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       #Post#: 990--------------------------------------------------
       Rebirth
       By: BigBossJay Date: April 8, 2020, 1:24 pm
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       Kwame's eyes slowly fluttered open, adjusting to the harsh
       fluorescent lighting that beamed down onto him. He went to
       breath, but his throat was terribly dry. He attempted to work up
       spit, shifting his sore legs. His eyes adjusted just as a door
       popped open, and a perky white woman in scrubs walked in.
       Nurse. Well, hello, Mr. Wells! So glad you're finally awake.
       Slowly, Kwame looked around. His heart began to race when he
       realized he was in a hospital room.
       Nurse. Not to worry, you're in safe hands.
       Kwame. The fuck am I doing in here?
       Nurse. You gave your family quite a scare. No worries, though,
       your grandmother left to get herself lunch. She'll be thrilled
       that you're awake!
       Kwame. What happened?!
       Before the nurse could answer, the door popped open and a
       relived Angela put her bag down before rushing to Kwame and
       hugging his head.
       Angela. Oh, my baby! I'm so glad you're awake.
       Kwame. Maw, what's up?
       Angela. You don't remember?
       Kwame shook his head. Angela sat down with a sigh.
       Angela. You got robbed, baby...and shot.
       Kwame. For real?
       Angela. You've been in a coma for a few months now.
       Kwame reached up and felt the bandage wrapped around his head.
       Angela. Your cousins have all been by and--
       Kwame. My mama been here?
       Angela paused and shook her head.
       Angela. If she has, she hasn't let me know. You know how your
       mother can be, Kwame.
       Kwame. Yeah, I know...
       The door opened again and a doctor stepped in with a smile.
       Angela. Dr. Lyles, look at him.
       Lyles. He looks fantastic. How are you feeling, Mr. Wells?
       Kwame. I'm okay, I guess?
       Lyles. Any headaches? Blurred vision?
       Kwame. Nah.
       Lyles. Okay, that's a good sign. We'd like to keep you for 24
       hour observation. But, if all checks out, you'll be able to go
       home tomorrow morning.
       Dr. Lyles walked out and Kwame laid back, sighing.
       Kwame. So, everybody been here?
       Angela. Monica and LaTasia, MJ and Amiya...everyone.
       Kwame nodded.
       Kwame. They know who shot me?
       Angela. Actually, they were hoping you'd remember something. Do
       you?
       Kwame. Nah...I remember leaving the family reunion and going
       home...that's it, though.[/center]
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: deHamm Date: April 9, 2020, 8:02 pm
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       Angela shook her head and sighed as she pulled out her phone to
       let everyone know Kwame was awake and alert. After she sent out
       the mass family text she looked back at Kwame as his eyes were
       fixated on a spot out of the window. She could tell he was in
       deep thought, so she decided to cut it short.
       Angela. Kwame.. I don't want you to be doing nothing crazy out
       here... I remember.. You said you not gettin into any more
       trouble..
       Kwame. I can't remember nothing..... But I know I aint go out
       lookin to get robbed.
       Angela sighed as she thought about how the police described
       Kwame being tossed on the street and left for dead. She was so
       scared when she got the phone call, and after the first surgery
       she felt so much relief. At this point, she just didn't want
       anything to happen to him. With her sister off being the worst
       part of their father, she had been the one to look out for her
       nephew just like her own son, and she knew it wasn't in them to
       take them lying down.
       Angela. No body goes out looking to get robbed... Sometimes it
       happens, but you're still with us, and everything is fine...
       Kwame looked at Angela as she stood up walking over to him. He
       took a deep breath and looked back out of the window.
       Angela. Kwame, look at me...
       After a few moments, he finally looked at her so she could get
       whatever she had to say off her chest.
       Angela. Now, don't look at me like that..
       He gave her a slight smile and she smile lightly back as she
       grabbed his hand.
       Angela. I thought we'd lost you.... If it wasn't for that girl
       finding you then we would have... Don't go out there doing
       nothing crazy..
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: BigBossJay Date: April 10, 2020, 11:41 am
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       Kwame shook his head slightly.
