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62.

Ya Ya Pov

Dayvon got discharged from the hospital after a week and I took care of his ass because he only had one arm.

"Ahhh shit." He said groaning.

"My shoulder, this bitch keep fuckin with me gang."

"Here take this and stop drinking that shit." I snatched the cup of lean out of his hand.

"You can't be drinking that shit Dayvon, it's not healthy."

"Yo ass a doctor now?" He asked with an attitude.

"No, but that doesn't mean you should be drinking cough syrup to numb your shoulder pain."

"Matter of fact."

I threw all of his Robitussin in the trash can.

"What chu doing bruh, go head you making me blue."

"I don't care!" Yanyria yelled.

"And you are going to therapy for your arm and your mental health."

"Mmcht."

"This too, all this shit." I grabbed his weed flushing it down the toilet.

"All this shit going in the trash!"

"Bruh what the fuck-.."

"Ahh shit!" He yelled.

"Yanyria be cool."

"No Dayvon, cause I'm dead ass serious."

"Either you get yourself in line or I'm done with yo ass for real and I'm taking my son."

"Hea you go with this dumb ass shit again."

"No it's not dumb it's some honesty fa yo ass Dayvon I am tired." I said.

"Dayvon do you really want me and Daylen to be around this shit."

"No damn, you keep saying that shit Yanyria."

"Because it's the truth I'm TIRED, for the past two years I've been dealing with the bullshit and I'm done with it."

"I took a year to get myself together and get my mind together and I refuse to take them steps back."

"So what you saying?"

"I'm saying exactly what you heard."

"Dayvon if you can't get yourself together, I'm taking my son and moving away."

"Moving?" He asked.

"Yes!"

"Wait what the fuck." He said confused.

"Where the fuck you tryna go?"

"To Atlanta by Desirae."

"So you gone move and take my son cause you worried bout being with yo friend!"