Shit Hits The Fan

Nicki and the kids sat in Micaiah's game room turned play room. Micaiah wasn't happy that he had to share his space but Safaree made it very clear that he shouldn't make a big deal about it. Nicki was currently laughing at MacKenzie dancing to the sound effects of the game. Whenever she heard a beat, no matter the tempo, she began to bounce up and down and wave her hand.

"Go, Kenzie. Go, Kenzie." Nicki encouraged her. She stopped and looked at Nicki before she squealed with a big smile and started bouncing harder. Nicki laughed.

"Stop!" Micaiah yelled at Sebastian.

"I wanna play, Cai." He said sweetly.

"No." Micaiah kept his eyes on the game.

"Micaiah." Nicki said.

"Ma, he don't need to play."

"Please." Sebastian begged.

"No." Micaiah said.

"Don't be selfish."

"Man." He smacked his lips. "He gone mess me up. I'm gone have to start this whole thing over and I'm in the middle of-"

"Forget it, Micaiah. Come here, Bash." She grabbed her phone and went to the app store. "What kind of game do you wanna play?"

"Something that go boom!" He nearly screamed and got MacKenzie's attention. She crawled over to them and held on to Nicki's leg while she stood and babbled.

"You wanna play sports or zombies or-"

"Cycles like Fareeeee." He explained and she laughed.

"Motorcycle game, eh?"

"Mmmhmmm." He nodded and she began looking for it.

"Stop little girl." Nicki said as MacKenzie began trying to snatch her phone out of her hand. MacKenzie stared at her blankly for a minute before plopping onto her butt and crawling towards one of her blocks.

"I play basketball ball?" Sebastian asked.

"No, you just asked for the motorcycle game. Its downloading." He stared at her blankly. She sighed. "Fine."

"Here." She said when she had downloaded it.

"Ma." Micaiah said still looking at the tv screen.

"What?"

"Kenzie pooped."

She sighed, "Come here, Kenzie." MacKenzie looked at her then back at the tv. "MacKenzie, come here right now." She pointed at the floor by her feet. MacKenzie slowly crawled towards her. Before MacKenzie reached her she saw a spot on the back of her light pink shirt. "Oh. My. God."

"What?" Micaiah paused his game and looked back at his mother.

"She shit up her whole back!" She said disgusted. Micaiah laughed but Nicki found nothing funny. "Give me this." She took her phone from Sebastian and called Safaree who Nicki had given the task of painting the new babies toy chest because it was the wrong green.

"Yo." He answered.

"Can you come get MacKenzie?"

"Why?"

"She shit up her whole back." She said, now irritated by the whole situation.

"How come you can't clean her up?"

"She needs a bath and you don't want me leaning over the tub."

"Aight. Here I come."

"I play now." Nicki heard Sebastian say. She looked up to see him with a controller. She thought Micaiah was about to let him play but Micaiah did the opposite. He snatched the controller from him. Sebastian began crying.

"Turn it off." Nicki said sternly.

"What?!" Micaiah said.

"Turn it off! I'm not listening to this shit all day. Either you share or turn it off."

"No!"

"No?" She repeated shocked. She stood and went to turn off the tv. She stood in front of it and Micaiah stood.

"You can't do that!"

"Who said?! Maybe you forgot who the parent is."

"No, maybe you forgot who your son is." He said with lots of attitude.

"Wh-"

"You always baby him and give him whatever he wants cause he got left! Nobody treats me nice cause you left me! You treat me like crap! I'm sick of it. I hate it here. Every since you had Kenzie and he came you expect me to do everything. Sometimes I wish you never came back and just left me with my Grandma because she loves me. You only want me so you can be with Daddy!"

After he had finished his rant they just stood staring at each other. His breathing was erratic. He used the back of his hand to wipe his tears away. Nicki was at a loss of words. She had no idea that he had felt that way. Just like her relationship with Safaree, she fixed nothing with Micaiah before opening new chapters in his life. He was hurting and it was evident. She didn't know if and how she should punish him. He had never spoken to her that way. She simply went and picked up MacKenzie who was now crying.

"Come on, Bash." She said lowly. She walked them upstairs and was met at the top by Safaree.

"Oh, I said I would come get her." He smiled. He was completely oblivious to what had just happened.

"Its fine." She said dully before handing MacKenzie over.

"You ok?" He asked.

"Yeah." She forced a smile. "Just tired. This baby is kicking my ass." He laughed and rubbed her stomach. "I'm gonna start dinner."

"Alright." He kissed her forehead. "You think Lil Ma need a nap?"

"Yeah."

"Alright, Princess." He said to MacKenzie. "Lets go get you cleaned up.

"I color?" Sebastian asked.

"Sure." She went into one of the kitchen drawers and pulled out a coloring book and crayons. She kept it there especially for him when she was cooking.

As she began chopping the vegetables she couldn't help but to replay Micaiah's words over and over. She never thought that he would be capable of tearing her down. Her vision became blurred by her tears but she only increased her chopping speed.

"Shit!" She said as she cut her finger. She put pressure on it. "Stay here, Bash."

She made her way upstairs to get a band aide. It wasn't a deep cut. She walked pass MacKenzie's room where she could hear Safaree talking sweetly to her. She went in to their bathroom. She wiped her tears before running water over her finger.

"What are you doing?" She heard Safaree's voice.

"I cut my finger." She said still looking at her finger.

"Let me see." He said.

"No, I-"

"Let me see, Nic." He turned around and saw the redness in her face. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just tired." She sniffled.

"Who you talking to?" He asked before lifting her onto the counter. "What's wrong?" He asked as he went into the drawer for the alcohol and band aides.

"Micaiah,"She sighed. "He said he hates me. He thinks. . .ow." She said as he poured alcohol onto her finger. "He thinks I only want him because we're together and that I give more attention to Bash than him."

"He said he hates you?" He asked as he bandaged her finger.

"Yeah."

"Alright. I'll handle it."

"No, Safaree."

"I know him and I know you. He was being mad disrespectful."

"That's how he feels though so-"

"Nah. Just let me handle this, Ma. I'm tryna raise a man. The first woman he needs to respect is you, no matter how that little nigga feel." He kissed her finger. "All better?"

"Yes." She smiled and kissed his lips. They were interrupted by the doorbell sounding off.

"Who is that?" She asked.

He shrugged, "Only one way to find out."

They walked down the stairs together. Safaree opened the door to an older white couple. Safaree knew exactly who they were.

"Hi. We're sorry to just come over unannounced but we're looking for our Grandson. . .Sebastian."