Daija Moore has been put through hell with the most toxic person god has put in her life. She can't move on and be happy because he has destroyed her mentally, emotionally, and physically. She's Broken and can't be fixed
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"Always round here taking pictures and shit." Daija's dad mumbled under his breath as he walked past her to get him a snack from the kitchen. "Stop being a hater dude." Daija got up from the floor and admired her picture. "Nobody being a hater need to go get that boy from your momma. I know he tired of her breathing that hot ass breath on him cause I damn sure be tired of it." Daija laughed out loud and shook her head. Every since her and Chance came home Cyntoiya would keep him in her arms day in day out. Daija minded but then again she didn't mind. Sometimes she be wanting Chance to chill in his bassinet for awhile so he wouldn't get too comfortable with people holding him but her mother must have his small body balled up in her arms. She strolled into the living room and looked at her mom who was lowly talking baby talk to a wide awoken Chance. "Ma he was sleep when I put him down why did you pick him up and wake him?" Daija asked slightly upset. "Girl you act like he's in harms way." She responded not paying Daija no mind. "Well.." Daija grabbed Chance from Cyntoiya and placed him on her chest. "I don't want him getting too comfortable with being held. So if you can, please, leave him where he be." Daija put Chance down in the corner of the couch with a huge soft pillow behind him so he can sit back and chill. The only time she lays him down is when he's asleep. For now he's how he always is, quiet. Everyday Daija thanks god for him being this way cause he doesn't add on stress to stress. No she isn't stressed out right now but just the thought of how things would be different if he cried just to cry. It would drive her insane. "Ugh when you go to work?" Cyntoiya stood you from the couch. "Why? So you can pick him up again?" Daija asked planting kisses all over Chance. "Yep. I can pick him up and hold him for how long I want to without you all over me." Daija rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. In the back of her head she was so ready to buy her own house. She hated how her mother went against the things she say. They way she cares for kid is how she wants everybody else to. "Hey mom? Can I hold your car?" Daija asked. "For what?" Cyntoiya peeped her head around at Daija with a raised eyebrow. "I'm going to head down to Teala's. Everybody wants to see me and Chance." Daija looked up at her mom and waited for her response. "If they want to y'all they can come down here and see y'all." Cyntoiya spoke. "Daddy?! Can I hold your truck?!"
"Gone head! Bring it back in one piece!" Cyntoiya looked at him with a wide open mouth. "Benny! If they want to see her and the baby they'll make time to come see them!" Cyntoiya fussed. "Cyntoiya, if she wants to go visit her friends and or hang with them and tag along her son she can. She's an adult now." Benny sighed heavily. Over the month having Daija home is hitting Cyntoiya. Since she was with Elijah for so long and was head over heels in love. Daija moved so quickly to move and be with him so Cyntoiya never really had the chance to have fun and really bond with her. On top of that her baby has had a baby so she wants them both around her 24/7. She couldn't stand to lose one so she can't lose another.
Daija went to her room with Chance and changed both of their clothes to something warm for the cool march atmosphere. "You're so handsome mommy's baby." Daija planted kisses all over Chance as she slipped on his onesie and socks onto his hands. "So glad you look mommy and not somebody else." Daija said in a baby voice. She gently sat him up and fixed his beanie. She then went over to her closet and grabbed her a shirt to put on and a pullover. Moving Chance to his car seat she buckled him down and carried him downstairs. "Daddy? Where're your keys?" Daija asked once she reached the bottom of the stairs. "By the door." He pointed. "Mom, i'll be back tonight. I'll call you as soon as I get to Teala's and i'll be safe I promise." Daija spoke to her mom. "Ok." Cyntoiya sighed, "I love you!" She yelled out as Daija walked out the door. "I love you more!"
