Virginia (2 days later)

"Are you fucking serious?" Renae asked walking towards her damaged car.

The windows were busted, 3 tires were slashed, the paint was scratched and the roof was beat in.

"Yo... yo mom's tripping." King spoke then shook his head.

Pulling the car door open, Renae opened the glove compartment and cursed seeing her money gone.

"Damn it!" She screamed hitting the dashboard.

"What?" King asked.

"She took my money!"

"How much you had in there?" He asked checking the back seat.

"Five hundred. What the fuck man?" She stressed slamming the glove compartment closed then got out the car.

"Just stay out here, I don't need any extra reason for her to act a fool." She mumbled heading towards the house.

"Nah, I think I should go in." He stated but she shook her head.

"You see what she did to my car? I don't need another reason for her to act crazy." She stressed.

"Un fucking believable." She mumbled retrieving her house key from her pocket.

King walked up and sat in the chair in front of the window.

Walking inside the house, Renae covered her nose to block out the strong stench.

The living room was messy and so was the kitchen, the dishes were piled up and had flies lingering over them.

The trash was overflowing, furrowing her brows, her antennas started tingling as a million questions circled her mind.

Making her way upstairs, Renae flipped the switch only for the bulb to blow out.

"Great." She mumbled shaking her head.

Once upstairs, she made her way towards Damon's room.

Everything seemed in place and untouched.

Confused, she closed his door and headed down to her room.

Opening the door a wave of anger came over her as she stared at her things cut up, burned, ripped and bleached.

"Come on... give me a break." She spoke throwing her hands up as she walked into her room.

Picking up the pieces of clothing Renae shook her head staring at the damage.

"I have nothing... like seriously." She stressed trying to find some clothes in tact through the mess.

But everything was destroyed.

Looking towards her destroyed closet, Renae's heart sank at the sight of her memory box on the floor.

Rushing over towards it, she looked inside only to find what was left of the baby pictures of her and Dajon.

Out of the 50 she only had 2 and they were damn near ashes.

Sitting down, Renae looked around her destroyed room with watery eyes.

Everything she's ever loved was destroyed.

Everything.

Even the giraffe King won for her.

"What did I do?" She asked no one in particular.

Picking up a nearby trash bag, Renae stood up and just began stuffing things inside despite them being damaged.

They were still HERS and she wanted them.

"Guess you thought I was playing huh?" Egypt's cold voice came from behind as she stood in the door way half naked.

Looking at the person she once called "mom" Renae rolled her eyes and continued stuffing the bag.

"Leave me alone."

Laughing, Egypt lit her cigarette and scratched her ass walking into the room sure to kick things out her way.

"Remember what I told you?" She asked wiping her nose and Renae ignored her.

"You must've thought I was playing when I told you not to come back."

"You most certainly called my phone and told me to come and get my shit." Renae reminded walking around her and picked up the half burned stuffed animal.

"No bitch, I told yo ass NOT to come back unless you wanted an ass whooping." She spat flicking the cigarette in Renae's direction.

Jumping back before it could land on her, Renae glared at her.

"You need help." She told her as she tied the bag and tried to leave out but Egypt blocked her path.

Rolling her eyes, Renae side stepped her and headed for the door only to meet eyes with her father.

"Wassup Nae?" He spoke rubbing his stomach as he held a beer in his hand.

Renae, frozen and confused, looked from Ahmed then to Egypt.

"What is this?" She asked motioning between the 2 and Egypt laughed.

"What it look like?" Egypt replied.

"You're sick." Renae said before walking towards the door, soon as she walked over the threshold Ahmed choked her up against the wall causing her to drop the bag.

Looking into his eyes, she realized he was high and fairly tipsy.

"I told you bitch!" Egypt laughed twirling her hair around her finger as she pranced in a circle.

Renae trying to get Ahmed to release her, couldn't even come to an understanding of what was happening.

Never in her life has he ever put hands on her, never.

"I don't like the way you've been treating your mom." He spoke as his grip around her neck tightened.

Her face started to turn red as she tried to pry his hand away.

The man she once hoped to rekindle a relationship with was staring at her with eyes that spewed of nothing but hate.

Closing her eyes, Renae grew the strength and kneed him in his balls.

