It's been a while since I had some time to myself. Now it was time for me to get myself together in order to dictate what my next move would be.

I just couldn't help but think back to what the dream was about. Like it was trying to tell me something. And one wrong move I could lose my son or worst lose my own life and not be able to take care of him.

This was all I knew though. I didn't even know how to be normal. How can I just not kill when that's all I been doing since I was young.

I looked over at the building and all the flashbacks hit me all at once.

Papa what are we doing here?" The young girl asked her father as they walked inside of the tall building. "I gotta take care of some business sweetie, I need you to go take a seat over there while I go in the back and talk to a friend okay?" He asked her as he searched her eyes. She nodded her head and walked over to the many seats. He then walked over to the receptionist. "Hello, Darla I need you to watch her for a couple minutes while I go talk to Louie." He says lowly. She nodded her head and directed her attention over to the little girl as he made his way to the back. She gave the little girl a small smile and a smirk appeared on her face.

"Sweetie, how would you like to go on a little adventure?" She asked the little girl. Her being young she nodded her head with a big smile. This caused Darla smirk to widen.

"Well come on!" Darla says cheerfully causing the young girl to smile and follow her. Darla made her way to the back with the little girl in tow. "Wanna help me torture bad guys?" She asks her. The young girl was confused but nodded her head anyway.

They made their way to the back where the basement was. Darla unlocked the chair around the door and grabbed the little girls hand. "I change my mind I want you to just go in the other room and watch television I will come get you when I'm done." She tells the little girl. The little girl nodded her head and made her way to the small room which held a big screen tv. On the tv played spongebob.

Her eyes lit up in excitement it was her favorite show. Soon as she took a seat she heard screams. "Ah, no I'm sorry!" The man yelled out.

"You sorry you getting tortured or that yo ass was caught stealing?" She asks.

The little girl got up from her seat on the couch and went over to the door and looked over at Darla and the man who was tied to the chair. Darla didn't know she was looking at her.

That was the first day the little girl witnessed death..

A peck on the window brought me back to reality. I rolled down the window looking at the fairly middle aged lady. "Hello, Selena it's been a minute." Darla says as she looked me over.

"Same, I needed to talk to you about something." I say as I unlocked the car door. She nodded and made her way to the passenger side.

Once she was inside of the car I pulled off to a more secluded area. "So, what's up?" She asks.

"Well, I need you on my parole I can no longer handle the burden of killing people." I tell her. She nodded her head. "What you need me to do?" She asks.

"I need you to be down to off anybody I ask you to with just one phone call." I say with no remorse.

She nodded her head. "Anything for you my luv, when do I start?" She asks with a smirk.

"Keep your phone in sight I'll hit you up." I tell her before pulling back up to the building.

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Now I sat parked in front of the nail salon. I wanted to cater to myself and get my nails and toes done and eyebrows arched.

I opened the car door and made my way inside of the salon. The bell chimed and eyes were now set on me. Fear sat on most of the customers face causing me to chuckle. I took a seat and waited till my personal favorite Yasmin was done so she could fix me up.

Few minutes later she appeared from the back and told me to follow her. I took a seat in the massage chair and sat my foot down into the water that was already set with all the necessary stuff inside.

She turned on the massage chair causing me to relax.

Hours later.

I was now ready to go I had gotten my nails and toes a bright red color and my eye brows were no longer thick and bushes but now slightly thin and perfectly arched.

After I paid her I made my way out the door and to my car. Once inside my car my phone began ringing. Looking at the name I rolled my eyes. "What is it Javelin?" I ask slightly annoyed. He only chuckled.

"Is that the way to the talk to somebody who is watching your son?" He asks. I could just tell he had a smirk plastered across his face. "He's your son too, what's the point luv?" I ask.

The line went silent for a minute then I heard him clear his throat. "When you coming home I gotta be somewhere.." He says.

"On the way now." I say before hanging up.

It's crazy how he's missed so much of his sons life and now he can't spend just a little bit of time with him? Cool.

I pulled out of the parking lot and made my way to the house. Few minutes later I was pulling into the driveway and saw him on the porch with our son in his arms. When I got out the car a big smile appeared on his and he practically jumped out of Javelins arms.

"Mommy, mommy me missed you!" He yells out excitedly.

I smiled and picked him up. "I missed you more stink, you was good while I was gone?" I asked as I kissed all over his face. He nodded frantically. "Yes mommy I was a good boy." He says in his adorable little voice.

I couldn't do anything but smile. I was honored to be this amazing little being parent. I loved how he could say the most sweetest things and my mood would go from sour to sweet.

I loved him with everything in me. God blessed me with a love like no other love from my miniature version of myself.

I walked inside the house with him in my arms and we made our way up the stairs. I heard the door close and went on into the room. Candles were lit and there was roses plastered across the bed.

"Javelin?" I called out softly. I sat Alonzo down onto his feet causing him to run out the room. I felt a pair of hands wrap around me. "You like?" He asks softly into my ear.

I nodded my head. "Lemme show you the rest." He took my arm and showed me to the bathroom where rose petals were plastered on the floor and different flowers were in the tub that was filled with bubbles.

A big smile took over my face causing me to turn around and kiss him. "Thank you!" I say cheerfully.

This wasn't like me at all he had a bitch turning soft. But it was time to be more grateful I really did appreciate this.

He finna get this work...hmm

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