"ion know my daddy all i heard is that he died assum like that but i neva met him." he chuckled.

"can i see yo back."

"why you wanna see my back."

"turn around." i mugged him standing up.

i lifted up his shirt and saw the same birthmark that me and my daddy have on our lower backs.

"oh my lanta i think you my brudda." i gasped looking at him.

"how? i'm confused." he said and i turned around showing him my birth mark.

"this some real lifetime movie shit." he shook his head sitting back down in the chair.

"so that mean my daddy was fuckin some after my mama cheated on him." i nodded my head realizing.

"shoulda known he was a playa playa." i mumbled to myself.

"so likee when did he die."

"he got kidnapped when i was 7 so you was 5 at the time."

"sooo he's not dead?"

"ion know but he prolly is."

"they killed our two uncles that same day."

"damn triple homicide."

"you not seein them pearly gates." i shook my head laughing.

"so wait what's your real name?"

"somari banks."

"yup that's his name, but his last name was redd."

"i wonder if my mama knew about you." he rubbed his chin thinking.

"i wanna meet her."

"when she come pick me up dummy."

"don't call me no dummy cause you definitely the dumb sibling."

"brooo i just realized that i almost fucked my sister's sister." he gagged.

"you have any other siblings?"

"nope it's only me." he shrugged.

"ight come lemme finish ya hair."

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"tezhae comeee!" he yelled walking out the door.

"i'm nervoussss." i whined walking behind him

"mama meet my sister." he cheesed walking to her car window.

"boy what?" she scrunched her face up.

damn she bad as fuck my daddy definitely got a type

"i found my sister." he pulled me from behind of him like a toy.

"hi?" i awkwardly waved.

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