"Son of a bitch!" He hollered dropping her, gasping for air, Renae staggered to her feet as she entered her room only to be hit from the side by an obviously high Egypt.

Falling to her knees, Renae shook her head trying to regain her vision as she squeezed her eyes shut then reopened them.

Feeling something wet on the side of her head, she knew it had to be blood.

Before she even had the time to move, her body was being turned over.

Ahmed sat on top of her and began to strangle her.

Dazed, Renae beat on his chest and kicked her feet trying to get him off of her.

Not understanding that crack heads had super strength.

Upon hearing things falling over, King made his way into the house just as he heard Egypt laughing like a mad woman.

Rushing up the stairs, he looked from a skipping Egypt to Ahmed choking the life out of Renae.

Before Egypt had the time to yell, he walked up behind Ahmed and locked his arms around his neck pulling him off of Renae.

"Outside now!" He asserted tightening his hold as Ahmed clawed at his arm.

Slowly, Renae got up and grabbed her bag.

Seeing Egypt making her way towards Renae, King removed his gun from his waist and pointed it at her as he tightened his hold around Ahmed's neck.

"Outside!" He repeated looking at Renae then at a terrified Egypt.

Rushing out, King began to pistol whip Ahmed with the butt of his gun.

His unconscious body fell down and King looked to Egypt.

Screaming, she pulled at her hair as she looked around frantically.

Walking towards her, he grabbed her by her tiny neck and lifted her body up 3 inches off the ground.

Her eyes widened and her feet dangled as she clawed at his hand.

"If I wasn't so in love with your daughter I would shoot you right in your fucking face. Let me tell you something bitch." He spoke as he tightened his grip and shook her a little.

"I knew something was off with yo ass da moment I met you. Let me show you just who da fuck Yung is." He said removing his gun and fired a shot into Ahmed's stomach.

"Da next time I see you or his ass, be prepared to take your last breath."

Dropping her, she gasped for air and Ahmed laid crying for help.

"Don't even think about calling da boys, I got some niggas dat will pay you a visit da moment I hit dat corner."

Looking at her one last time he chuckled.

"I'm waiting to take yo fucking life, it'll be worth it."

**

45 minutes later

"Girl what the hell?!" Tamia shrieked helping up Egypt when she stumbled through her front door.

"King... Kingston did this." She stammered curling up in fetal position.

"Kingston? What? What are you talking about?" Tamia asked grabbing her house phone ready to call the police but Egypt stopped her.

Looking down at her sister, she let her eyes roam.

"E... tell me you ain't start back on that shit?"

"I needed it... my life was falling apart." She replied as her body trembled.

"You didn't NEED that mess, you WANTED it. How many times did I tell yo ass about that? Didn't I say one day you were gonna get caught? You got Renae thinking I ain't want y'all living with me when you know yo ass snorted that money away! What the fuck E!" She snapped carrying her into the living room and laid her on the sofa.

"I need help Tam... Ahmed's in the hospital.."

Hearing that name, Tamia slowly rose to her feet.

"You... tell me you are not messing with his scamming ass?"

Laughing, Egypt rubbed her arms.

"Un fucking believable!" She snapped throwing her hands up defeatedly.

"Every time he comes around shit goes wrong, do you want to go back to jail?"

Ignoring her, Egypt turned over on her side.

"What happened to you E?" She asked on the verge of tears.

"I thought you had it under control?"

"Guess I didn't." Egypt replied simply, "Can you help me or not? I gotta find Dajon."

"Dajon is fine, I spoke with him this afternoon. I need to get this out your system." Tamia replied.

"Have you spoke to Bryson?"

"You know his ass don't like me, he only tolerated my ass for the kids and your ass." She reminded.

Tamia and Bryson had different views of helping Egypt.

Tamia wanted to send her to rehab and Bryson thought he could help her by forcing her to go cold turkey.

It only made things worse.

"You said Kingston did this to you?" She asked coming back with her first aid kit.

"Yeah, he told me to stay away from Renae or he'd kill me then he shot Ahmed." She lied.

Shaking her head, Tamia opened her kit.

"King put his hands on you? Mm doesn't seem like him. Where was Renae? Does she know?" Tamia questioned.

"She was there, she watched him beat on me. I told y'all about that bitch!" She spat.

Not believing a word she said, Tamia shook her head.

