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I've been living it up in Jamaica for 2 months. Life's good,I've taken over the cartel in that small amount of time. Money on top of money. Sitting at my desk counting money now. My worker Bj comes in.
                          
"Boss,I collected the money from the east. Plus I talked to the Brazilians you have a meeting tomorrow night."
                          
"Iight bet,and here"
                          
Throwing 10 stacks at him
                          
"Get my god baby something nice"
                          
"You going to spoil her"
                          
Squinting my eyes with a smirk.
                          
"I'm suppose to mi G,now go home take sometime with her"
                          
"Thanks boss lady,you just don't know"
                          
Staying for a few more hours. Putting my money in the underground safe,locking everything up. 
                          
Walking out the door,Niya runs to me hiding behind my legs crying. It's her and her three brothers that play around here.
                          
Squatting down to her level
                          
"What's wrong lil mama"
                          
Her three brothers run to were I am, looking nervous.
                          
"Dey pulled mi hair,tin push mi down"
                          
"Oh really"
                          
Giving the boys a stern look
                          
"You leave your baby sister alone,you here?"
                          
No body speaks. Raising my brows at the young men in front of me.
                          
"I asked a question"
                          
"Yes mam,but she follows ti much"
                          
"It doesn't matter,be nice to your sister. One-day she might leave,and you'll never see her again. Is that what you all want?"
                          
They shake there head quickly.
                          
"Protect her not hurt her. And you beat anybody's ass that messes with her"
                          
"Yes mam"
                          
Turning back around to Niya
                          
"Dry your eyes. Your to beautiful to cry. Your a strong little one"
                          
Looking the kids up and down. Holes in there cloths,no shoes,dirty. They remind me of ...... Me.
                          
"Where your parents tonight"
                          
"Mama high,daddy went out to get help for mama."
                          
"You ate?"
                          
"No mam"
                          
Sighing,I haven't met there parents but I can't stand them.
                          
"Get in to the car"
                          
They do as I say asking no questions.
                          
Pulling up to my house
                          
They look amazed at my home,getting them out of the car then into the house.
                          
I make them all take a bath,while there doing that I go make spaghetti and garlic bread for them. Its good and makes a good amount of food.Putting the food on the table.
                          
I go find big T-shirts for them and some sweat pants.
                          
They look like new kids when they come out.
                          
"Feel better?"
                          
They all nod but the oldest one.
                          
"What's your problem lil man"
                          
"Why yous being nice ti us? Yous feel sorry fa us? We not want yous pity"
                          
"First off mind your mouth,stay in a child's place. Second of all I do what I do out of kindness,I pity no-one. Third sit your narrow butt down and eat this food I made"
                          
He looks at me with a small smile on his face
                          
I hear no more words come from there mouth as they eat the food.
                          
"Can I pwease have more?"
                          
He's the youngest of the boys
                          
"Stupid,yous know yous don't ask fi second"
                          
He says this in a stern voice. The baby's lip wobbles. The middle one looks at his plate knowing he wants to finish but ends up giving his younger brother his. Pushing his plate to the side,I hear his little belly rumble.
                          
Getting up I get the pot,serving them more food. Leaving the pot for just in case. There eyes light up at the food. That shit makes me want to cry.
                          
After we finish eating I go to wash the dishes.
                          
Derrick speaks
                          
"I do dishes,that's what childs are made ti do"
                          
My blood boils. That has to come from the parents.
                          
"No baby that's not what you do,this is what I do"
                          
Drying my hands after I'm finished. Grabbing her small hand leading them to the movie room.
                          
"So what's you and your brothers name?" The oldest pops up out of nowhere.
                          
"I'm Trey age 12,Phil age 9,Derrick 4,Niya 3"
                          
"Alright Trey,Phil,Derrick,Niya let's watch a movie"
                          
They all pick a seat,I grab some snacks and blankets. Putting on Lion King. Hey I love that movie no matter how old I am.
                          
All the kids fell asleep on me. Trey is laying his back on the sitting part but legs in the air,Niya's cuddled up to me in my side,Phil and Derrick are laying on each other. It's cute
                          
As I'm dosing off my phone beeps 
                          
Looking at it half asleep
                          
We are coming mi amour
                          
Not paying attention really,no body knows where I'm at but one I don't think he will ever tell. Drifting off to sleep to prepare for the next day.
                          
No worries on my part
                          
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