       Kwame. I'm not, Auntie. When I told you I was done, I meant it.
       Angela. Good. The last thing I need is a phone call saying that
       they got you the next time.
       Kwame. You said a girl found me? What girl?
       Angela. I don't know. She didn't come to the hospital, the EMTs
       didn't get her name.
       Kwame sighed and rested his head back.
       Angela. It's okay, we'll find her and thank her properly.
       Kwame. Bet.
       Before they could continue the conversation, a light knock
       rapped at the door. Kwame and Angela looked up and the nurse
       popped her head in.
       Nurse. Mr. Wells, you have a visitor.
       Kwame. Who?
       Angela. Monica and Tasia aren't here that fast.
       The nurse stepped aside and in walked a beautiful young woman
       holding a bouquet of flowers, a smile creeping across her face.
       ??. Hey.
       Angela. Who are you?
       Kwame grabbed his aunt's hand with a smile as the woman paused,
       startled at the hostility.
       Kwame. Auntie, c'mon.
       ??. I'm sorry, I ain't mean to intrude. I'm Rose, I'm the girl
       that found him.
       Angela's demeanor immediately changed as she sighed, relieved.
       Angela. I'm so sorry, sweetheart, I'm a little on edge. I'm
       Angela, this is Kwame.
       Angela wrapped Rose in a signature Angela Wells hug, embracing
       her. Kwame pushed himself to sit up, watching as Rose's eyes
       landed on him.
       Rose. Nice to formally meet you, Kwame.
       Kwame. You too, Rose.
       She extended her hand and Kwame chuckled.
       Kwame. You saved my life, we at least should be able to hug,
       right?
       She smiled and the two embraced each other.
       Kwame. I can't thank you enough for what you did.
       Rose. It was no big deal.
       Angela. No big deal? If you hadn't come when you did, my nephew
       would be in the ground right now.
       Rose. I was at the right place at the right time, that's all.
       Kwame. Well, I'm in your debt. Truly.
       Rose settled into a chair.
       Angela. Did you happen to see the shooter at all?
       Rose. I didn't. All I saw was the car speeding past me. When I
       turned the corner, there Kwame was.
       Kwame quietly cursed. He was hoping Rose knew something so that
       his shooter could be brought to justice. Then, he had a thought.
       He looked at her with questioning eyes.
       Kwame. How did you know I was awake to come see me?[/center]
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: deHamm Date: April 10, 2020, 7:16 pm
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       Sofia paused slightly as she thought about his question and her
       response. Her eyes glanced back at Angela who looked a bit
       skeptical, then she looked back at Kwame. She took a deep breath
       and decided to word the truth as non-stalker-ish as she could.
       Rose. Well... I have a friend who attends the nursing program
       here...
       Angela. Excuse me?
       Rose watched as Angela's eyebrow was raised.
       Rose.Listen, I didn't ask any health questions or anything
       personal.. I promise.. -looks at Kwame- I didn't even ask your
       name... I just wanted to know how you were doing.... She ended
       up telling something about the first patient in 7 years to
       survive a shot to the head, and I asked her if she could just
       let me know when you were officially good and...
       Rose paused when Angela cut her off.
       Angela. So your friend has been keeping tabs on my nephew while
       he's been in a coma?
       Sofia looked at Angela who looked displeased by her explanation.
       Rose. No! I mean.. -sigh- It wasn't like that... I just... It
       was just really heavy for me to see him like that and I.. I
       probably shouldn't have come..
       Sofia looked back at Kwame.
       Rose. I really just wanted to see that you were okay with my own
       eyes.. And now that we've formally met, I should probably
       leave..
       Rose sat the flowers down on the cabinet behind her and stood
       up. "I knew I shouldn't have came barging in on these folks.."
       Angela. Wait, Rose.. I don't want to make you uncomfortable..
       I'm just very protective over my family... I'm sure you can
       understand..
       Rose nodded. Before she could respond, Angela's phone went off
       and she looked at it.
       Angela. I'll be right back.. Okay baby?
