*not spelled check. ignore mistakes.
Ashanti 🖤
compton, ca
8:42 pm
*continuation of chapter 16*
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"but please? we can just try it out!"
"RODDY! NO!"
"you no fun. yeen my prada bae no mo. get shot."
I rolled my eyes.
"Stop being overdramatic."
Wint had told us earlier she had a dream where Roddy was fucking me while holding a knife to my throat. Guess who wants to try it out now?
Yep. Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.
We are currently on our way to my mom and little brother's house which is 4 hours away. My little brother told me my mom got depressed again because she found a letter in my dead brother Hakeem's closet that was supposedly for her.
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I knocked on the door.
"Wassup big sis" Kavon said opening the door.
"Hey Kavon. Where's mo-"
"Who the fuck is this nigga?" he said pointing at Roddy.
"wassup kid. im her nigga. my name's rod-"
"Ashanti why is you datin Roddy Ricch?" he said interrupting Roddy.
"Cause I want to. Now where is mo-"
"But ain't he too short for you?" Kavon asked, interrupting me once again.
"lil nigga i aint to short for her." Roddy replied.
"Yea you kinda a-"
"KAVON!!" I yelled, making him flinch.
"Im trying to ask you where momma is but you keep interrupting me!"
"Oh my fault. She over in her room crying."
"Okay. Both of y'all go watch TV or something while I go check up on her." I said. Kavon nodded while Roddy gave me his don't do this to me face.
"So do you use protection when fucking my sister?" was the last thing I heard before going to my momma's room.
I knocked on her door, opening it.
"Hey momma."
"Ashanti? is that you?"
"Yes it's me."
The lights were off so I turned it on, only to see her lying down on her bed with her eyes bloodshot red from which I assume is crying.
"Oh momma. Why is you cryin?"
I said lying down with her and hugging her.
"I-I miss my baby Ashanti! Its been 2 years but I just want my baby back." she said sobbing.
I felt tears come down my eyes but I quickly wiped it away hoping she didn't see.
dont cry ashanti.
you have to stay strong for her.
"I know momma but what happened happened. We can't do nothing about it no more. I'm sure Hakeem is up in heaven watching us."
"I j-just wanna see his smile again. He wrote me a letter you know? I found it in his closet."
"Yea I know... Kavon read it to me."
She started crying hard again as her tears fell onto my shirt, leaving wet marks.
"Momma don't cry"
She cried even harder.
"I want my baby back!" she sobbed.
Hakeem was always my momma's favorite, and everyone knew that. Not only was he the eldest, no matter what happened, he never left momma. Even though he sold drugs and did all of that, momma was always his top priority. When he died, that was the first time ever my momma woke up and went downstairs and not see Hakeem smiling at her.
That caused her great pain and she refused to get up her bed for a month because she hopes if she gave it time, that one day she will come downstairs and see Hakeem again.
"m-momma." I said, starting to cry.
She sat up pulling my head in for a hug.
"It's okay baby we both miss him." she said.
After a few minutes of crying in silence, we wiped our tears and started talking.
"So who was that I heard downstairs that Kavon was talking too?" She said.
I stayed silent.
"Ashanti. You know you can tell me. Is it a new boyfriend?"
I nodded.
"What's his name?"
"Roddy."
"Bitch!? Roddy?!? You couldn't go get yourself a Tyrone or a Chris instead?!?" she yelled laughing.
I slapped her arm.
"Stop being mean momma! His name is cute!"
"Cute?!? Ashanti where? He better dick you down good if he gonna have a name like that!"
My jaw dropped.
"Momma!!"
"Well does he??" she asked laughing.
"yes... but we only did it once..."
She slapped her knee cracking up as I rolled my eyes.
"Im sorry baby!" she said grabbing my chin.
"Shut up." I said pulling away.
After her laughter/seizure ended, she looked at me and grabbed my hand.
"Hey... is my favorite daughter in love?" she said seriously.
"I think I might be..."
She smiled.
"Im so proud of you baby. Look how far you made it in life. I raised you well didn't I?"
"Yea you did."
"and I see I raised you good as a hoe too. Off having sex with niggas named Roddy." She yelled laughing again.
"mo-"
"Wait! Is his real name like Roddricko or something?"
At this point she was rolling on the bed sounding like a windex spray bottle.
I got up to leave the room getting annoyed.
"Call me later!" she said still laughing.
"Whatever!"
I got downstairs to find Roddy and Kavon in the middle of a conversation.
"-So in conclusion, you cannot put your penis in my sister."
As soon as Roddy saw me, he stood up running over to hug me.
"oh baby thank god you're here!" he said.
He pulled me even closer.
"why would you leave me with that demon child?" he whispered in my ear.
"Roddy thats my brother."
"but baby! he gave me 49 different reasons on why i shouldn't have sex with you. i was scared nigga! he looked like he was finna murder me!"
"You must be joking Roddy. You're saying that you're gangster ass is scared of my 13 year old brother?"
"i just wanna get out of here."
I rolled my eyes saying goodbye to Kavon.
"Bye big sis!" he said hugging me.
"Bye Kavon! Call me okay?"
"Okay!"
I walked away but I peeped him give Roddy a glare, causing Roddy to run to the car.
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When we got home, we immediately went to the bedroom.
As I was changing into my pajamas, Roddy stared at me with a pout.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"nun."
"Roddy just tell me please?"
"i want to do it."
"Do what?"
I quickly realized he was talking about fucking me while holding a knife to my throat.
I sighed.
"You grab the knife, I'll grab the towel."
He smiled, quickly running down the stairs and into the kitchen.
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