?"He asked laughing.

"Ugh, I knew I would get this response. Yes I married a man named Darnell. We are divorced now,"I rolled my eyes.

"What happened between y'all?"

"Long story, no time to explain today."

"Well Marah and I better get going. We gotta pick up Uncle Phrey something to eat before he starve,"He said getting up.

"What's your name again?"

"Papi Johns!"Amarah shouted.

I furrowed my eyebrows. That did not seem like a appropriate name a child should be calling someone.

"Marah, hush up. My name PJ ma'."

"Ok PJ, I'm Kathryn. You can call me Kat though,"I said with a smile.

"That white ass name,"He mumbled.

"I heard that,"I said.

"Well, come on Marah. Let's go, get your toys. Tell Ms. Smith bye."

"By Kat!"She shouted.

PJ slide me a piece of paper. They walked out the door. It slammed behind them.

Here Dre number. Call his ugly ass and tell him we left with Marah.

I laughed. Andre is far from ugly. The nurse came in and started to check my vitals and make sure the wiring is alright.

"Can you hand me that phone honey?"

She was a terrible nurse. It was like she was trying to kill me. She threw the phone in my lap. I took the new bucket of ice I had and poured it on her feet.

"Don't you ever throw any-fucking-thing at me again,"I said.

She cried out in pain. The bucket of ice had to be at least 2 pounds. I made PJ bring me some more. It was cold, and some of it had already melted. Her poor ugly ass tennis shoes.

She swung the door open and left. I finished checking my own vitals and the machines. Once I was done with that, I put the number in my phone.

After about four rings, he picked up.

"Helluh?"He answered.

"Hey, this is Kathryn. PJ gave me your numbe-"

"Shit,"He whispered.

"Is everything all right?"I asked.

"Uh nah, ma car won't start. Let me call ya back so I ca-"

"Do you need me to come?"I asked.

"Where you gon go Kathryn?" Myself asked me.

"Bitch shut up, I'm tryna be nice."

"Helluh?"He said into the phone.

"I'm sorry, my phone acting stupid. Is nobody on the road?"I asked.

"Nah ma', I was taking a back road that was closed off. I think ima just have ta call PJ,"He said.

"No, he just went home. I'll come get you Andre."

"How tha fuck ya gon get out that hospital bed?"He asked.

"Andre I'm a nurse. Text me the address. I'll be there in 15."

I hung up the phone before he could argue. So my current problem was getting out of the hospital unnoticed. Darnell had brought me some clothes earlier so I didn't have to wear the hospital gown. I grabbed the PINK hoodie and the jeans.

I searched through the bag for a bra. This man ain't bring me no bra. I rolled my eyes. The hospital bra was not comfortable and it squished my boobies. I guess I would be going bra-less. I pulled the sweatshirt over my head and pulled the jeans on. I lost so much weight while doing nothing. I grabbed the comb out of the bag. My hair looked a hot fucking mess. I pulled it up into a ball on top of my head.

Wow, I looked cute. That was not the point right now. I grabbed my phone and saw the address. It wasn't that far from the hospital. I should be able to be back in due time.

The bed was made up too look as if someone was in it. I grabbed Darnell's surgeon coat. He was just gon have to get a new one. He left one here, but I had to wear it out. I found a extra pair of scrubs in the top of the closet. I guess I didn't have to dress as a guest. I could dress as a doctor. I slipped on the scrubs over it.

This shit was hot as hell. I put the do not disturb sign on the door as I opened it.

"Ok Ms. Smith, call if you need anything,"I said into the room.

A few nurses looked at me. I guess they had already saw someone come out of the room. I grabbed a new chart like I was going to a different room. Once I got to that room I set the chart down on a different desk, so someone would pick it up.

I acted like I was clocking out.

"Hey! I need you to check ro-"

"Of course!" I said.

I acted as if I was on the phone so no one would stop me going out of the door. Once someone else clocked out, I got the perfect opportunity to get out. I walked outside and breathed in the fresh night air. I looked around, because my plan had succeeded. I started to walk towards my car.

Wait a damn minute. I don't got no fucking car. I saw a girl walking through the emergency exit.

"Hello ma'am! We have valet! I'll park your car!"I shouted.

"Oh thank god. There's change in the viso-"

"It doesn't cost a thing! Just don't tell anyone I let you get by for free! I'll put the keys behind the tire so you can get them!"I said as I ran off.

Andre better be so fucking happy. I could lose my whole damn job for this.