       Kwame nodded and Angela touched his arm then made her way out of
       the room as she put the phone to her ear. Rose watched as the
       door shut with a soft close, then she looked over at Kwame who
       was already looking at her..
       Kwame. I wanna apologize.. She can be a little tough sometimes..
       Rose. It's coo.. I get it... I would probably react the same way
       in her shoes... I really didn't want to intrude though.. I just
       couldn't stop thinking about it for the longest, and now this is
       a much better memory of you..
       Kwame. You think so?
       Rose nodded.
       Rose. Considerin...
       She gave him a weak smile and a slight shrug as she let her eyes
       catch a bird on the window seal.
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: BigBossJay Date: April 11, 2020, 5:42 pm
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       Kwame. When all this settles down, I would really like to take
       you out to dinner.
       Rose looked at Kwame with raised eyebrows. He chuckled
       nervously.
       Kwame. I mean, as a thank you. Unless you have a man, of course.
       I don't want to get shot twice in the same year.
       Rose. That's sweet, but I do have a boyfriend, actually.
       Kwame nodded.
       Kwame. I have to do something for you, though.
       Rose. Kwame, it really was no problem, okay? I would want
       somebody to do the same for me if I was laid out like that.
       Kwame. You saved my life. That's not no problem. Lunch, at
       least.
       Rose sat back and glared at him with a smile.
       Rose. You don't give up easy, do you?
       Kwame. Nope.
       Rose laughed.
       Rose. Fine. I will go to lunch with you once you're completely
       healed up.
       Kwame. See? That wasn't that hard.
       The two laughed as rose's phone rang in her hand.
       Rose. I should get going. Your family is probably gon' flood up
       here to see you.
       She grabbed a napkin and wrote her cell phone number down.
       Rose. Only after you get better, though. Don't be trying to call
       me to go eat with you tomorrow.
       Kwame saluted.
       Kwame. Yes, ma'am.
       They hugged each other again. Rose collected her belongings as
       the door opened again. Angela stepped into the room with Kwame's
       cousin Monica.
       Angela. You're leaving?
       Rose. Yes, ma'am. I have somewhere to go. Your nephew managed to
       talk me into going to lunch with him, though.
       Angela. Thank you again for coming to see him.
       Rose smiled and hugged Angela again before leaving the room.
       Monica sighed as she laid eyes on Kwame.
       Monica. How you feelling, lil' boy?
       Kwame. Surprisingly okay.
       Monica kissed Kwame's head. Although they were first cousins,
       their age difference caused Kwame to grow up with MJ and Amiya
       instead of Monica and LaTasia. They were more like his aunts
       than his cousins.
       Kwame. What you doing all the way here still?
       Monica. It's just me and mama, everybody else went back home for
       a while. But, they've been calling excited to see you again.
       Kwame. I'm excited to see everybody, too. How has everybody
       been? What's everybody doing?[/center]
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: deHamm Date: April 11, 2020, 8:51 pm
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       Monica smirked as she stepped back looking at him.
       Monica. Everybody is doing good... You are the concern right now
       though.
       Kwame. I'm good.. I been sleep...
       He laughed as she shook her head.
       Monica. Really though. Everyone is good.. Your cousins are on
       the first things smoking trying to get here and we'll all be
       staying at the house together..
       Kwame looked off and nodded then he looked back at her.
       Kwame. Big G here with you?
       Monica paused with her mouth slightly open as if she didn't know
       what to say.
       Monica. Na, he's back home... I wanted to stay here with mama
       and keep her cared for.. I knew she would be worried sick..
       Angela. I did fine...
       Angela cut her eyes at Monica as Monica smirked.
       Angela. I'm gon be here the rest of the night too.. Clear until
       you're out of here..
       Monica. Aint gave you a lick of privacy even if you wanted to
       wink at one of these nurses.
       They all laughed as Angela waived off Monica.
       Angela. Whatever girl.
       Monica. Iono though. Who was the girl leaving? She was cute..
       Monica looked between Angela and Kwame as she waited for some
       answers.
