Yung POV
Lord stop me fore' I kill this girl man, ion know where Kara at and shit got me fucked up.
I called her damn near 50 times man.
"KARAMEL ANSWER YA GODDAMN PHONE! I'M NOT PLAYIN' WITCHU." I scold in her voicemail.
"Boy who you yellin' at through the phone like dat?" My momma asks.
"Karamel man, she gone and ion know where she at." I run my hand down my face.
My momma smirks.
"You in love with that girl, when I get ta meet her?" She asks.
"Momma...I just told ya ion know where she at, how you supp-" She smacks me upside my head.
"Don't gimme that lip." She mugs me.
"Onna real note, I gotta talk ta you bout sum." I scratch the back of my head.
She don't know bout Aj-
"What you did boy?" She sighs.
"Fore' you hit me, let me explain." I tell her.
"Spit it out." She snaps.
"Karamel had my son 2 years ago, but I only found out bout a month and a half ago." I tell her.
She smack the fuck outta a nigga as if he ain't in the damn hospital.
"OW MAMA DAMN."
"Boy- keepin' my grandson from me for what reason?" She mugs me.
"It ain't that simple mama, but this medicine kickin' in." I yawn.
"Alright ima see you later, I wanna meet this Karamel and...?" She awaits for my answer.
"August Jr." I tell her.
"Great, 3 of em." She rolls her eyes playfully.
She leaves out, I realize her and Kara ain't ever met.
Damn.
3 hours later...
A nigga woke up to Quame loud ass in my room.
"Shut the fuck up, nigga damn." I stretch.
"You betta marry that girl nigga." Q says.
"Who?" I ask.
"Kara. Nigga that girl hopped on my get, went to New York and beat the shit outta that nigga and that hoe. Shorty fight like a whole nigga." He hypes.
"You outta ya damn mind? The fuck you let her get caught up in dat fore'?" I ask him.
"I ain't even know til we was on da plane, I obviously stomped on that nigga face." He pops his collar.
I shake my head.
"Where she at?" I ask him.
"She cried herself ta sleep, i'm sure she'll come back later." He says.
I nod.
"I feel like I forgot sum." Q thinks.
Suddenly the door opens, revealing Jazmin.
"Oh you." He nods, duck facing.
"Nigga you left my daughter?" I hold my temple.
This nigga so slow man.
"How you doing pops?" Jazmin sits in the seat next to me.
"I'm straight, wassup witchu?" I ask her.
Her eyes start to get glossy.
Oh god, teen hormones, please god no.
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Fanfiction⚠️Editing⚠️ Karmels life falls apart. She's jobless, still in school, and can barely afford to keep her lights on. Raising her sister at just 17 years old, no parents. About to graduate high school, looking for a new path. What happens when she bum...
