"Cain, if you can't leave the streets for me and our baby, then me and you, we're done." I pointed between the two of us as tears streamed down my face and he bit his lip, looking down at the floor before he looked back up into my eyes.
"Aight."
"S...
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Shanell That morning 8am Opening my eyes, the sun shined brightly into my room as I laid there alone, feeling completely numb and sore from last night's antics. Cain had come over, dropping more shit in my house where me and his daughter lay our head at night and I'd fell for his dumb ass once again.
It'd been three years since we broke up but here I was, stashing dirty money, being an accomplice and having sex with him every time, letting him have his way.
"So dumb." I said to myself, feeling stupid once again.
This was nothing new for me.
I'd become used to being fucked over by him and letting him choose the streets before me but I was becoming fed up with lack of awareness for our child.
She lived here too and I was sick of being the escape goat and the stash house. I didn't need cops or even worse, his enemies, coming and knocking my door down.
But he didn't give a fuck about any of that.
Getting out of bed, I brushed my negative thoughts away and made my way to the bathroom. When I did, I released my bladder before preparing myself to get my hygiene together.
It didn't take me long to, maybe about 45 minutes went by before I was finished with everything and I quickly got dressed, getting ready for a long day at work.
"Here we go." I rolled my eyes, thinking about the day ahead of me.
I had multiple clients to see today and I needed to prepare myself, the only good thing was Cain is supposed to be picking up Mya so at-least that was some weight being lifted from my shoulders.
Making sure my hair was okay, I walked out of my room and made my way toward the kitchen as I searched for something to eat. As I did, I decided on buttered toast and a glass of orange juice before I furrowed eyebrows, seeing something in the crook of the refrigerator.
"What the fuck?" I said out loud to myself, leaning to see what it was.
Once I realized what it was, I gasped loudly, taking a step back to look at it.
A gun.
There was a loaded gun in the crook of my refrigerator and there was no doubt or question on who put it in there.
"I'm so sick of his ass." I snapped, slamming the refrigerator closed as I made my way back toward my room to get my phone so I could curse him out.
Abruptly interrupting my rage, I heard the doorbell go off before banging came to the front door. I stopped in my heated tracks as I sighed deeply and turned to go and see who it was at 8 in the damn morning.
Before opening the door, I quietly looked out of the peephole then I furrowed my eyebrows once I saw the landlord standing there. I wasted no time unlocking the locks and opening the door.
"Hello."
"Good morning ." I spoke in confusion as he stood there with a stack of money in his hands and an angry look of his face.
"Hi." He spoke with an attitude, making me raise my eyebrows.
"How can I help you-" I started but stopped as he cut me off, putting his finger up.
"The is the last time I'm going to say it and I mean it."
"I don't take cash. It's either card or check." He spat at me, completely throwing me off.
"So please let your boyfriend or baby daddy, whoever he is, know this is the last time..."
"I've told you before." He spat to me and I looked at him like he was crazy, biting my tongue hard so I wouldn't get kicked out.
"Excuse me-" I started but stopped as he cut me once off again.
"I don't take cash! He continues giving me cash every time he pays your rent. The next time he does it, you're out of here."
"You and your kid."
"Got it?" He spat at me and I refrained from cursing this man out, trying my hardest to contain myself like the grown woman I am but he was pushing it.
At 8 in the morning at that.
"Sir, I-"
"I don't want to hear excuses." He cut me off for the third time, putting his finger up again.
"This is the last time."
"First of all, I had no idea about him giving you cash. I haven't spoken to you a day in my damn life. So you must have the wrong one."
"Secondly, if that is the case, why didn't you say anything to him when he gave it to you?" I snapped at him since he speaking to me like he was crazy but he had the right one.
He'd come all the way over here to talk shit to me but allowed Cain to walk away scott-free when he was the one that gave him the money.
Sounded weird to me.
"You heard what I said." He spat, walking away with the cash in hand and I stood there dumbfounded.
I'd never spoke to this landlord a day in my life because I never had to, Cain paid every bill in this house and he had the nerve to come here and talk out of the side of his neck to me.
"He got the right one." Was all I said, saying nothing else as he walked down the block.
Staying silent so that I wouldn't do anything that I regretted, I slammed my door closed and angrily made my way to my room to get my phone.
Quickly walking in, I snatched my phone off of my bed and snatched it from the charger. I couldn't even scroll to his contact fast enough before I left a heated message to me.
Me: Cain, I don't know what the hell you and this dumb ass landlord have going on but he's talking to me crazy and banging on my door at 8am, telling me that he's going to kick me and Mya out if you give him cash again.
Me: And you left a gun in my damn refrigerator. Did you forget your daughter and I live here?!!
Breathing heavily, I threw my phone down, irritated as hell now as I calmed myself down for work in an half hour. It was way too much going on right now and all I wanted was some peace.
But I guess I wasn't getting today.
Breaking me away from thoughts, my phone buzzed in my hand, making me look down at it and Cain's contact flashed across the screen.
Mya's Dad🙄: Aight, relax. I'll handle it.
Mya's Dad🙄: And, I apologize about that. Won't happen again.
Reading his messages, I couldn't help but to roll my eyes hard at his nonchalant ass attitude and took a deep breath.
"Whatever." I said to myself, brushing all of this off like I always do. There was nothing I could do to change this shit so I decided I wasn't even going to let him get me upset. It was way too early and I was already fed up.
Brushing all of the bullshit off, I looked at the time, seeing that it was time for me to go so I made my way to the kitchen to quickly make me breakfast before I quickly left out and made my way to my car.
