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AJ POV

"Have a good day at school y'all. I'm gonna pick y'all up later and bring you home," Auntie Zaniyah waves outside her car door.

"See you auntie," Leah smiles.

"Let me make sure y'all get inside safely," she says. I turn around and start to walk, but not without making sure Taleah is walking in front of me and is in clear plain sight. We get inside the school and classes don't start for another ten minutes so Leah and I sit on one of them benches on the main floor where mad other kids is waiting. I make sure Leah sits on the end so that no one can sit next to her.

"Move over," she pushes me over and I move a little bit but I ain't leaving enough space for someone to sit they ass in between us. "Mad close."

"We was in a stomach together," I joke.

"Well now we're not, I got options nigga," she laughs. I look at her hand eyeing her water, "Let me get some" I grab her almost full water bottle and drop my empty one on the floor.

"Don't finish it. I be thirsty- hey you drinking too much!" She tries to pull it from my lips but I'm more worried about quenching my thirst. I let her take it back eventually.

"You're buying me another one because what am I supposed to do with this. One sip and it's done," she sighs, "and stop littering." She picks up the empty water bottle from the floor.

"We got English together first. You did the homework?" She asks me.

"Nah, let me see yours," I hold my hand out. Taleah takes the homework out her bag and gives it to me. I take one quick glance at it and hand it back to her. I don't even feel like copying that shit.

"If you would have told me, I would have did it for you. But we start in like five minutes," Taleah shakes her head. "You setting yourself up for failure."

I'm distracted from our conversation when two niggas walk past us, grilling Taleah like they last meal. I naturally stand up before they could get far.

"Fuck you looking at," I follow their eyes, daring them to look anywhere but into mine.

"Nothing bro, my fault," one of them puts his hands up and the other one nods. I stare them down for a few seconds and then pull Taleah up and away so that we can start walking to class. And to get her away from there.

"Oh look, we matching today! Black Air Maxes, Jeans, Black shirt, silver necklace. Well mines is gold, but still. Aww, we really are twins!" Taleah hugs me and jumps up and down. She needs to calm down, it's too early for this. She pulls her phone out her back pocket from the sound of it ringing.

"Papaaaaa," she smiles and holds the phone up to her face when she answers.

"Hi beautiful. I know you start class in a minute and thirty seconds but I just wanted to see you and tell you that I love you and have a great day at school. If you come across any issues today, let me know and I'll be right there, be as safe as you can possibly be." I hear him rant emotionally. What is he even talking about? He's acting like he is definite that some bad shit is gonna happen today. Bad energy.

"I will, I love you more- to the moon and back," Taleah blows kisses into the camera.

"Tell your brother that papa loves him," He says, and it sounds like he's on the verge of tears. This early and he's already starting. What could you possibly find the time to cry about in that short amount of time.

"Aj, papa says he loves you," she tells me. I don't look up from my phone and ignore what she just said.

She sighs, "He says he loves you too."

"You don't have to lie sweetie. It's okay, I just wanted to send the message. As long as he knows. And as long as you know," he sniffles, "Alright. Have a great day at school. I can't wait to see you guys later. I'll cook for you. I love you," he hangs up the phone.

"I don't think papa is okay right now, it sounded like he was crying."

She telling me this like I'm supposed to be shocked, this isn't anything new. He always finds something to be depressed about and then wants to cry. And why he gotta call us if he's crying? Like, what is the purpose of it? So that we could see that he's crying and then feel bad or some shit. Because it's not working.

On some real shit, he has some attachment issues. We could be out of his sight for only five hours and he's already trying to see what we doing, where we at. And he'll know we at school. Or like now, when he's saying he can't wait to see us like we've been gone for mad long. It's been a day and he don't know how to act. It's like he's depending on us when it should be the other way around.

Whatever, fuck that. I ain't gon stand here and bother myself with that all day. The bell rings and Taleah and I are the first in class, which is unusual for me, but I try to be around her at all times of the day. Even if that means coming in on time.

"Goodmorning Smiths twins," the English teacher smiles.

