Chapter 233 Hair Cut

Shania was hurrying past a few cars to get to the gravesite when Ty grabs her arm stopping her. "Hey, what the….." She growls and was about to pull her arm out of the person's grasp but stops when she saw who was holding her.

"Oh Ty, it's you, what happened? Did my mother hurt him? Tell me she didn't shoot the father of my child!" She screams in panic. "No, she didn't but I'm surprised you can still call him that after all that has happened," Ty said releasing her arm.

"All that has happened? Like what? What happened?" She asks her eyes wide. "You are aware that your mother buried your sister today right? And that you and my brother played a part in her death? Which was the reason your mother almost shot him a few minutes ago?" He asks his arms fold across his chest.

"Oh that, well as I said before, I'm not going to apologize for being with him, or for carrying his child. I love him, even though he has told me we can't be together, I still love him and always will and I'm over the moon with happiness that I'm carrying his child inside me." She said massaging her stomach.

"And what about what this is doing to your mother, sister, nieces, and nephews?" Ty asks. "I have no control over what they think about me but what I do know is that no man has ever done for me what Caleb has.

I have a car and a house, my kids will never go to their bed hungry again, ever, and I'll no longer have to struggle to make two ends meet. Caleb takes care of us, even though none of the other kids are his, he still takes care of them. Does he have his faults, yes, but he's better than most men I know and after hearing all that Maya had been up to, she did not deserve him.

I'm sorry she's dead but the bitch brought it on herself. May she rot in hell. The only reason I'm here is because a friend of mine called and said that my mother was holding Caleb at gunpoint, almost gave me a fucking heart attack." She said holding her chest.

"So you've no regrets, at all, even though your sister is dead?" Ty asks. "No regrets, I would marry him tomorrow if he would have me, and my sister's death isn't on me or Caleb, it's on her, as filled with hate as she was, now, where is he?" She asks looking around. "In the church." He said stepping aside so she could pass.

"Is my gun-tooting mother still in there?" "No," "Good." She said before heading towards the church.

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"I can't believe you convinced Samson to dye his hair blond and dress up as Thor for your Halloween party," Janice said laughing. "Ah, yes, well I would love to sit here and boast how tightly I have that fine specimen of a man wrapped around my little pinky but alas, I can't." Chris sighs dramatically. "He turned me down flat when I told him about it but when he heard that I was also having a fundraiser and that the proceeds would be going towards fighting cancer, he changed his mind and took part," Chris said with a dreamy smile.

"And take part he did, my fluttering heart, dude took my breath away in that outfit, not to mention he was born a blond, damn he makes my mouth water." Chris bites his lips and moans. "Chris, stop, you're so shameless." She laughs slapping his shoulder. "I know." He teased wriggling his brow. "But don't get me wrong, the other dudes were smoking hot as well, Ty was Tarzan, Fabian was Conan, Caleb was Hercules, and let's not forget I was rocking my Indian warrior's outfit and my man was killing his cowboy outfit and all the other guys were rocking their outfits as well." He laughs.

"But Samson, God damn, that man's looks and physique should be locked away in a museum, on the other hand I guess I can see why his wife constantly accuses him of cheating, I mean come on, women would pay big to spend at least half an hour with him."

"Aint that the truth." Janice chuckles. "know what I can't believe?" He asks his hands folds. "What she asks dipping into the popcorn bowl. "That shit that took place at the funeral." He snorts. "This family has enough drama to star in their own sit come. Meet the Jacksons." He said spreading his arms wide.

"People would mistake us for Michael Jackson's family." She laughs. "Yeah for about a hot second until they watch the preview." He laughs stuffing his mouth with popcorn.

"know what else I can't believe?" She asks. "What?" "That you're freaking leaving tomorrow." She said throwing popcorn at him. "Yeah, sorry peanut, I kind of don't have a choice, work awaits." He said making a sad face. "I hate you." She pouts throwing more popcorn at him.

"Hey don't be like that, I'll be back for Thanksgiving and we can go Black Friday shopping." He wiggles his brow again. "Fine, I guess that will have to do, for now, so where is your other half anyway?" She asks.

"Visiting his friends, said he needed to check in with them before leaving." "you know that has something to do with making Mitch pay, right?" She asks. "Yep, no matter what I say to him, he's going to go after Mitch so I'll just let him; Mitch is in jail, so at least he's safe for now."

"You don't want Jared to hurt him, do you?" She asks. "A part of me does and a part of me doesn't." "but if you couldn't defend yourself you would be dead right now, you know that right?" "Yes and that part of me Is going to back off of Jared and let him beat the shit out of him but damn it, he's my cousin."

"Well, actions have consequences." She states firmly. "And Mitch will learn that the hard way." He adds. "You know I'm going to be blowing up your phone on an hourly basis right?" She asks. "I know and I don't mind, but that crazy bitch is still out there so just watch your back alright." He warned. "I will." "Now leave me alone, I need to finish this series before I leave tomorrow." He said stuffing more popcorn in his mouth. She was silent for all of one minute before speaking again.

"Chris," "For the love of….. what?" He asks narrowing his eyes at her. "You need a haircut." She giggles. "Yeah, no shit." He said rolling his eyes in a don't you think I know that manner.

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I thank you Heavenly Father that my family

are enjoying your good gifts and having

lives characterized by usefulness

significance and blessing