Chapter Thirty:

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Karma
September 14
1:20 am

"Oh my god" I groaned, sitting on the floor in front of the toilet while ma tied my hair back for me and rubbed my back. I've spent the past twenty minutes crouched over the toilet throwing up  "I do not feel good at all"

"I won't know what's wrong if you don't tell me karma"

"Ion know what's wrong. I just feel so nauseous"

"Is it that pain medicine you taking?"

I shook my head while flushing the toilet yet again. "I just started feeling like this this week"

"This week huh?... when the last time you ate?"

I shrugged and she sighed

"That's the problem kay. You barely eating and you can't do that. You already wearing your body down waking up all night with the baby plus you breast feeding. You can't do that" she told me as she helped me up off the floor and Benji walked back into the bathroom with Hendrix wide awake

"You still throwing up?"

"I think she good now." Ma told him before looking at me "get yourself cleaned up and go downstairs, ima fix you something to eat"

"Ma it's 1 in the mor-"

"Ask me do I care? You eating whether it's 1 in the morning or not"

"You ain ate?" Benji asked me and I shook my head making him suck his teeth while looking at ma "nah, don't even worry bout it. Ima handle that" he turned to look at me again "gone head and getcho self together then come on"

"Well you hand me my baby and you handle that" ma egged him on making me look at her some type of way. Benji passed Hendrix to her and she walked out of the bathroom with him

"Hurry up" Benji said before leaving the bathroom as well

After I brushed my teeth and got myself together benji ended up dragging me out the house and took me to Waffle House

While I slowly ate on a piece of turkey bacon, he just stared at me

"You know what" he started talking

"What?"

"I should slap the shit out you"

I stopped and looked at him "why?"

"When the last time you ate?"

I shrugged

"My point exactly. You know damn well you'on need to be pullin no stupid shit like that"

"I'm just not hungry like that"

"Why?"

"Ion know"

"Kay" he sat back against the seat "you ain bout to sit here and lie. I been witchu for two years now, ain no way in hell you gone tell me you ain hungry like that for no reason at all... I thought you was feeling better?"

"I thought so too but who knows at this point... ion even know why you drug me out the house lookin like this. You set me up for failure"

"How?"

"Cause I look a mess"

"And" he shrugged while looking directly at me "you MY mess."

I laughed while I sat the rest of the pieced bacon down

"Forreal kay. And if somebody gotta problem with how you look they can come tell ME. Ain shit wrong with how you look anyways. I like you better without all that shit on yo face anyways"

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