Family

Diecisiete

Miami, Florida
4:30 P.M.
Five Days Later...

Today was the day. As much as he didn't want to go, Farah convinced Treyton that they should go to the get together Trisha and them were having. Today was also a good day for Cicely, so she would be joining some of her friends at a community center event. Because of her still somewhat bad condition, though, she would be in her wheelchair for the night.

Right now, Treyton was showering while Farah was getting Novah dressed. She was wearing a yellow off the shoulder kid's crop top with sunflower printed shorts and her yellow crocs. Farah was wearing a white long-sleeve crop top with some tropical printed shorts and her white strap up sandals.

After getting them dressed, she did Novah's hair in two curly puff balls with two strands in the front, and she but her freshly done faux locs in a high bun. After cleaning up behind them, they made their way downstairs to get Novah a snack while they waited for Treyton to get finished. When he walked downstairs, he had on a black and white Nike suit, the shorts, with a gold chain and some AF1s. He was also sporting his Apple Watch, and his mid back, freshly done twists were pulled back in a ponytail.

"Alright! Let's go, ladies. We got to get on the road."

Walking out, Farah and Novah first, Treyton made sure to lock up behind them. He went to open Farah's door, making sure she was situated before strapping Novah in her seat and cutting on the little TV attached to the back of the seat. He went around to his side, got in, and drove off toward Cicely's house.

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After checking on Cicely, who wore a black and white striped shirt with some jean shorts and some black sandals, they made their way to the get together which was forty minutes away. Treyton really wasn't feeling this whole thing. He just had a bad stomach feeling that something was about to go down, and he was prepared for it. Especially if it meant he had to protect his girls.

Pulling up in the driveway, they saw just how many cars were actually there.

"Damn, man. I don't even want my baby 'round these people, bruh."

"Me neither. But we here now. And she ain't going to be wit' anybody else. Just us."

Nodding his head, Treyton went around to open Farah's door before going to get Novah. When he opened the back door, she was knocked out cold. He took a quick picture and grabbed her, handing her diaper bag to Farah.

"Let's go and get this over with."

Walking hand in hand up to the front door, Farah and Treyton were greeted by Trisha. She had been watching them out the window, and she told their special guests to wait for them in the kitchen.

"Hey, son. Thanks for coming."

"Yeah."

Looking Farah up and down, Trisha slightly cut her eyes. When she first came back into his life, she hated how successful he was and Farah didn't get any special treatment. She hated the couple as a whole, and she really wanted to breakdown their foundation. She wanted them to hurt. She wanted them to crash and burn.

"Hey Farah. How are you?"

"I'm doing okay. How about yourself, Trisha?"

"Yeah. Y'all can come on in. Head right into the kitchen."

Walking through, Treyton got a lot of greetings from family members and family friends he did not know. He gave them all a head nod and the occasional wave, but nothing vocal.

Making it to the kitchen, he noticed how somebody was crowded. Upon hearing them enter the kitchen, the people turned around. When they did, Treyton's blood ran cold, Farah saw red, and Idah was just watching on with the biggest smirk on her caked up face. Standing in from of them were Clarence, Bianca and Howie, all smiling and looking as smug as ever.

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Don't be mad😌!