"Ahmed went to the hospital but you didn't?"

"I called them for him then ran here." She answered then winced as Tamia dabbed at her cut.

"Mm sad."

"Can you call Keenan? I need him to handle his friend." Egypt spoke and Tamia had to catch herself.

"Yup, I sure will."

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"What happened?" Karen asked helping King carry Renae into the living room.

"Her damn mama." He answered laying Renae down and removed his hoodie.

Karen rushed to the back to grab her medical bag, she was a self taught "nurse" knowing what her son did, she knew he couldn't risk explaining things to the doctors.

"Nae?" King called placing a pillow under her head.

"I'm here... I'm here." She spoke in short breaths.

Egypt had knocked her upside her head with a fine china collectible and a piece of the glass was stuck in Renae's head.

"What did she do? What da hell happen Micah?" Karen asked calling him by his middle name.

A sign that she was pissed.

"Just tell me what I can do to help, I'll tell you later." He spoke and she glared at him.

Picking up the box of latex gloves, she shoved them into his chest along with the bottle of alcohol.

"Just wait on my command." She asserted sitting on her knees as she sanitized her hands.

"Renae? Sweetheart you still here?" She asked putting the gloves on and Renae nodded slowly.

"Can you feel any pain?"

Shaking her head, Karen looked at King briefly.

Taking the bottle of alcohol from King, she twisted the cap off and picked up a gauze pad.

Pouring the alcohol on it King stared at her closely.

"Hold her down." She instructed.

"For what?" He asked, "Boy just do it!" She semi snapped, moving closer towards Renae, he wrapped his arms around.

"This will burn Nae." She warned before applying the gauze to the wound and Renae kicked and screamed.

"Damn it! Keep her still!" She yelled when Renae knocked the alcohol out her hand.

"My bad, you know dat mess burns." King replied and she gave him a warning look before picking up the alcohol bottle.

Giving Renae some time to calm down, she grabbed another gauze pad and poured more alcohol on to it.

Without a warning she began to dab at Renae's gash trying to ignore her crying and screaming.

After apologizing hundreds of times, Karen picked up the tweezers and her flashlight.

"Ok..." she spoke then took a deep breath.

"This may hurt." She informed and Renae cut her eyes at her as if she were saying "No shit"

Inching towards Renae's head, she placed the flashlight between her teeth and carefully pulled the piece of glass out.

"If she knocks me on my ass I'm whooping your ass." She warned giving King a look.

"Well hurry up mama dang." He stressed trying to calm Renae down.

Once she got the glass out, she quickly covered the area with a gauze pad as she searched her bag for her skin stapler.

Giving King a look, he nodded pulling Renae's body into him more.

"Close your eyes Renae." She instructed, taking slow deep breaths, Renae did as told as she tried to clear her mind.

Feeling the first stitch, she gritted her teeth and kicked her feet.

"Two more." Karen announced.

10 minutes had gone by and Renae was now laying asleep.

"Do you want to tell me why in da hell my future in law had her head busted?" She questioned walking into King's old room.

"Her mama a crack head."

"Well I knew that when da scram called me talking stupid." She replied sitting next to him on the bed.

"I should've went in with her, I knew what she was walking in to." He stressed.

"How were you to know da old bat would attack her own daughter?"

"Actually, her pops did most da shit. He was trying to choke her out." He informed and she rose a brow.

"The one she spoke highly about?" She asked.

"Nah." He answered shaking his head.

"That's her step pops, I'm talking about her biological father, nigga was trying to choke her to death."

"What'd you do?" She questioned and he chuckled.

"Put his ass in'a headlock and pistol whipped his ass." He replied and she snickered.

"I shouldn't be laughing, Lord forgive me." She spoke fanning herself.

A silence fell over them and King stared at his hand tat.

"I'm moving." He announced.

"What?"

"Just for a few months... I'll call everyone day and drive up here every other week. I need some time to help Nae find herself. Finding out that her mom is a crack head and sleeping with her pops after claiming she couldn't stand him? She's gonna end up in her old ways." He explained.

Understanding, Karen placed her hand on top of his.

"Promise me you'll be safe?" She begged.

"I will."

"Still gonna buy me my dream home?" She asked smirking and he laughed softly.

"I got da blueprint."

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