"Jackson," Me and my sister say at the same time.

"Oh, yes. Of course. Goodmorning... Jackson twins," she sighs and makes a face. Whatever her opinion is on my father, I don't give a fuck keep it to yourself. As long as I'm addressed correctly with the right last name. I feel disrespected whenever someone play that Smiths shit. It's like they tryna act like my daddy don't exist.

Taleah and I sit in the back of the class next to each other. "Let me see if I can do this for you real quick," she takes out a piece of loose leaf paper and starts scribbling words down, actually mimicking my handwriting. I don't know if she be studying the way I write or the half done homework's I be throwing on the floor but the way she does my handwriting is so accurate.

"Here, I did the best I could. You're welcome," she hands he paper to me discreetly and I glance at it. The classroom starts to fill up and the teacher begins to teach. I tune her voice out and stare at the desk, uninterested and ready to go home. Taleah on the other hand is all about her school work and knows how to pay attention. I just can't.

Thirty minutes into the class, the door swings open making everyone including me look up. My body tightened up when I see that these bitches came back to school, Justine and Maliyah. They don't say nothing to the teacher, just slam they fake LV bags down and sit in their chairs.

"Why are you guys late?" The teacher asks, but they don't answer her.

"Alright. Five points off of your grade. First you're absent for several days and then you show up to class late. I can't believe it," she scribbles something down in her grade book.

I examine them from the back of they heads. I want to kill these bitches so bad for what they did, it still makes my blood boil till this day. I've been looking for the nigga who actually did the shit but it's been hard. With no name, no face, no nothing it's hard to play it by ear.

I look at Taleah to make sure that she's okay and not crying or nothing, "You good?" I ask her. My eyes land under her desk and her leg is jumping up and down.

"Mm-hm," she stares straight ahead with no expression what so ever and despite her response I know that she's everything but good. She fidgets with her pencil on the desk.

"You tryna take a walk?" I ask her.

"Nah, hold this though," she hands me her phone, nose ring, and earrings. She puts her hair up.

"Hold on," I say and go into my bag and take out some Vaseline. Shit, I already know what's bout to happen and I know she could hold it down with these birds but I don't need them scratching her up. I use my hands to rub some into her face and her arms so that her hands don't get slippery. The teacher is too busy at her desk grading work and shit while we supposed to be doing this work. She don't see anything.

Once I'm done with Taleahs right arm she stands up and calmly walks towards the front of the class. But she stops behind where the two females are sitting. And in one take, she grabs both of their hair in each hand and drags them out of their seats making the desks slide back and everyone's head turn in shock. And just like that, Taleah proceeds to fuck them up at the same time.

I stand up as she pushes them both on the floor and straddles them, one knee in each stomach, and punches their faces in. They are trying to fight back but like I said, my sister knows how to hold her own. No matter if it's two against one.

"Dumb ass bitch!" She chants "Fuck you hoe," she stands up and kicks them both. They stand up and try to double team her but she slaps the fire out of them both, one at a time making them stumble backwards. Right now I'm standing right by Leah just to make sure that if any of their swings connect, I can have her back. I want to punch these bitches so bad, but I can't put my hands on females.

"You was supposed to be my friend! But you just out here setting people—" she bends down and punches Maliyah, "setting people," she punches Justine "setting people up!"

"Ladies! Ladies!!!" The teacher shouts but no one is listening to her. Everyone is creating a scene recording them fighting, which I don't like so I'm putting an end to.

"Put the cameras away. If I see that shit online I'm gonna find out who did it," I threaten and whoever had their phones out put them down. And I'm deadass. This shit is not a joke, so I don't need to see it on social media like it's funny.

Taleah is still going at it and they don't stand a chance against her. She's grabbing their hair two at a time and swinging them all over the place. While she's holding them by their hair in one hand, she's punching them with the other. She finally pushed them forcefully on the ground and their face is scratched up, beaten, their hair is coming out and their clothes is torn up. I look at Taleah and she's untouched but the only thing is her eyes are filled with tears her and cheeks are red

"Fuck you!!!" She screams and the loud ruckus becomes a silent room, "I fucking hate you bitches man, on god." She screams emotionally. I grab her hand and try to pull her away but she tries to launch towards them again.

