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    Chapter 133


    FREDA WHITLOCK


    “Mom, mom! ot’s go to the mall, Francisco excitedly eximed as we walkway from the ice cream


    truck that was parked close to the mall. I looked at Lyra to see if she was up for it. The mall was


    somewhat empty and I was not sure what the reason was, but I liked it. “Sure,” she said with a


    shrug.


    “Yay,” Francisco eximed with a grin and ran off ahead of us. “Heyy, careful,” I called, apologizing


    to the young couple he almost ran into. “Come on!” He called in response and Lyra smirked at me


    before running off after him. I groaned, having no choice but to join them.


    *** ***


    Fifteen minutester, we had maxed out Lyra’s card and we were currently on mine. We were


    getting a bunch of stuff we never realized we needed, along with an assortment of toys for


    Francisco. When we got into the mall, I only then realized that this was the first time in the three


    months since I brought Francisco to this pack that we were going shopping.


    Different things had happened and they had all been so overwhelming that I forgot all about taking


    him out to have fun. Guilt nibbled at me, and that was why I got him every toy he asked for that was


    safe, even though I knew he would grow out of using them soon. When that happened, I would be


    d to give them out to the younger kids in the pack.


    A sudden thought hit me. Did I n to stay that long? Surely, I didn’t. But then, I had not nned to


    stay as long as I already had.


    I sighed and ran my hand through my hair as Lyra and Francisco headed for the arcade in the


    gaming center. “I’ll go get some


    Lyra and she nodded as Francisco pulled her


    more stuff,” It away. She wa


    one that was more into ying games with him and that was why he always wanted to go out with


    her.


    Sometimes I got jealous, but then I thought about how much he liked discussing with me and asking


    me questions. Lyra did not have the patience to answer the questions that the kids asked.


    “You!” I heard someone call out as I started walking up the stairs to the upper section of the mall


    where clothes and underwear were. I had a very silly phobia of esctors after I watched a video


    that haunted me.


    “I’m talking to you!” The person’s voice was louder now and I recognized it. It was my sister’s. Not


    Lyra’s. It was Safiya.


    I immediately turned around and looked in the direction her voice hade from, and I saw her


    ring at me from the top of the stairs. How the hell had she even seen me?


    People were already looking at her and the peace-loving, calm part of me immediately turned


    around and started heading down the stairs I had already gone halfway up to. I needed to find Lyra


    and Francisco so I could stay with them.


    This was the only time I hated the fact that there was not a crowd that I could get lost in. Goddess,


    why did I have the worst of luck? Why?


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    “Get back here!” I heard her yell, and I started cringing from the secondhand embarrassment I was


    feeling on her behalf.


    “Freda…” I heard Lyra’s voice and I could not have been more grateful. “Most of the fun games are


    out of order…” I heard Cisco say and Lyra looked me over, examining my bodynguage. “What’s


    going on?” She asked me and I bit my lip.


    “Let’s out of here,” I said, grabbing Francisco’s hand. “Wh Lyra was asking but she cut herself off


    when she looked behind me. “I’m talking to you, b**h,” I heard Safiya’s voice close behind me and I


    turned around.


    “What the f**k?” Lyra fumed and red at her. “Language!” I said, ncing at Francisco. He looked


    very confused and I started to feel bad for him.


    “You want to tell me why you’re such a b**h?” Safiya said, ring at me and I let out a sigh, feeling


    very unfortunate at the fact that she was going to make my day worse than it already was. “What do


    you want?” I asked quietly, looking around subtly at the people who were looking at us and the


    crowd that was slowly gathering.


    “You made me waste my strength trying to get to you,” she said, and I nced down at her baby


    bump, which was not very obvious. I did not know what to tell her so I pressed my lips together and


    looked at Lyra. She was clenching and unclenching her fist.


    “Not only are you trying to take my husband from me, your b**h friend is trying to do that too?” She


    questioned, looking between us and I was filled with confusion.


    “What?”


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