“Tomorrow? Unh-unh. I ain’t waiting till no tomorrow. I want to see her today.”

“The purpose of the Sip’N’See is so you can see her for the first time at the event.” I said annoyed. I was already irritated cause me and Amb had just got into it, on top of all these niggas doing thee most.  

“Don’t sass me boy.” She reached up and popped me in my neck.

I tucked my lip and started the car.

“A Sip’N’See. What is that anyway? Some stuff some white folks made up to get more gifts. We black, we don’t be doing all that. Just let us see the baby and that’s it.”

“It’s the new thing.” Stacy explained to my grandmother.

“Yeah me and Stac gon have one when she have my baby.” Travis licked his lips at Stacy.

“Please. I wouldn’t have your baby if somebody paid me a million dollars.”

“Stop fronting girl. You know you want all of this.”

“Can y’all just shut up and ride?” I snapped at Trav and Stacy who were trying my patience. I started the car and drove off.

“Well does the baby look like you?” My grandmother broke the silence.

“Mama.” My mother turned around to look at her.

“You know these tramps will say anybody the daddy to get that child support.”

“She don’t need his child support. Aug broke Nana.” Travis gave his opinion nobody asked for.

“He may be broke now but she looking at that potential when he graduate. She trying to get in good now. Trying to be a golddigger before my baby get a chance to even dig the gotdamn gold. That’s what them older women do to these young boys. Trap em. And sadly your brother was a victim."

 “Mrs. Blair no offense but Amber’s ex-husband was rich.”

I sighed heavily. I really felt like pulling the car over.

“Y’all leave Aug alone. Let him drive.” My mother interjected.

 “Aww baby don’t go getting sensitive. You just broke right now. Next year you won’t be.” My grandmother said with the sweetest sympathy.

If she wasn’t my grandmother I would put her ass out this car.

 “August you gotta take me to see Amb today. I can’t go another day without seeing my boo.”

“Well you can take the bus cause I’m not going back over there until tomorrow when I gotta help her put this shit up for this thing.”

My mother looked at me.

“Sorry Mama.” I looked out the side window, then back toward the front.

“Oh God. I know what that means.” Stacy said loud huffing and puffing.

“What?” Muk asked being nosey.

“They got into it.”

“I thought y’all was good?” Muk looked at me through the mirror.

“Aug and Amb are the bi-polar-est couple I’ve ever seen. One minute they good, next minute it’s a mess.” Stacy shook her head. “Disfunctional love at its finest.”

“Ain’t no love here and we not a couple.”

“Riiiiiight.” Trav rolled his eyes. “As much as you was crying over her nigga.”

He mocked me, “She don’t love me no more man. I saw it in her eyes.” He faked cried.

Everybody laughed except my mother.

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