"Taleah, calm down we can settle this-" the teacher says but of course she's a non factor right now because she don't know what the fuck my sister been through. She can't calm down.

Taleah picks up a chair and throws it at them, who are leaned up against the wall looking stupid and scared and caught off guard. "What the fuck did I ever do to you? WHAT DID I DO?!" she screams and at this point I have my arm wrapped around her shoulders and I'm pulling her out of the class because she don't need to be here right now.

"Nah bro, let me go," she sobs but I don't let her go. She don't need to be there right now. And right as we leave the room is when the security wants to pop up. "What's going on here?" One of them ask frantically and I push past them with my sisters face pressed against my side so that she can hide her tears. They call after us but I don't respond to them. What the fuck can they do, they don't know anything.

I pull her to secluded corner and let her cry into my torso. I'm not good at comforting people who are crying, so I just let her cry.

"You good," I tell her and rub her back.

"I dream about that shit every night my nigga. Every fucking night it's hard for me to sleep because I know this man is still out here and can hurt me again," I feel more tears soaking my shirt.

"He can't." I say seriously because ain't no way he can hurt her again, I'm making sure of it. My hands and ears start to heat up and I'm clenching my fists into a ball. I'm so fucking mad and I don't know what to do about it. I can't fight nobody, I can't hurt nobody, because I don't know who did this. My sister handled them two females, but they need to stay out my way because if I see them again I don't think them being female is gonna be any of my concern.

"I've been in pain for the longest, I didn't want to worry nobody-" she starts.

"And you didn't say nothing?" I step back.

"Fuck I'm posed' to say? That shit already happened. I got scars to prove it! It's a constant fucking reminder that I'll never get his disgusting ass off of me," Taleah wipes her eyes, but tears keep flowing.

"I-I didn't know what to do, I don't know what I'm doing I'm just-" she sobs, "I'm so over it."

I sigh, "come."

I hold her close to me because I don't know what I can do or say to make her feel better, but I know how I could make myself feel better which is by taking my anger out on something or someone. I'm begging someone to fuck with me or look at me the wrong way today so I can have a reason to fight somebody.

Taleah coughs, "I want papa..." she says sadly. Then it comes to my mind again what he was saying earlier this morning. See what I say about bad energy?

She steps back and takes her phone out of her pocket and dials a number then puts it on speaker.

"Hello?" She says.

"What's wrong?!" I hear the voice of papa say as soon as she says a word, like he can hear that something is off in her voice.

"Are you busy?"

"Don't worry about that, what's the matter?"

She tries to say something but she starts to cry again.

"I'm coming to get you Leah. Is Aj with you?."

"Yes," she sniffles.

"Stay together. I'm coming."

Cameron POV

I pack up my things behind my desk and throw them into my bag as quickly as I can. I don't know what is wrong with my child but whatever it is, I need to be with her. I don't care where I am, work, home, on my death bed. If any one of my kids need me, I'll be there.

"Where you going Mr.C?" Treyvonte asks when he sees me stand up from my desk with my sweater zipped up and a bag in my hand.

"Guys, I have an emergency. Just sit tight while I find a cover, I'm so sorry about the short notice. No homework tonight," I say in a rush.

"You good?" He asks.

"Yes sweetie, I'm fine. Just finish up the work you're doing and if the cover tries to make you do anything else, just tell them I said- matter of fact, I'll leave a note," I rip off a piece of notebook paper and write down,

My students already have work to do. Please refrain from pressuring them to do any work that you have come up with. If they choose to do so, that is also fine. Don't tell them I will be giving extra credit for work I did not assign, because I won't.
- I allow phones when there is no instruction.

—𝒞𝒥𝒶𝒸𝓀𝓈𝑜𝓃

Because of my ability to write fast, I write all of that under thirty seconds and leave it on my desk.

