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After a few minutes of us playing Makayla makes her way back into the room.
"Finally you come out from hiding", I teased her.
"Malcolm don't start." She looks over at Mike and says, "don't you got a room to do that kind of stuff in?"
"Don't you got a house you should be at," he fired back.
They gave each other a tight stare down and I tried so hard not to but I just couldn't hold it in anymore. I busted out laughing so loud.
"You guys are too much, I can't handle it".
"Shut 'cho stupid ašs up Mally"
"Shut up Malcolm."
They both say at the same time.
"Damn, just some haters I swear."
We were all joking for a while after that when Mike asked a question that I have been meaning to ask but it's hard asking Makayla anything. She has so many walls up and when you get through one there is an even tougher one behind that one.
"So Makayla who's ya people?"
She looks at him perplexed.
Yeah ya boy know some words.
"My people", She questioned.
"I mean who's your mom and pops and shìt, ya know people", he says breaking it down for her.
"Umm well I don't really know who my father is. My mother was with me until I was nine or ten years old and then left me with my stepdad."
Looking over at her she didn't seem fazed by what came out of her mouth.
"Makayla what is your last name," Mike asked her.
"Smith".
"Oh Mally look at that she got the same last name as us, her name starts with an M, and has the same complexion as us. You can't lie that's kind of crazy cool," Mike says with a surprised smile.
What's funny is I knew she had the same last name as us but I didn't put two and two together. It's a bit strange.
Before I could ask her something I heard pitter patter of feet hitting our hard wood floor.
"Mama".
Nikolai walked in the room rubbing his eyes.
"Little homie you don't see ya uncles, damn."
"I saw. I don't care."
Mike starred at Nikolai.
Nikolai starred back.
This went on for a good thirty seconds until mike dapped him up. "Alright little homie cool it", he said chuckling.
"I just playing uncle Mikey! Stop tickling me".
Listening to Nikolai giggles the doorbell rings. I look up at Mike wondering who it could be and he shrugged his shoulders going back to playing with Nikolai. So I get up to get the door. Once I open it I see these two white looking dudes, who the fûck are they.
"What's up, how can I help you?"
"Il fratello è questo il posto", he says to his brother. His brother nods his head.
"Look I think you have the wrong house so I thi-", but I was cut off by this guy.
"I think you may have two things that belong to me."
What is this guy even talking about.
"So I'm just going to shut the door because you guys got the wrong crib so .... goodni-"
He slams his hand on my door and he has a devilish look on his face.
"Il papà Nikolai è qui!"
"PAPÀ!"
Nikolai came running full force to the door jumping into the guys arms. What in the world is actually going on.
"Papà mi sei mancato!"
Nikolai knows a different language? Seriously what is going on.
"Nico dov'è tua madre", he asked.
"Dentro, dai", He put Nikolai down and bumped passed me into the house. MY HOUSE at that.
"Hello Makayla."
"Christoph what are you doing here", she says with a shaking voice.
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Language Translation:
Il fratello è questo il posto - brother is this the place
Il papà Nikolai è qui - Nikolai daddy is here
Papá mi sei mancato - daddy I missed you
Nico dov'è tua madre - Nico where is your mom
Dentro, dai - inside, come on
A/N: Hey Peeps!
Nikolai has many nicknames and they will be thrown in here and there. So if you see (Bubba/Nico/Lil Homie) same child.
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