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𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗜𝗔
𝗔'𝗭𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗛 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗭

My phone vibrated for like the millionth time. I sat up and huffed, my phone was on do not disturb while I was sleeping. Whoever was trynna reach me already called me like five times already. I checked the time on the nightstand it was only eight in the morning, khari, and i always woke up at eleven.

I didn't pick up my phone, hoping they would finally get the hint, but they didn't. The caller called again. "Who the fuck keeps calling you Azzy?" I heard Ma'khari's deep voice said from the side of my neck, which he was resting his head in, sleeping. His arm wrapped around my waist.

I played with one of his dreads as he was still half asleep. "Ion know lemme see" I said, grabbing my phone and turning it on. I looked at my recent notifications and the caller was no other than my father Tryone.

"It's my dad" I said looking at Ma'khari. Ma'khari smacking his lips "Fuck his weird ass calling you for?" He said.
As if we summoned him my phone was ringing again, being my father. I let out a breath, here we go. I thought to myself, then answering it.

I couldn't even get a sentence out before my dad started talking. "Why you do that A'zariah? why did you lie on me? Did you even know what you just did!? A'zariah answer me." I only laughed hearing all the mess coming from this mouth.

"This isn't laughing matter A'zariah! Tell your mother you were lying or something." Tryone said raising his voice at Azzy.

"No what? Everything i said was true even if somehow in your messed up mind you still don't believe me, your own daughter ". I said

"Mhm that's my girl" Ma'khari said lowly praising A'zariah his hand now rubbing her back.

"Anyways i didn't call just for that" Tryone said, dismissing the topic like he always did.

"Today's Christmas eve and i need you home. You need to come back home, A'zariah."

"Fuck he think he talking to? Aye he better watch out" Ma'khari said i felt his eye lightly twitch from his head laying in my neck.

"I'm not coming home, and if i do its gonna be on my own time not yours. I'm eighteen, so i can make my own decisions freely without you trying make me do anything." Azzy said, talking back to her father. Now that she thought of it, she never knew why Old Azzy never talked back to her father like this in situations like these. Maybe cause old Azzy was probably fearful of him. Never thought to talk back. It felt good to finally say what she wanna say to her father.

"Mhm fuck I know that's right, My Azzy, you better talk yo shit mama" He said sleeply his eyes closed, his hand lightly slapping her ass gripping it in his hands, making Azzy laugh.

"This isn't a choice, A'zariah, come home before i have to come over there myself-" Tryone gritted into the phone

"And do what? Right, that still wouldn't make go over there willingly. Like i said im eighteen imma come over when i want to on my own time." I said.

"That's my girl mm, keep doing yo shit Azzy" Ma'khari mumbled.

"Aye he better not come over here da gonna put belt to ass, he been waiting" Ma'khari said laughing.

"Why do you keep talking back- I'm your father-" Before my dad could finish talking i hunged up the phone. My father wasn't my father, anymore he didn't act like it, but Ty'shawn did, he was like the father her, and her siblings never knew they needed, and with that she smiled.

I placed my phone on the nightstand. I turned to Ma'khari who was half asleep as i played with one of his dreads. "Yeah he getting cut off today" I said. A'zariah was officially done with her biological father. She was sick and tired of him.