De'Mario's POV:

Me: "Aye, lemme speak to you for a minute." I walked into August house.

August: "I already kno wea dis shit bout ta go." He shook his head. "Look, D. I wun trynna ta start no shit between yah I just wanted a dope ass video. I thought you would be okay wit it."

Me: "I really don't want to hear shit about the video anymore because its already happened. You had a whole fucking month to tell me excuses. I ain't wit it." I sighed. "I just came here to say I don't want you around her unless Im with her. No more, studio sessions alone. No more, meeting up anywhere. I don't approve of that shit. You know how I feel about my girl so Im asking you nicely to fall back and respect that."

August: "Iight man, I undastand dat. But Jus kno, I love ha like a sista. Nun mo' , nun less." He dapped me up.

Me: "I know, Im not accusing you of anything. But that made me look bad as a husband, you feel me?" He nodded. "You ma nigga and thats my wife. That don't look too well for her reputation. Im trynna look out for all of us. From the paps point of view, you look like a homewrecker, She look like a hoe, and I look stupid. Need I say more?"

August: "Nah, man. I feel ya." He sighed. "I'll fall back. Just don' take ya anga out on ha. It's ma fault. I asked ha ta do dis fa meh."

Me: "Aug, she knew what she was doing. Don't take the blame for her. She a grown ass woman, she know better." I walked out the door.

August: "Aye, don' be puttin ya hands on ha." He semiyelled from the door.

Me: "That's why Im here and not at home." I smirked.

He shook his head and I got in my car. I started the engine and sat for a moment to think.

I hope we last...

I pulled off into the mist of doubt. I don't know If it's my pride talking or heart. But Im not going to keep talking to her about shit like this. She already got her first strike and it's only been some months into this marriage. She fucking up. I would hate to say that shes not the one for me when I spent almost 8 years telling myself and everyone else that she was. I just be thinking. I hope this is true. Everyone changes and from what I see, putting a ring on her finger will show you her true colors. So far, Im stuck in the grey area. I know just about every nigga has been in my position before and was thinking just like I am. Now, you know I love Shawny with all of me but the things she do sometimes would have you wondering.

I parked in my driveway and took a few deep breaths before deciding that I need a blunt. I pulled the blunt out of my pocket that was already there for me just incase something stressful like this was on my mind. I grabbed the lighter and lit the blunt placing it between my lips. I inhaled relief and exhaled the stress. The higher I got, the better I felt. Shawny's phone went off and a the picture of her and August popped on the screen. I soon became angry and ended the phone call.

Still upset, I put out the blunt and stormed into the house. I skipped up the stairs and barged into the room. Shawny was sleep but I really didn't care.

Me: "Shawny, get up." I shook her. "De'Shawn, wake yo ass up."

Shawny: "D, what?" She said with a raspy voice.

Just looking at her face made me more upset so I didn't want to talk to her No more. I got up and walked out the room leaving a puzzled look on her face. I went downstairs and sat on the couch. I soon fell into a stressful yet peaceful sleep.

De'Maria's POV:

Hi, Im Maria. My daddy is D and my momma is Kacey. Shawny is my StepMom but I love her like a second mom. AJay on the second, I don't like her at all. She's my momma's girlfriend. I am 8 years old and is in 3 grade. Usually, I would be older than everyone in my grade because my birthday is early but Shawny got them to put me up a grade because of how smart I am.

I live with both of my parents, I should say because I can switch to whoever's house I want to. But If I had a choice to do so, I would stay with my Daddy all the time. I love my momma but Ajay makes me hate her. I don't think my momma love me anymore. She always sends me back to my daddy house whenever Ajay (Multimedia) tells her I was being bad. But I don't do anything. Shawny doesn't treat me like that. Shawny makes me feel like She's my bestfriend. I accidentally call her momma sometimes and I wish she was at times. I can't wait until her and daddy have kids. I want a little brother or sister that I could help take care of. I want to be a big sister.

AJay: "Maria, get cho ass in that room and clean it up, Now!!"

I just came home from school and she's already yelling at me. I rushed to the room and seen that everything was where I left it. It IS clean. I sat on my bed and soon decided to do the homework that Ms.Williams assigned today. I will be done with it in the next 5 minutes.

AJay: "Bitch! You better do what I asked you and get the Fuck outta ma face!" She yelled at my mom in the other room. I heard bumping and banging and it scared me. I looked for my cell phone that my dad gave me so I could call all three of the numbers but I heard foot prints coming into my room. I jerked back to see AJay standing right behind me. "Come here, Maria. You're so beautiful. Let's get you washed up and ready to go to your dad's house."

Me: "Can I get washed up at my dad's house?" I back up and the wall trapped me.
AJay: "No, you gone do what I say. Now, you don't want me to tell your momma that you being a bad girl, do you?" I shook my head No. "Then get your ass in that fucking bathroom!"

