Family

Cuarenta y cuatro

Miami, Florida
9:00 P.M.
Continued...

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"I really don't care, Farah! Nigga just put his hands on my granny and you want me to chill out! Nah!"

As soon as Trey got the call he made his way straight to Cicely's house. He rushed out so fast that he left Farah and Novah standing on the middle of their living room, and they had to take Farah's car to go after him.

"I'm not saying that! But you can't just go after him like that! You gotta think, Treyton!"

"He put his HANDS ON HER! WHAT THE FUCK I GOTTA THINK 'BOUT?!"

Farah just shook her head and looked off to the side. She wasn't saying for him to completely not do anything, but he had to at least let the situation die down for a second. They didn't know exactly what they were getting into just yet, so she just wanted him to be cautious.

"You know what just stop talking to me before you piss me off, girl."

"You got it. I'm tryna get yo' dumb ass to see the situation from the bigger perspective but you wanna do dumb shit so go ahead, bro."

Cicely was just sitting on the couch watching the two with Novah in her lap. She didn't want to intervene while the couple were having their disagreement, but she also didn't want anyone to say the wrong thing.

"She is right, Trey. You can't just go after him like that. He's not doing whatever this is alone, son."

"I don't care about that, man. He put his hands on you! I can't just let that slide."

"I know it's going to be hard, baby, but you got to; at least for a while."

Trey just blew some air out of his mouth and went to go sit beside her. Farah still stood in front of the open door not saying anything; she was just rubbing her stomach. She was starting to think that this whole thing, along with others, was entirely her fault.

She was thinking about how much easier things would be if she had just given them what they wanted; money. Much like Cicely, she had been getting calls as well. From her parents and sister as well as family members that she hadn't ever even seen since she was little. Of course she didn't tell Trey about this because she thought she had caused enough stress in his life.

"Don't overthink it, Farah. I'm okay; just a little shaken up."

"That ain't okay, ma. Stop saying that. That nigga gonna get dealt with, too."

"He's right, Cicely. That's not okay at all. And I'm sorry he did that to you."

"It's not your fault. Don't apologize for that."

When Cicely said this, Treyton made a noise in disagreement. This didn't go unnoticed by anyone.

"You wanna say something?"

"Nah. You got it."

"Nah, nah. Say it. Don't bite ya' tongue now."

"Well shit. I feel like some of this is your fault. And I hate to feel this way, but damn, man. I can't help it."

"Don't say tha-."

"No, no. Let him finish. Go ahead, boo. Finish."

Farah stood there with tears in her eyes. As much as she believed that this was all on her, it felt different coming from someone else; especially him. She felt so hurt and bothered by it.

"Ion wanna hurt you, Farah, but this is draining. Like if you still in communication with these folks and selling them some false dreams or something, let me know now. I ain't finna keep putting my granny or either of my kids in harms way. This shit is gettin' old."

"Well I'm sorry you feel that way even though I feel it too. I would stop all this shit if I could, Trey, and you know that. I ain't been talking to nobody and you KNOW that. So for you to say all that bullshit is crazy, dude."

"What you want me to say? That it's all finna be good? You ain't got nothing to worry about? I know I wanted you to be the bigger person, but this shit is stupid! And I'm tired of it!"

"Then how about I do you a favor! Imma take my STUPID ASS PROBLEMS and GO! YOU ain't gotta worry bout ME NO MORE!"

Without waiting to hear any response or give him the time to properly take everything in, Farah rushed over and grabbed Novah before rushing out to her car. By the time Trey got up and went after her, she was already putting her car in reverse. All he could do was stand and watch her leave.

"FUCK, MAN!"

He rubbed his hands up and down his face before shaking his head and going back into the house to get his keys and Cicely. He didn't want her to be there by herself until things got situated, so the plan was for her to go back home them. Now, it was looking as if it'd be just him.