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: BigBossJay Date: April 11, 2020, 9:33 pm
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       Kwame. That's actually the girl that found me and called the
       ambulance.
       Monica. Oh, really? And she found you here?
       Kwame. She has a man, I asked.
       Kwame chuckled.
       Angela. When?!
       Kwame. Don't start with me, Auntie. That's what we were talking
       about. I told her I wanted to take her out as a thank you, but I
       didn't wanna get shot if she had a man. She agreed to lunch, so
       I'm assuming he'd be cool with that.
       Monica. The last thing we need is for you to spend more time in
       a hospital. Has Aunt Bennie been up here?
       Angela scoffed.
       Kwame. Apparently not.
       Monica. I told her you were here.
       Kwame. You talked to her?
       Monica. I seen her at the store.
       Kwame's face fell.
       Kwame. The Walmart on Magnolia?
       The room fell silent as Kwame nodded.
       Kwame. No wonder she ain't been up here.
       Monica. She said she would come, baby.
       Kwame. Yeah, but she hasn't. Now, we know why. She too busy
       turning tricks for a rock.
       Kwame laid back and sighed, shutting his eyes.
       Angela. You okay, baby?
       Kwame. I think I need a nap. I woke up kinda fast.
       Kwame took a couple of deep breaths before he felt himself drift
       off to sleep...
       ...Later, Kwame slowly woke up to the sound of hushed, angry
       voices near him. He saw Monica and Marcus standing at the foot
       of his bed.
       Marcus. Why the fuck wouldn't I be here, Monica?
       Monica. He's my cousin, not yours.
       Marcus. So because you fucked up, I can't be near the whole
       family now?
       Monica. You're talking about somebody fucking up? You?
       Kwame cleared his throat and the two immediately stopped
       arguing, looking at him.
       Kwame. Wassup, Big G?
       Marcus. Wassup, kid? How you feel?
       Kwame. Tired, mostly.
       Marcus. The whole family here for you. That bitch at the front
       desk said two at a time, so Amiya and MJ outside.
       Marcus and Monica gave each other a tense glance before Marcus
       softened, looking at Kwame again.
       Marcus. Gotta get better, kid. Me, you, and MJ got strip clubs
       to go to.[/center]
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: deHamm Date: April 11, 2020, 10:13 pm
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       Monica. Oh yeah?
       Monica cut her eyes at Marcus as her first mind spoke to her.
       "Curse his ass completely out... Stupid ass.." When she opened
       her mouth she looked back at Kwame instead.
       Monica. You need to get better because those kids miss you.. You
       got so much fan mail at the house..
       Monica cut her eyes again at Marcus, then she took a deep breath
       looking back at Kwame.
       Marcus. How you feeling?
       Monica. You need something?
       Kwame shook his head.
       Kwame. Na. I'm good.. Thank you..
       Monica. Well I'm gonna go tell mama you woke up..
       Monica brushed past Marcus leaving him in the room alone with
       Kwame. She made it back to the waiting room with everyone. MJ
       stood up looking at Monica as Amiya stopped pacing.
       Amiya. He alright right?
       Monica nodded.
       Monica. Yeah. He's fine.. One of yall can go back though.. He's
       awake again.
       Angela nodded.
       Angela. Good..
       Monica let Amiya and MJ decide between themselves who would be
       next. Angela put her hand on Monica's knee as they looked at
       each other.
       Angela. You know you gon have to tell them kids..
       Monica. I'm not ready yet... I don't even know what I'm
       doing.... I just know we been together too long and we've been
       through too much for this...
       Monica let out a sigh before she looked up seeing Amiya and MJ
       walking back together.
       Monica. Look..
       Angela. They hard headed.... Just like they parents..
       Monica smirked as she rested her head on Angela’s
       shoulder.
       Angela. No you know I don’t get in the middle of you and
       Marcus’ mess, and I’m not about to start now.. I
       just know you can’t keep it a secret forever.. They gon
       figure it out..
       Monica let her mother’s words fill her mind just as her
       phone went off with a text. She looked at it without lifting her
       head and smirked.
