♰ 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒑 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓 ♰
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➶ 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 , 𝙶𝙰 ➴
𝚃𝚎𝚣𝚑𝚊é 𝙰𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚍 | 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚎 ♕
+ 5 𝙼𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙷𝚂 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁 | 𝚂𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙻
1:23 ᴘᴍ
"VIP my section royalty lookin sexyyy." i sung walking down the halls.
"yo shawty!" a familiar looking boy said jogging up to me.
"wassup nigga." i asked as he walked next to me
"i heard you be doin hair, you do twists?" he played in his hair as we arrived to my class.
"i can, you need yo shi done i can tell. lookin a lil musty and stale." i made the yikes face while turning to look at him.
this fucker kinda look like me-
"very much offended, but when you available to do em?"
"any time you ready, you gotta ask yo mama doe."
"girl wym ask my mama i'm grown." he mugged me
"ain't you a freshman?"
"you fed asf." he mumbled
"i can do it on saturday."
"ight bet what's yo number."
(bla bla bla number number number)
"what's yo name again?" i asked him.
"call me sj." he said dapping me up and walking away
—— 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢
"hey bitch." sj smiled walking in my house
"i'll stab you with a screwdriver don't play with me."
"do i gotta wash yo hair too?"
"duhh i'm not the hairstylist you is." he mugged me
"shutcho ass up fo i drown you."
"come over here." i said flagging him over to my bathroom.
he walked over and stood in front of me looking all up in my face for a while.
"the fuck is you lookin at?" i scrunched my face up.
"why the fuck you look like me."
"how am i supposed to answer that question."
"shut up and wash my hair."
"MIREE WHO IN HER- oh hey sj." baby walked into my bathroom smirking at him.
"baby." he spoke dryly.
"why you ain't been answering my calls." she frowned.
"cause you delusional and you fucked both my homeboys and my cousin." he mugged her.
i puffed my cheeks to try to stop myself from laughing.
"hoe is something funny?!" she yelled at me.
"imma advise you to get out my room." i calmly spoke getting irritated by her presence.
imma go buy me a gun
"YOU IN HERE ALL OVER MY MAN THOUGH!"
"see? delusional." he shook his head.
"hoes be coocoo fa coacoa dick." i followed while putting conditioner in his hair.
"AND THATS WHY IMMA TELL MAMA YOU IN HERE BEING A HOE!" she screamed stomping out the room.
"how you put up with that every day?"
"ion know but im close to throwing her ass off the roof."
"hmm put this plastic cap over yo head and let it sit for like 15 minutes."
"im bored let's play a game." he said sitting in my vanity chair.
"nigga do i look like a child to you?"
"if im being honestttt" he made the yikes face.
"shudup, watchu wanna play." i sat down on my bed.
"21 questions you first."
"okay how old are you?"
"14 how bout you."
"16, who yo daddy is cause at this point it ain't no coincidence that you got my whole face." i said looking at him.
"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.
"hey darling, boy what you mean yo sista?!"
"she got the same birthmark as me and she said i'm named after her daddy."
"somari's daughter?" she gasped getting out the car to hug me.
"oh my god how've you been you got soo biggggg." she smiled hugging me.
"i've been good?" i patted her back.
"how's your momm? is she still a bitch?" she pulled away from the hug frowning.
"i don't really know how to respond to that." i chuckled scratching my head.
"i'm so confused." sj said twisting his face.
"your dad cheated on her mom with me and that's how you were born." she shook her head.
"okay so why i never met mY DaD." he put air quotes around my dad
"you have met him, but only up until you were about 2, and then we had to move to atlanta."
"and right when he was planning on coming to see us, that incident happened. he was also gonna bring you to meet us." she motioned towards me.
"that's sad, so how do you know me?" i tilted my head.
"your father and i were best friends from since high school." she gave me a warm smile.
that's when i remembered her.
"auntie lay?" i squinted my eyes at her.
"that's me." she winked.
"this some white people shit." sj mumbled
"watch yo mouth somari." she pointed at him.
"umm do you know if my dad's alive?"
"i'm not completely sure, but i hope he is."
this some crazy ass shit
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"yea so i guess the lil nigga is my brother." i shrugged laying on killa's bed.
"you livin in a whole movie." he said getting on his game.
"yeah, how you doing tho?"
