Chapter 11: Part I

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Clearing my thoughts, I entered the house to screams of laughter from children and adults.

Before I could even think straight, Luna ran right into my arms.

"Mommy Mommy !!! He ... He coming!!!"

She was laughing and running around me in circles.

Right on her tail was Jonathan. They both were using me as a human shield.

"Who baby? Wh..."

Right before I could get the question of why the hell she running around here playing , something hit me.

Where there is a Jonathan, there is a ....

"UNCLE SCOPPPPPP!!!!" Luna screamed.

Shit.

Scoop came around the corner wipping his arms with a napkin.

He came close to me as they hid deeper in my shirt. Scoop bent down so he was eye level with them both.

"Now... Which one of you thought it would be funny to color my tattoos in with permanent markers? I close my eyes for three minutes and this what yall do?"

Silence.

I turned around and raised an eyebrow at them both. "Luna? Jonathan?"

Dead Silence.

I looked at Scoop and he gave me a head nod. I quickly moved to the left and said, "Get em"

Instead of attacking them Scoop yelled "Boo.." and they went running and screaming over again.

Once the coast was kid free Scoop pulled me into a hug and I hugged him back.

"He out there?" He motioned towards the door.

I nooded.

He moved towards the front door. I gently placed my hand on his chest.

"Dont." I prayed the whole ride here that Scoop would just stay home or even our car break down on the way. Either way it go, this is not how I wanted them to talk.

Scoop hugged me one more time and once again headed for the door. Ugh I swear these BRICK niggas stubborn as hell.

I let my nose guide me to the kitchen where the other set of laughter came from.

"Girl yes, I told that nigga look Ima give you what you gave me. You gave me two minutes of sorry ass dick so you got two minutes to get ya sorry ass out of my house." I already knew that was Skylar.

I hit the corner to see Tasha mashing potatoes and Skylar washing the greens in the sink.

Instantly the both turned around and greeted me with a "HEYYYY GIRLLLL!!"

I immediately hugged them both. Im glad all the awkwardness was cleared out before I got here. I hate introducing people.

"Hey yall. Sky where is your car." Now that I think about it.

"Oh girl its in the garage. I remember you telling me sis was pregnant so I came early. Plus I know aunty baby can be a handful."

She right about that. The thing about Luna is that she doesn't have a sugar tolerance. One Sprite and she gone off the walls alllllllll day.

"You right. You right. And thank you for coming. Angel ya girl kind of coo. I likes ha."

I washed my hands in the sink next to Tasha. She gave me a nudge. "Yeah girl I like you too. You been having me dead."

Then Tasha nudged me again.

I turned around and both of them were staring at me.

"Yeah ...." I looked at them back.

"Girl whats up with you and why you acting all weird?" asked Skylar.

"Yeah, I thought you said that you two made up. If this was the case I would have threatened to keep sex away from Marcus until he fixed it." added Tasha.

At the point I couldnt help but chuckle.

Pop!

The loud noise snapped me back to reality.

I took a deep breath. To be honest I didn't even realise that I was acting distant. I just couldn't stop thinking about what they were doing out there.

"I have something I have to tell yall."

Pop! Pop!!

"... Scoop was the reason we got to arguing."

Pop!!

POV King (Dontè)

"Yoo, I don't even know how the hell Im going to take care of a kid. Them little ones is bad as hell."

I just shook my head. I dont even listen to half the shit Marcus be saying when it comes to kids.

We aint neva had no daddy. And thats the type of shit that forces you to be the father that you never had.

Long story short, he and his gone be good. I mean plus Ima be the Uncle so ....

"Time out. You said little ones? Who else in there." Without answering Marcus took a longer drag than the one before and passed me the blunt.

I grabbed the blunt and took it in. I quickly checked my phone to see over 100 messages from an unknown number. I already knew who it was. Its like every time I block this bitch she find a way back.

I blocked the new number and put my phone away. Damn I cant stand ha. But back to this nigga.

I guess he thought I was distracted because he wasnt saying shit. I raised an eyebrow letting him know that Ill be damned if I repeat myself.
"Jonathan."

As soon as he started the J, I already knew. That mean this nigga Scoop here and we got a whole lot of motherfucking business to handle.

I took another puff and walked toward the inside but Marcus stood in front of the door.

"Listen man..."

"Move."

"King man chill the fuck out. Its kids in there man."

"Move."

He didnt budge.

I knew then that it was raps. Family or not he know better. Therefore its his ass.

Before I could shove my foot up his ass, the man of the hour himself opened the door.

He looked me dead in my eyes.

I blacked out.

Pop!
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