       Vince.:. Hey Boss Lady, I just wanted to check on you.. I know
       you’ve been busy and stressing lately so let me know if
       there’s anything I can do to help with that... Don’t
       forget I’m here for you..
       Angela. He seems very... helpful...
       Monica lifted her head from Angela’s shoulder and looked
       over at her. Monica knew what her mother meant, but to keep
       things light she kept her reply simple.
       Monica. He’s my assistant.... He’s supposed to be
       helpful mama..
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: BigBossJay Date: April 13, 2020, 12:21 pm
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       MJ began opening the door to his cousin's hospital room. But,
       before he could, it swung open and his father stood before them.
       MJ. You good, Pop?
       Marcus. Yeah...lemme talk to your sister for a second.
       Amiya and MJ cut their eyes at each other before MJ reluctantly
       walked into the room, leaving the two of them in the hallway to
       talk. He grinned as a similar grin crept across Kwame's face.
       MJ. Whaddup wit it, cuzzo?!
       Kwame. Shit, can't call it.
       MJ. Caught you slippin', ain't they?
       Kwame. It aint' slippin' if you not in the game no more.
       MJ. Shit, I heard that.
       The two embraced each other before MJ took a seat.
       Kwame. Wassup with ya moms and Big G?
       MJ. You know them, man. Always need something to fight about.
       Kwame. Shit sound serious this go around, cuz.
       MJ. What you mean?
       Kwame. They was just in here going at it, bruh. Shit woke me up.
       MJ shrugged it away.
       MJ. That's just they nature. Whatever it is, they'll be good
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       Marcus stopped midway down the hallway, smiling down at his
       daughter who looked at him skeptically.
       Amiya. Wassup, daddy?
       Marcus. Just wanted to catch up with my babygirl. It's been a
       minute since we talked. How's everything in Aventura?
       Amiya. They're good...but, you didn't really pull me aside to
       ask me about Aventura. So, what is it?
       Marcus stared at Amiya, almost the spitting image of her
       mother's beauty, but the fiery attitude of the Greer family.
       Marcus. You know daddy loves you, right?
       Amiya. Oh, God. Last time you said this, you were telling me we
       couldn't have my sweet 16. What's wrong now?
       Marcus chuckled and sighed before looking at her again.
       Marcus. Your mother and I are separated...and I think we might
       be headed for a divorce this time.
       Amiya's eyes grew wide, but she quickly sobered herself.
       Amiya. Y'all just fighting, Daddy. Y'all do this all the time.
       Marcus. It's more to it than that, babygirl.
       Marcus thought for a second.
       Marcus. I fucked up again and she's just sick of my shit, you
       know?
       Amiya. You got another woman pregnant?
       He bit his tongue. In all their years of fighting, Marcus never
       said a cross word about Monica to their kids...and he wasn't
       about to start now.
       Marcus. Just know that I fucked up big time, okay? Don't go
       crying to your brother or telling her I told you, because we may
       still work this shit out...but, we're in a pretty bad spot right
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       Re: Rebirth
       By: deHamm Date: April 13, 2020, 11:30 pm
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       Amiya looked at her dad and nodded. She could tell in his eyes
       that he was serious, but she couldn't fathom a world without her
       mama and her daddy being together. As an adult, she knew
       relationships and marriage could get tough, but they made it
       through everything, so she didn't believe it.
       Amiya. Bad happens sometimes, it aint over till it's over,
       right?
       The looked at each other for a moment and Marcus eventually
       smirked at her and nodded before kissing her forehead. She
       whispered to him.
       Amiya. Divorce shouldn't be an option for either one of yall,
       dad...
       Amiya looked at him again and he spoke.
       Marcus. I'm gonna go check on em.
       Amiya nodded and sighed as she turned around to walk into the
       hospital room. She was internally devastated by her dad's
       confession, but she couldn't tell MJ just yet because she was
       still processing that and her own non-sense.
       Once she walked through the door she smiled wide at her little
       cousin in the bed.
       Amiya. Awww.. My lil cousinn.. They tried to get you..
       Kwame. Wassup Yaya..
