Denia POV
(CAR)
Denia: So lemme get this straight here, your dad told you to steal these bags of money?
Roman: Yes, I know it sound crazy but, it's hella serious, point is we gotta get the fuck back to California and it gotta be real soon
Denia: So what's gonna happen to our parents?
Mica: Right now de, we can't worry about that, let's just get back home then we can figure this shit out
Roman: Mom's probably gone beat us home if she ain't already left by now
Mica: I doubt it, she probably need some more time with pops
Roman: True.....
Denia: *looking out window* Yall sure this a good idea?
Roman: I don't know....
Mica: *looking at highway* How far JFK from here?
Roman: Ehhhh, I don't know why?
Mica: Because we look lost as fuck, we've been driving around the same damn street for over an hour, in a minute gas finna run low
Roman: Ehhh,*looking at gas meter* Fuck...
Denia: Oh cmon yall....wait
Mica: What?
Denia: Don't yall cousin zayvion have a spot out in Nyc?
Mica: Yeah, but his ass always busy
Roman: Nahh, what about auntie house?
Mica: OH HELL NAHHHH, I AM NOT GOING TO AUNTIE HOUSE FORREAL
Roman: Nigga what other choice we have?
Mica: *rolling eyes*
Denia: Okay since yall wanna argue like kids, *pulling out phone* I'm finna call my uncle ant
Mica: Ant?
Denia: Yeah....he's on my mom.side, he live In Manhattan
Mica: Oh forreal?
Denia: Mhmm*calls uncle ant*
*Phone rings*
Cmon pick up........
*answers*
Uncle Ant: Hello?
Denia: Heyyy unc
Uncle ant: If it ain't my beautiful niece Denia, how you doing sweetie?
Denia: Ehh....
Uncle Ant: What happend?
Denia: Ehhh, it's mom and dad
Uncle Ant: *sighs* I knew this was gone happen sooner or later.....okay you in Nyc?
Denia: Yeaah, we on the highway right now
Uncle Ant: We? Who else you with?
Denia: Umm....you remember dad's friend Dex?
Uncle Ant: ....yeah? What about em?
Denia: well...you remember he had two sons right?
Uncle Ant: they with you aren't they?
Denia:Yeah.....
Uncle Ant: *sighs* Alright, meet me at Oscar's
Denia: The restaurant?
Uncle Ant: Yeep, and bring them too
Denia: Okay unc, byee
Uncle Ant: Aye be safe okay?
Denia: I will,
*hangs up*
Roman: Hmm he seem cool with us tagging along?
Denia:He's gonna have to be.....
Lawd...Please don't let my unc flip out on Roman and Mica last thing I need right now is drama...
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Oscar's
*walking in door*
*sees Uncle ant at table*
Uncle Ant: Heyy sweetie*hugs*
Denia: Heyyy
Uncle Ant: Damn last time I seen you, was on thanksgiving *laughs*
Denia :Yeah I know
*sees roman and Mica walking up*
Uncle Ant: Mm...lemme guess these the two knuckle heads huh?
Denia: Yeep,
Mica: Hello sir, I'm mica*shaking his hand*
Uncle Ant: Sup, and you can drop the sir shit just call me ant
Mica: Oh....iight coo
Uncle ant: And you must be infamous Roman Hamilton
Roman: Yep, that's me
Uncle Ant: Mhmm, I heard a lot Bout yo pops, *sitting down* Why don't yall have a seat
Denia: How's everything going?
Uncle Ant: Ehhh, business as usually, clients and shit
Denia: Ohh okay
Uncle ant: So explain to me how the hell you end up out here with these two...
Denia: mom didn't tell you what happened did she?
Uncle Ant: Nahhh....what happened?
Denia: *sighs* Okay....
20 minutes later....
Uncle Ant: Hold the fuck up*sipping drink* You mean to tell me Patrick dumb ass wasn't dead?
Denia: Nope...
Uncle Ant: And Dexter dumb ass was behind all this shit
Denia:Yes...
Uncle Ant: ain't this a bitch.....*taking another sip of drink* Dammit I told your mom to leave his ass before shit got heavy, and she didn't listen to me
Denia: *looking down*
Uncle Ant: Look de, none of this shit is your fault, your parents been fucked up like this since college, Including Dexter
Denia: But why they wait till now to tell us what really was going on?
Uncle Ant:To be honest de, your mama never got over Dexter, and I always told her if she really wanted to be happy she should be with him, she was so scared of leaving your father, I guess she stayed
Roman: But why we gotta be the cause of all this?
Uncle Ant: Yall mom and dad never liked each other, to be honest with yall if Patrick had it his way he would be with Monita right now
Denia: So we got caught into a love triangle?
Uncle Ant: Ehh more like square, but listen, imma help yall get back to cali ,
Denia: *sighs in relief* Thanks unc
Uncle Ant: No problem de, *looking down at duffle bags*
Roman: ??
Uncle Ant: Mm..I hope yall got some smaller luggage, cuz you gone have a ass time tryna sneak that shit through security
Roman: .....
Mica: *looking at denia*
Uncle Ant: That's money ain't it?
Denia:Yeah...
Uncle Ant: lawd...okay*sighs* Imma need to get yall outta here before sunrise
Denia: You can get us out before then?
Uncle Ant: I have no choice, yall can use my jet, I don't mind, plus I rather have my only niece safe than dead, plus soon as I talk to yo mama imma cuss her ass out, so yall cmon *getting up from table*
Denia: Oh god...