Keith Powers
The Next Morning

I sat in my car all night. I wasn't leaving because I wasn't about to walk around and let this problem linger on longer than it has to. I fucked up, telling Brittany what she said was the biggest mistake. And it's not like I told her to start some shit, my point was to let her know that April was uncomfortable with her having Kiara.

Everybody's probably wondering why I even allowed Brittany to come back around, she begged and pleaded for Kiara, feeding me this sob story about how Kiara was all she had after her oldest daughter being taken and like an idiot, I fell for it.

I'm not going to lie, I've always had a soft spot for Brittany and that's why she's been able to slip in and out of my life. I'll never tell April that because she's going to turn that into something more.

Picking up the sonogram pictures, I wanted to cry. Finally our miracle baby. I knew she was pregnant, she was sick and lazy again. I'm excited, this is all we wanted and I'm going to make sure she has a healthy, happy pregnancy.

Grabbing my keys and the ultrasound pictures, I climbed out of the car and headed inside. The smell of bacon ran up my nose, so I got here just in time.

I made my way into the kitchen and sat at the counter. Two plates sat next to her with pancakes and eggs on them. She took the bacon out of the skillet and placed it on our plates. Grabbing both of them she sat one in front of me.

I'm guessing she knew I was still here but this isn't what I expected when I came in the house.

"April."

"Eat Keith."

"Can we talk, I know you're tired of doing that but I don't you to stay mad at me."

"After breakfast." She left out of the kitchen. I shook my head then began to eat.

Once I was done, I rinsed off my plate then headed to where she was. "Alright, I'm done, can we talk?"

"I'm listening."

"First I want to say that I'm sorry, for everything. All of the tough situations I put you in, the nonsense that I've brought into our lives. The way I push your feelings to the side like it's nothing. I was wrong about the whole Brittany situation. She asked about Kiara and Kiara asked about her so I thought it would be best if they saw each other. I should've asked, I shouldn't have been so disrespectful about it like I was. Brittany made me think that she was coming from a good place. I fucked up by telling her what we discussed, I didn't think she would come up to your shop and do what she did."

"You don't think obviously."

"Lately I haven't. Look April, I'm not going to see here and talk your ears off, I just want you to know that I want to fix this. I married you, because I love you and I never wanted to live without you and I'm not. We should be happy and excited about our baby. I'm sorry for everything. Just tell me what I gotta do to fix this? I'm not losing you."

She stared at me for a while. "Get your baby mother under control Keith. She's been a problem long before she had Kiara. I'm not about to keep dealing with all this bullshit. It seems like every day it's something, it has to stop. Now that I'm pregnant, I'm most definitely not taking shit from nobody, ima just walk away. No arguing, no fighting, just simply walk away."

"Ima handle it, trust me."

She nodded. I got up and grabbed her plate and sat it on the table. Sitting next to her, I scooped her up and put her on my lap. "Heavy ass." I joked and she hit my shoulder.

"Hush."

"Let's be happy. We've been through enough, only thing we need to focus on is our marriage and our children." I placed my hand on her stomach. "I can't believe your pregnant man."

"Honestly I thought it wasn't going to happen again. I cried so hard. I couldn't wait to tell you." A tear fell down her face. I wiped it away then kissed her cheek. "Our little miracle baby."

Holding on to her face, I gave her a long kiss.

When we pulled back she laughed and rubbed my huge lip from that sucker punch yesterday. "I'm sorry about hitting you." She kissed me again.

"It's cool, I deserved it. All of this mess is because of me, but don't worry ima fix all of this, we gone be good."

Three Weeks Later

Pacing the floor of my shop, I impatiently waited for Brittany to pull up. I know I should've been had this done but I spent the last few weeks making my wife happy and this right here is going to seal the deal.

The bell on the door rung, I looked up at her walking up to me. She smiled. I glanced at her clothes, or lack there of. She keeps trying, it's sad.

"Well hello." She said climbing into one of the barber chairs.

"Sup." I sat across from her. "How are you?"

"Great, you?"

"Good."

"Kiara hasn't been coming to see me like she's supposed to. What's up with that?"

"She's been spending a lot of time with April. I asked if she wanted to come over and she's been saying no. What's up with that?"

"You two give her what she wants, I don't. I don't like the spoiled brat y'all turned her into."

"Spoiled brat?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

"So why did you call me here? Finally realized that the bitch you married ain't shit?"

My jaw clinched. "I called your pathetic ass here because you need to know your place. The disrespect stops today, I let it go on for too fucking long. April has never did anything to you, since the day y'all met YOU always had a problem. I know you're jealous, I get it. But I need you to act like a grown ass woman for once and put the bullshit aside. I'm sick of all this unnecessary drama because you can't get what you want."

"Why can't I get what I want?! What's so special about her that you ALWAYS choose her over me?"

"You're desperate, you're a thief, you can't even put some petty shit to the side to raise you're own kids. And like I told you before, I'll never be with you because you can't even fuck with April on her worst day."

"Well what are you going to do when the Bitch is in jail for murder?"

"What?"

"She stabbed me with a pair of scissors and I'm going to make sure that I put her in jail for what the she did to me."

I laughed. "I think god put on this earth to make my life a living hell."

She shrugged. "Maybe."

"But you know what, I think you'll go to jail quicker than her."

"Why would I go to jail?"

"Attempted murder."

Her eyebrows furrowed. "What are you talking about?"

"If you focused more on yourself then me and my wife, you'd know that there has been an investigation on you regarding the accident that caused April to miscarry and almost lose her life."

"What does her accident have to do with me?" She did a nervous laugh.

"It has everything to do with you. You purposely ran into her trying to kill her thinking that it would make me run in your arms I guess and we'd fall in love and live happily ever after."

"It wasn't me. You have no proof, your wife told you that I did this and you believe it."

"Remember when I came and saw you and asked where your car was? You said it was getting fixed but actually the police found it crashed, you even got a hospital record for the cut on your forehead that you got piled up under that makeup."

She touched the scar. "How do you know all of this?"

I got up out my chair and picked up an envelope off of my station. I pulled out the things inside and tossed them at her. "Everything is right there. Medical records, pictures of the car, oh and my favorite, pictures of you at the intersection, to the right of April and pictures of you paying somebody to stash your car somewhere."

"So you brought all of this to scare me into kissing her ass, fuck no! I wish I would've killed that bitch but she got lucky."

I smirked. "You just said the magic words. COME ON OUT!"

My office door opened and five cops walked out.

"Brittany Anderson, please stand, hand behinds your back." One of them said.

"You set me up!" She yelled.

"This wouldn't have happened if you would've put the bullshit behind you. Maybe a few years in jail will teach how to humble yourself." I said.

"Fuck you!"

I laughed. "Mad ass, get her the Fuck up out of here." I watched as they dragged her out the shop, I could feel the weight lifting off my shoulders.

Grabbing my keys I headed out and headed home.

When I got there, I went inside, April and Kiara were in the kitchen.

"Daddy we're making sugar cookies, come help!" Kiara said.

I smiled and set my keys on the counter. Then I walked up to April and kissed her cheek. "Hey beautiful."

"Hey, where you been?"

"Just taking care of a few things. Getting a few stressful things out of our lives."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You'll see." I kissed her lips. "Alright let's make these cookies."

"Yaaaaay!" Kiara cheered.

Now that Brittany's out the way FOR GOOD, I'm going to focus on my family remaining happy.

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