       Amiya. Heyy youngin'
       She walked to his bedside before touching his head and hugging
       him.
       Amiya. How you feeling?
       Kwame looked at MJ as they both laughed.
       Kwame. See.. I told you..
       Amiya. What's the joke?
       She looked between the both of them as she stepped back looking
       at a bouquet of flowers.
       Kwame. I was tellin MJ how everybody is asking me the same
       question so I've given the same response, I been sleep for the
       most part.. I still feel like me. I'm sore though...
       Amiya. Well we was worried about yo sleep ass.. Scared the fuck
       outta us..
       MJ. Yeah.. That shit was crazy cuz.
       Amiya made her way over to the flowers and found the card..
       "Here's to the strongest guy in the world, don't forget to stop
       and smell the flowers. -Sofia Rose"
       Kwame. You tellin me.. I don't remember shit...
       Amiya. Hey, did you know that you're the strongest guy in the
       world?
       Kwame. What?
       Amiya walked over and handed him the card that she'd already
       read and smirked at him.
       MJ. You always in somebody else mix.. Need to be worried
       about....
       Amiya cut MJ off with a quickness.
       Amiya. Damn. You just gon blow up my spot like that huh?
       Kwame. What spot?
       Amiya looked between MJ and Kwame and sighed as she thought
       about how she got herself in her position. She rolled her eyes
       as they waited for her explanation.
       MJ. It's just Kwam..
       Amiya sighed as she sat at the foot of Kwame's bed looking at
       MJ.
       Amiya. Well cousin....It was going to be a surprise an
       everything...... but I'm fighting a case.
       Kwame. Why I thought you was gon say pregnant?
       Amiya. Oh. Naa. After my stinka I am dooone....
       Kwame. How'd you get a case though?
       Amiya. You aint gon believe me..
       MJ laughed as Amiya shook her head thinking back to the moment
       that she knew it was going to be a bad day.
       Last Month
       Amiya stood in the middle of their bedroom while she looked down
       the hall at the kids in their room. Just as she found something
       to watch, her phone rang and the groom emoji popped across her
       screen. She answered it with a smile.
       Amiya. Hey baby..
       Rome. Hey, I'm on my way home. Kat probably comin by. Don't let
       her get my son...
       Amiya heard his tone, and she knew something had gone really
       wrong with their visitation arrangement.
       Amiya. Okay.. but what's going on?
       Rome. She trippin.. Don't let him leave with her man.. I aint
       playin.
       Amiya. I hear you..
       Just as those words left her lips there was her doorbell going
       off. She walked with her phone pausing with the kids room.
       Amiya. Yall stay in here and play alright?
       They nodded in agreement before she continued to the front door.
       By then there was banging and doorbell ringing. Once she got to
       the door and opened it, she watched as Katrina stood on the
       other side slightly surprised.
       Katrina. Where is my son?! I want my son!
       Amiya. Look Katrina. Rome is on his way home yall got some shit
       to discuss cause...
       Before Amiya could finish, Katrina proceeded.
       Katrina. I want my son! Kareem! Mommy's here! Let's go!
       As Katrina yelled into the house Amiya pushed her backwards.
       Amiya. Gon on man. Is you tweakin? The fuck wrong with you?!
       Katrina. Kareem! Come on! Come outside now!
       Amiya. Katrina go back to your car cause if you scare my kids
       I'm gon beat yo ass... Just leave man..
       Katrina. You can't keep me from my son! He's MY SON! I will
       whoop your ass over MY SON! I'll whoop all of yalls asses over
       MY SON!
       Amiya sighed.
       Amiya. Before I knew it I was in the yard fighting that damn
       girl.. Neighbors came outside and shit... And then the bitch
       called the police on me... And the photos got extra shit I know
       I didn't do...
       Kwame. Damn. What's the charge?
       Amiya. Assault with a deadly weapon. They're trying to say
       neglect too since the kids were there but I'm trying to get that
       thrown out... I mean. All this shit bogus. Every fuckin thing..
       Amiya felt herself get lost in her thoughts as she thought about
       everything that was going wrong.
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