"what you mean how i'm doing?" he turned to glance at me and then back at his game.
"like how are you mentally"
"you ask me this every other day cuh." he chuckled
"okayyy cause i'm tryna make sure you not depressed."
"fuck how im doin, how you doin?" he put emphasis on the you.
"ion really know." i sighed.
"talk to me." he turned around in his chair turning off his game.
"why you so worried bout me and i just asked you how you doing and you ain't answer."
"what i told you? let me worry about you sometime instead of it always being about me." he spoke in a soft voice.
(sum like king von own, ouuuuu my godddd😩😩😩)
"but-"
"but nothing, hollon i'a be right back."
he went downstairs and came back up with a tub of ice cream and two spoons.
"aight let's talk." he sat next to me on the bed criss crossing his legs.
"i thought shootas don't eat ice cream." i grabbed a spoon and began eating.
"only real niggas do, and that's what i am." he shrugged eating some.
"ight vent."
"uh ion really know what to say, i'm not sad but i'm not happy ya feel me?"
he nodded showing me that he was listening.
"it's like everything going on in my life just coming at me and i'm just there taking it with no emotion."
"like i just found out i got a whole brother ion even know how i'm posed to feel about that."
"so you can't feel anything?" he asked
i nodded.
"ight continue."
"everything just feels so weird. the old me woulda deadass been crying about everything and now i just feel numb."
"i feel like nothing makes sense anymore. like ion got nothing to look forward to or nun."
"ain't shit making me happy anymore it's like i'm just existing at this point."
"i'm so confused like is it gon be like this forever?" my voice got a lil higher signaling that im getting emotional.
"ain't gon be like that forever ma, you prolly just been tired of errthang and you needa let it out." he said hugging me and rubbing my back.
"but ion wanna be no sad bitch crying i wanna be a happy bitch laughing." i frowned feeling myself about to cry.
"it's better to cry than to let everything build up and drive you crazy."
"so you telling me if i cry i'm gonna go back to normal?"
"ian say that, but it's gon help." he chuckled.
"okay." i frowned starting to ball my eyes out.
"oh my-" he mumbled
10 minutes later.
"i feel a little better now." i pulled away from the hug smiling and wiping my nose.
"i don't." he mugged me taking off his now wet shirt that was soaking in my tears.
"i'm sorry." i chuckled.
"when you got this?" i asked touching the tattoo of his grandma and mother that was on his rib cage.
"aboutaweekagoo." he sung in bobby shmurda voice making me stand up on the bed and start doing the dance.
"you childish." he laughed
"come on you gotta go home foe yo mammy start trippin." he stood up putting on a hoodie.
"fuck her." i mumbled sliding on my crocs.
"bad bitch." he sung as we got into the car.
"ass fat." i followed
"40 inch hair yours came in a pack."
"camel toe phat you can see it from da back."
"ah ah" he stuck out his tongue
"ah ah." i did the same.
"go bad bitch go bad bitch go." he pointed his finger at me as i stood up in the seat twerking.
"go bad bitch go bad bitch gooo." i went on my megan knees and moved dat asssss
"ight sit down." he slammed the breaks making me fly forward and hit my head on the windshield.
"i fucking hate youuu." i whined rubbing my forehead.
"you luh me." he scoffed playing a song on his phone.
Don't even rush, yeah
you could learn a lot from me already learned my dirty jokes, oh yeah
ay, slow down no rush, i just want your touch
ah yeah
"lemme hit it in the morning girl when you yawninggg yeaaa." he sung pushing my head into the window again.
"i might tease a little you could call me up when you need a little yea uh." i sung pushing his head into his window.
"heavy ass hands." he mumbled mugging the air.
"yo birthday coming up what you gon do?" he looked over at me
"ion wanna do nun."
"why not."
"my mama ain't did nan fa my birthday since my daddy.....yeah."
"so? that don't mean we can't do sum fa you this year."
"yea whatever." i mumbled.
"so what you wanna do?"
"ion know." i shrugged.
"we should go out on a boat."
"i'm scared of dem."
"did i ask? no i did not."
i wanna kill him.
"can you buy me a gun for my birthday." i smiled.
"you wannit customized?"
"yeahhhhh."
"aight i gotchu."
we gon be sending bitches to windfieldddddd😏
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