"Stay seated. I love you guys, see you tomorrow," I blow them a kiss and receive their unanimous 'I love you too' as I rush out of my classroom. I check next door to see if Giovanni is free and thankfully he is. I don't want to ask him for too many favors because I really have nothing to give him in return, unless he would want money but I'm almost sure he doesn't. But this is an energy, so I can not give it much thought.

I knock on his door and open it. He looks up from his computer and smiles.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Can you please cover my class for this period and find a cover for the rest of the day for me, this is an emergency," I rant and shift on my feet. "I'm so sorry I feel like I keep asking you to watch my classes I'm—"

"Hey, Hey, Hey. Relax. It's all good. Of course I will," he stands up with his clipboard and coffee and walks to the door.

"Is everything alright? Well, clearly not. But I hope everything ends up alright," he frowns "and don't worry about asking me to cover you. You know I got you."

I sigh in relief and smile nervously, "I can't thank you enough. I-Um thank you so much," I give him a quick hug to show my appreciation and he smiles in shock.

"You are welcome."

I speed walk out of the school and I when I get into my car, I drive as fast as I can to my kids.

"I'm here to pick up Taleah and Anthony Jackson jr. in the tenth grade please," I say to the woman behind the desk at the main office. She nods and picks up her phone that connects to the loudspeaker and calls for them.

"Your daughter got into a fight today," she says while I wait for them to come. I sigh and rub my sweaty hands together.

"Hit the poor girl first," she adds and then her phone rings. She briefly speaks to the person on the other end while glancing at me.

"Alright, thank you. Thank you," she hangs up, "You can go 'head to the principals office. Your kids are in their waiting for you."

I leave the main office, avoid looking at the area where the incident with my husband happened, and walk up two flights of stairs in the very familiar staircase where Anthony and I use to spend lunch time together. He would do this thing all the time where he held my hands and I leaned back while I stood at the top of the stairwell. It was like a trust game that I loved to play. He never, ever let me stumble or fall. And I definitely trusted him.

I knock on the door to the office and it swings open and I see three chairs on one side, two occupied by my twins, one empty and on the other side I see one big chair. And I'm face to face with the principal who also used to be my principal. She smiles awkwardly at me and steps to the side so that I can walk in. I sit on the chair in between Taleah and Aj. As soon as I do Taleah reaches for my hand and I hold hers in mine. I kiss her cheek, "You alright?"

She shakes her head no and I sigh sadly and pull her head into my chest to comfort her.

I look at my son, and I was going to ask him if he's okay, but I decide to not ask him or tell him anything before he gets mad. I already see his facial expression saying 'leave me alone', so I'll do that. Especially to avoid any conflict right now when Taleah is in this state. I have to focus on that first.

The principal shuts the door and  sits across from us, "Long time no see," she groans.

"So, we had a bit of a conflict this morning with your daughter, it wasn't your son this time," she chuckles as if she said anything worth laughing about. She clears her throat, "Um, from what the students are saying your daughter, Taleah, she came from the back of the class and attacked two girls who had just walked in. For what reason? I don't know. I've been trying to ask her but maybe you can tell me." She rests her chin on her hand and stares at me.

"What happened?" I whisper to Leah while caressing her head.

She sniffles, "They came back to school."

"Oh god," I let out a shaky exhale, now understanding what went down. "I'm so sorry."

"Anyone care to fill me in, just so that I know what I am suspending her for?" The principal says.

"Suspending who?" I cut my eyes at the principal.

"Taleah Jackson," she emphasizes her last name and shrugs, "she can't run from the back of the class so early in the morning and attack two innocent girls. She can't get away with it."

"You're not suspending anybody. She had her reasons for doing what she did, it didn't happen out of the blue."

"So what was the reason?"

"Those two girls- wait baby who were they? Was it Justine and who else?"

"Maliyah," she whispers. My face twitches just from the name.

"Justine and Maliyah. They had set my daughter up a while back to be assaulted."

"And why wasn't