The Plot II

Who can I run to?

"Tell mommy grandma is gonna send you home soon to your daddy and sister, Oh and that new pretty lady your daddy has been messing around with" I watched her go through a mix of emotions. I let the baby noise linger in the air before cutting it off letting the static play.

"No No No baby please come back" She yelled while shaking the recorder. As much as I wanted to feel bad for the sad girl, I didn't the baby was alright and well I don't know why in the hell she was sad!

She turned on her heels and ran into the bedroom so fast I barely had time to slip into the closet. Several minutes passed before she came hauling ass towards the door with her keys and phone secured in her hands. I waited in the closet for a couple seconds just to make she didn't turn around and opened the door.

Walking towards the door I flipped the hood over my head and walked down the hallway. Slipping into the car I looked in the back seat and saw a sleeping Journei in the car seat.

"One parent down, one more to go"

Tory 🍀

Snapping the car seat into the base, I closed the door and jogged over to the driver side slamming the door accidentally. Braelyn's whines faded into background noise as the last few days leading up to this day replayed in my head.

Looking in the rearview I saw Veronica running towards the car, figuring she was trying to get Brae I brought the car to life and sped off.

Walking up the same apartment I've been hiding out at for the last couple of days with Brae's car seat in my hand, I knocked on the door twice and backed up. It took no time for the door to swing open.

"Aye nigga, it took you long enough," He said. Pushing past him I went into the living room and sat the car seat down.

"Man you don't know what the fuck I just went through," I said looking straight forward.

"Yeah what happe- wait isn't this the baby that we were searching for," He said walking over to the car seat and moving Brae's cover. "She's adorable, yall knucklehead ass niggas make some cute ass kids," He said

"No Q it isn't," I said standing up. "This is one of the twins but it's not Journei, that's who we're looking for my other baby girl Quinton" I exclaimed. Braelyn stirring in her sleep made me calm down.

"Shit, I'm sorry man I thought you had cracked the case. Don't worry you have my team behind you, my nigga. I can't even say I know how you feel but I do know I would go crazy if something happened to Kaylee or Steven" He said passing me a pulling a blunt out of nowhere and passing it to me. I declined by moving his hand out my face, I felt sick to my stomach.

"It's okay to cry, you still gonna be a man at the end of the day. Your gonna get your baby back and she's gonna be good and healthy" He said. His tone of voice had changed. It was almost sad.

"How can you be so sure," I said

"I know niggas, them crackers might be crazy but nine times out of ten if they were gonna kill baby girl they would've done it by now. If they didn't do it by now or demand a ransom, they probably want to raise her or something. Just try not to think the worst right now" He said

I shook my head, everybody around me seemed to be too fucking calm for my liking. My baby girl was out there with niggas she didn't know, I'll be damned if somebody was to hurt mine. My mind starting racing my thoughts were everywhere thinking about everything. Who would want to hurt me like this, not too many niggas knew my business personally let alone where I laid my head.