I rushed into the bathroom and she hit me really hard in the butt with her hand as I passed her. I screeched in pain but kept going because she would hit me again If I stopped. Once I made it into the bathroom, I did as I was always told to do when she comes into the bathroom with me. Im supposed to take off all of my clothes and keep my mouth closed. She comes in and locks the door behind her every time. Her eyes are blood shot red this time and she looks like there's a demon inside of her. Im so scared that I have goosebumps and can't stop shaking. She's the reason I have nightmares. She's the reason Im sacred to sleep alone.

AJay: "Bring that ass over here, Maria." She looked at me with those creepy eyes that made me feel wrong.

I moved slowly while biting my fingernail on my index finger. She yanked me by the arm when I was close enough to her and she began touching me. Her hands touched me in places Shawny told me to never let anyone touch until I was married. Her grip was strong, so I couldn't run. Tears poured out of my eyes but my cries were silent. The pain grew once she poked me with her fingers between my legs. It felt like a knife stabbing. I scratched and screamed but she threatened to kill my mom. I felt my insides tearing but she dug deeper. I seen blood covering her hand and almost passed out. Once she stopped, she ordered me to get in the shower.

De'Shawn's POV:

I wake and lay in bed for a moment staring into space before checking the time on my stereo. It's 4:30 and Maria will be here in about 30 minutes. I get out of bed and slip on some basketball shorts, then head downstairs. D is knocked out on the couch and has the house smelling like straight up weed. I shook my head as I headed to the kitchen. I grabbed me a few oreos and Cookies N Cream icecream. I sat at the counter on a stool turned the TV on that we had in the kitchen. I watched old shows of Martin and gave myself something to laugh at.

D: "Turn that down." I heard him say halfway sleep in the living room. "Go back upstairs with that shit."

Me: "Well, Im down here, so you can go upstairs and sleep in the bed where you're supposed to." I hissed. He pissing me off and I think he doing it on purpose just cause he got a little attitude.

The doorbell rang and I rushed to go get the door. Once I opened the door, Maria looked beat. Her face was all balled up and she hugged me like this was our first time seeing each other in years. I closed the door and picked her up and held her in a hug. She didn't say a word, she just cried silently. D was knocked out and didn't notice that she came in. I carried her upstairs and into her room because I KNOW something is wrong. She puts me in the mind of myself when I was younger and that's not good at all. So I know it's a problem underneath the surface. Once we made it to here room, she cried as hard as she could and her arms and legs wrapped around me tighter. I rocked her and pat her on the back to sooth her but knowing that I went through this when I was younger, I began to cry with her.

Me: "Babygirl, please don't cry." The tears in my eyes kept pushing. My momma used to do this to me when I was little. Now, I know how she felt. I hate every moment of it. You gotta be strong to watch your child break down. Especially, If their as young as she is.

Maria: "Shawny, why are you crying?" She raised her head off my shoulders and tried to wipe my tears as I wiped hers.

Me: "Because, you're crying, baby." I sniffled. "Maria, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Maria: "I can't tell you." She started to cry again.

Me: "Princess, you can tell me anything you want. Don't you ever keep secrets from the ones who love and protect you."

Maria: "She said If I told, she was gonna kill my momma!" She cried.

My heart dropped and I held her. Rocking her back and forth as she cried. I don't even want to know what that bitch did to my baby but I want to know how hurt she is so I can fix it.

Me: "Who did this to you, Maria?"

Maria: "AJay" she sniffled and snuggled her head into my neck.

Me: "What did she do to you?" She wouldn't answer me and she wouldn't move but she started trembling and crying some more. This little girl is traumatized. Im going to kill this bitch over my baby. Kacey gone get fucked up too. "Look at me," I made her look me in the eyes. "Did she touch you?" She nodded and tried to hold back her tears. "Where did she touch you? Show me."

Maria: "No," she shook her head and scooted away from me.

Great, now she doesn't trust me. Tears rushed out of my eyes because I know what this bitch done did to her.

Me: "Go walk towards the door for me, Maria." She slid off the bed and with the first couple of steps she collapsed to the floor and winced in pain. "Does it hurt in your private area?" She nodded and I picked her up and carried her downstairs. "D, get up." I shook his shoulder with my free hand.

D: "What?!" He rolled over and growled.

Me: "We have to take Maria to the hospital." He jerked his head towards me and I had his full attention.

D:"For what?"

Me: "If I told you, you would be going to prison rather than the hospital. Let's go." Maria was sniffling with her face snuggled in the crook my neck.

D: "Babygirl, what's wrong?" She never answered him, her grip only got tighter around my neck.

I love this girl with all of my heart will go through hell and high waters to make sure she don't have to go back over to that house again. This is definitely the last time AJay ever gets to take advantage of my of babygirl. I'll be damned If I let that shit happen again.

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I know this chapter was kind of on a touchy and hard to read subject. But bullshit like this actually happens to innocent little girls like her everyday. I just wanted to put light on the subject and let people know from my own experience on what it feels like to be the victim and deal with the victim and the situation at hand. It's heart touching but lesson teaching. I hope you've gotten something out of this chapter.

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