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*Noelle's POV*

I sighed, this girl just done know me, "I'm sorry about that, I don't know what's gotten in her" I apologized to Chris

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I sighed, this girl just done know me, "I'm sorry about that, I don't know what's gotten in her" I apologized to Chris.

"I totally understand where she's coming from. I have to go..." He took his stuff and stood near me, "Have a safe flight" he kissed me cheek. I nodded "...and don't be hard on her"

I chuckled, he left and I was thinking what the fuck was wrong with my daughter. "Zoelle Sanelisiwe Henson!?" I shouted.

I didn't hear a response, I went her room, she was on her bed writing on her lyric book, again.

"Zoelle what is your problem!?" I grabbed her arm hard making her look her me.

"Mama, he's playing you! Very soon he'll beat you up too!" She shouted, I slapped her so hard. I shocked myself. I pushed onto her bed, she looked at me with eyes of fear

She looked at me with her tears rolling down. "I'm the mother here okay? Chris made an mistake, don't you dare judge him. No one is perfect! Not even me, and last time I checked, Rihanna forgave that man, who are you to say any more shit when he didn't even lay a hand on you" I scolded her. She rolled her eyes.

"Poor little Chris, every time he makes a mistake , there's someone to defend him" she said, this little bitch! 🙅

"Zoelle don't you forget who you're talking to! I'm your mother, not one of them fast tailed friends you got!" I shouted

"Well act like my mom, instead of running around a dick" she shouted, I gasped. I slapped her throwing her on her bed. She gon get it, she's getting out of hand. I took my belt off my jeans

* Drake's POV *

I wore  my Yeezy's and I was done, I'm dropping the girls off to the airport

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I wore  my Yeezy's and I was done, I'm dropping the girls off to the airport. "Baby, I'm going" I shouted, Rih was in our bathroom.

"Ok, love you" she shouted. I smiled.

"Love you too" I grabbed my keys and headed out, on the way I met Nicki. "Hey, Barbie" I chuckled.

"Do people still use that word?" She laughed, "I'm here to take my shit. I'm moving in with Rihmeek" she smiled. I rolled my eyes.

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