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“ G etcho muthfuckin’ ass in the car,” I fought Lexus ass back as she continued to swing at me.

She was the only girl that ever made me put my hands on her. The more I would ask her to leave me alone or push her off she would keep coming. I pushed her ass in her car, but she was trying to get back out.

“You get out the car and I’m calling the fuckin’ police on your crazy ass. I’m sick of this shit, goddamn. You gon’ make me catch a fuckin’ case.”

“I’ll be back bitch. Go check on yo hoe,” she got in her car and mashed out.

I was busy fighting with her that I didn’t notice Merci on the ground bleeding.

I ran up to her and carried her to her car.

She was crying and I could tell it she was in pain.

Scooping her up, I placed her in the passenger seat of her car and headed to the hospital.

I didn’t have any clothes or anything on and I didn’t give a fuck.

She was bleeding in between her legs and all I could think about was my daughter she was carrying.

“Hol’ on I’m ‘bout to get you to the hospital.”

“She kicked me in my stomach,” Merci winced in pain.

“Fuck! Okay, we ‘bout to see what’s up. Just pray or something. If something happened to my baby, I’mma kill her ass.”

Merci was rolled into the delivery room and hooked up to the monitors. They gave her something to relax her and it ended up putting her to sleep. An hour later, the doctor pulled me out the room to talk.

“I hate to inform you of this, but she is in active labor and the baby does not have a heartbeat. We noticed the bruise on your head and she has a busted lip. Is there something I should be aware of that may have caused this?”

“It’s not what you think. My ex-girlfriend showed up and hit me in the head. You know what, fuck all that you just said my baby heart not beating?”

“We’ve tried to position the monitors all kind of ways. I'm going to do a sonogram but she’s going to have to deliver. She’s resting but this is going to be hard for her. Whatever that issue is with this other woman, you need to press charges because she just committed a murder.”

At 2:31am, Merci gave birth to our daughter Heaven.

She was beautiful and looked just like me with a small mix of Merci.

The hardest thing for me to do was to hold my dead baby in my arms. Merci didn’t want to let her go and I didn’t blame her.

This was my fault, and I should’ve been handled Lexus but after this shit, she was dead to me.

“We’ll have her a memorial service if you want. I’ll do whatever you want me to do,” I told Merci.

“Get the fuck out. That’s what I want you to do.

This would not have happened if I didn’t come to your house.

Every time I’m with you; she pops up and tries to hurt me.

Look at your fucking face and you keep saving this bitch.

She done killed my fucking daughter, now how you feel? ” Merci screamed. “Get the fuck out.”

The shit cut me deep. I was barefoot with no shirt on and no draws.

The dried-up blood on my face made me appear like I was a patient walking out the hospital.

I had nurse try to stop me and get the open gash checked on, but my mind wasn’t right to worry about myself right now.

The only thing in my vision was my dead daughter that I had just left upstairs.

Maybe I should’ve took the damn positive role and pressed charges, but I was from the streets, and we handled shit out way.

I walked up to Lexus house at almost four in the morning.

The fog was thick, and the neighborhood was quiet.

I had to go home first and change out of what I had on.

Now I was dressed in all black with my face covered.

My car was parked a block away where I knew there were no cameras.

This bitch thought she was going to continue to cause havoc in my life, but she was about to take her last breath.

Lexus had a problem leaving her bathroom window up at night.

It something she been doing for years. Just like any other night, it was up, and I slipped right in and walked straight to her room.

Seeing her sleeping so peacefully only pissed me off.

I didn’t waste any time. I closed the door shut and slowly walked up to her bed.

She was laying in the perfect position for me to wrap my hands around her neck.

Her eyes popped open as soon as she felt the squeeze, but I had murder on my mind and there was nothing she could with her airways being shut off. I watched the life leave her body before whispering one last thing in her ear.

“You took my daughter’s life bitch, and in return, I gotta take yours. Our daughter will be well taken care of. I’ll see you in hell.” I removed my gloved hands from around her neck and eased right back out the window I came in.

I knew that Merci didn’t want to see but I ended up back at the hospital to get my face stitched up, so I checked in her too.

I wanted to know her plans for our daughter so I could pay for everything.

She was asleep and I didn’t want to bother her.

Not wanting her to be pissed off when she woke up, I left and went home.

My adrenaline was coming down and now I was feeling the effects of getting hit in the head.

I popped a pill and took my ass to sleep.

When I got up this next day, I didn’t feel shit.

It was like a numb feeling that I had come over me.

Losing my mama and then my daughter made me feel like fuck the world.

This shit was cruel, and it didn’t matter how many lives I took; I couldn’t get them back.

I got out the bed and went to the bathroom and got myself together so I could head back to the hospital.

I needed to go and get my daughter, but I couldn’t make things obvious.

My phone started ringing as soon as I thought about last night.

“Yo?”

“Am I speaking with a Perce Watson?”

“Who is this?”

“This is Department of Family and Children Services.”

“What is this about?”

“We have your daughter with us along with her other siblings and we need you to come and pick them up.”

“Aight, where is their mother? I’m not responsible for the other kids. Only my daughter.”

“We will let someone talk to you about that when you get here, sir.”

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a few.”

I got dressed and made the drive to the shit hole of a place that has been known to tear families apart in the hood.

They had the kids in a room with a television and some food.

My daughter jumped up and ran towards me as soon as she saw me.

I picked her up and looked at the rest of the children.

The oldest one looked at me with sadness in her eyes, but I didn’t give a fuck.

“Can we speak outside the room?” A blonde woman approached me. I put my daughter down and closed the door behind us. “Alexus was found dead in her bed this morning. Your daughter is the one that found her, and the oldest daughter was the one that called the police.”

“Did they say what happened?”

“I’m not sure. You’ll have to talk to the police department about that.”

“Thank you.”

“Will you be taking all four of the children?”

“No, I’ll just be taking mine. You’ll have to contact the other fathers.”

“Two of them are incarcerated.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way but I can only take what belongs to me. She has family that can come and get them. Just don’t let them go in the system. If no one comes to get them, then I’ll be back to get them.”

I opened the door and grabbed my baby so I could leave.

It was a cold thing to do knowing that I took their mother’s life, but I didn’t give a fuck about her.

She got was coming to her. I wasn’t one of them weak ass niggas she used to beat up on.

Before I could get out the door the police were pulling up.

“Put your hands behind your back.”

“What the fuck you talkin’ ‘bout? I got my daughter in my hands.”

“Hands behind your back or we’ll shoot.”

“Y’all dirty muthafuckas would shoot me with my daughter in my arms?” I put her down slowly and lifted my hands so they could see I wasn’t trying to resist. “What is this ‘bout? Can I call someone to get my baby?”

“You’re under arrest for the murder of Alexus Samuel.”