𝘾𝙃𝙄𝘾𝘼𝙂𝙊,𝙄𝙇
Amari Christopher Michaels
Music blasted through the club, as Amari sat and smoked a blunt. He was in the club with his friends .Tonight,was the night for him to get out and have fun. He just wanted to get a few things off his mind.
He had two cups of whiskey in front of him, and drank it down. That counted as his sixth drink for the night. He watched as Jasmine whispered and snuggled with Quincy.
"Ay, you good? You had enough to drink,bruh" Quincy noticed that Amari's eyes are low.
"I'm good what about ya' girl? Let's talk about if she is good, after what she did to Simone" He blurted out. The night Simone passed away, Jasmine was with her, and there was a shootout at a party they went to.
"Maybe, I should take you home-" Ricky began.
"Nah, I'm good. Now I wanna know why you did what you did to my girl?! She had a life to live you know!".
Jasmine was confused. "I didn't do shit. We was having fun and shots went off!".
"You prolly fucked that same nigga that shot her too! Man, you needa learn to keep yo' girl under control!" Amari yelled. Ricky sunk in his seat not saying anything, he didn't want no part.
"Let's not forget you was cheating on her too! She didn't need your toxic ass! Deadbeat having ass!". Jasmine kissed her teeth, crossing her arms.
Amari started to laugh, and laugh. He couldn't help but find this hilarious.
"I'm a deadbeat huh? Who's the real father of Imani, then, huh?!". Quincy shot him a look, he felt disrespected deeply, he wouldn't even expect Amari to say something like that. Guess, being drunk does really bring out one's true feelings.
"Nigga what?! You don't even take care of Amore! So if anything I'm a father figure to her!" Quincy stood up. Amari got up, pushing Quincy. He knew it was the truth, but he just didn't want to accept it.
"Hey stop it!"
"It isn't that serious!"
"We're calling 911!".
Ricky pulled Amari out the club. He said he was going to bring Amari home, like he said. He was also Amari's ride to the club.
"Amari, what's going on with you? You don't even drink like that" Ricky asked him. He was really concerned for him, he never usually acted like this.
"Man, I-I just wish I could go back in time. She's gone and it's my fault..I cheated on her.. and now she's gone. All I got is myself.." Amari cried out. He wasn't emotional if it wasn't about someone he cared about.
"No you don't bro..you got your daughter. You even got Nadia raising her. You need to take time out of your day, and get to know her, the kid don't even claim you, man".
Amari nodded his head in agreement. He was going to try his best to be a parent, even though he knew nothing.
𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙤𝙤𝙣..
Amore sat down as Nana slipped the clear beads into her hair. She was so happy to be getting her hair braided. She wore denim overalls that came to her knees, with a pink unzipped hoodie and pink converses.
"There you go 'More, all done" Nana smiled, as Amore stood up facing her.
"Thanks Nana" Amore hugged her tightly, as Nana hugged her back. She walked off into her room, grabbing some change off her dresser. She planned on going to the store once her hair was done.
She skipped back into the living room, not seeing her Nana. She out onto the porch, seeing her reading a book, on the bench.
"Nana, is it okay if I go to the store?" Amore asked her. The store was just a block down from their home.
"Of course baby, and make sure you-".
"Watch out for my surroundings, I know Nana" Amore quickly skipped off, walking to the store.
As she walked towards the store, there stood men playing dice games and kids exchanging candies. She went into the store, walking over to the chips and ice cream aisle.
Amore picked up two small bags of potato chips. She looked at the price at the right corner of the bag.
"Why is it fifty-nine cents for two small ass chips.." She mumbled.
"That's what's I said!" She turned around, seeing Imani licking a popsicle.
"This chips are a rip off, I'll just get one" Amore shrugged, as she went to the counter and Imani followed.
Amore placed her chips' on the counter, as Tony, the guy behind the cash register rung her things up.
"Can I get a lemon head and a pixy stick?" Amore asked him, as he placed them on the counter as well.
"1.59". Amore handed home two dollars, as he placed her things in a bag. He gave her back her change and the bag.
Amore and Imani walked out of the store, hearing the men argue over the dice game as usual.
"What's the point of that game anyway?" Imani said, she didn't understand why men would get upset of a game, that didn't seem serious to her.
"I don't know" Amore said as she threw a lemon head in her mouth. The girls started to walk down the street to their houses. A suburban pulled up next to them as they walked.
At the corner of Amore's eye she watched as the car followed them. "Imani..that car following us". Imani looked up seeing the car and stopped. The girls stopped and stood there.
Nice cars barely pass through here, Amore recalled. Out the car came out Jasmine kissing a guy wearing full black. "Alright, babe, I'll see you later" She smiled turning to see the girls, as the car drove off.
Imani held a straight face, as she just seen her mother kissing on another man, that wasn't her father. Amore looked back at Jasmine then Imani.
"Imani- Baby, listen to me" Jasmine approached Imani, leaning down to her size.
"Who was that man?" Imani furrowed her eyebrows.
"H-He's my friend-". Imani shook her head as she ran down her block, into her house. Amore started to walk off going home too.
"Amore" Jasmine called out. She turned seeing her. "Please just keep this between us, baby" She begged her.
"That's between you and Unc Quincy" She shrugged, as she walked across the street, back to her house.
Across the street, stood Miss Robinson and Nana talking and exchanging some exciting looks. Amore skipped on over to them.
"I'm back Nana! Hi, Miss Robinson" She greeted them, both with hugs.
"Hey Amore" Miss Robinson waved.
"Hey baby, guess what!" Nana exclaimed.
"What?".
"Miss Robinson and I are going to New York next week!!" Nana jumped around. Amore smiled she loved to see her grandmother happy.
"So who's gonna watch me?" Amore asked.
"Well I came to a conclusion, so your daddy is gonna watch you for the week".
Amore busted out laughing, and placed her hands on her knees. "I don't have daddy, Nana! You know that!". Nana looked at Miss Robinson then back at Amore, as she put her hands on her hip.
"I'm serious, Amore. You are going to stay with Amari for the time being, now stop saying that" Nana said to her.
I really gonna spend a week with this big head man.