"DEZURE, MY BABY" Some loud ass bitch yelled running up to me. I made sure to step out of the way before she touched me.

"I don't even know you"

"I'm your mom, it's me baby." She said crying.

"Look, I'm not even gone be mean, it's gone take some time for me to fully get used to all this shit. I'm willing to build a relationship with you, just let me heal." I said wiping my eyes.

"Whatever you need."

"Can I have a hug, please." She asked. I wrapped my arms around her as she swayed from side to side. I won't even lie and say that this wasn't comforting, I needed a good hug.

"Now, I know you won't be used to this but I don't have the luxury you had back in Atlanta, I live in the projects." She said.

"At least you got a place to live. I'm not god, I don't judge." I mumbled laying my head on the window. I decided on a quick nap, a bitch was tired. My scary ass couldn't get no sleep on the plane.

"Dezure, baby, we here." The lady shook me.

"What's your name?" I asked once I woke up.

"Aaliyah" she smiled.

"That's cute." I smiled right back at her.

"Thank you." I said as she helped me take my bags in the house.

"Who are they?" I asked seeing mad people in her house.

"This is the family." She smiled. I didn't smile this time, I was scared as hell. A bunch of people I did not know staring at me. They touched me next.

"Please y'all, give me some space." I said with a shaky voice. "I need some help." My hands were shaking, bad. I couldn't even grab my suitcase.

"You have anxiety?" An old lady asked, she probably my grandma. I nodded my head and sat my elbows on my suitcase, putting my head in my hands.

"Breathe, you don't gotta y'all to us until your ready." She smiled while rubbing my back. After a while, I finally calm down.

"Thank you, old lady."

"Bit— almost called you something."

"I'm your grandma Beverly.." She smiled.

"Thank you miss Bev" I smiled.

"Can you help me take this upstairs, Aaliyah?" She nodded her head.

"You made it seem like you lived in a bad apartment, this nice as hell, you gotta upstairs." I said as she took me to my room.

"I just thought you would look down on me because I lived in the projects, I heard you lived in the white neighborhood."

"Just because I lived in the white neighborhood don't mean I would look down on y'all for living in the projects, not everybody gone be as fortunate as me and that's okay. As long as you got a roof over your head, clothes on your back and food to eat, can't nobody say shit bad about you." I said unpacking my clothes.

"That lady raised you right." She said shaking her head.

"I'm glad you came out with a good head on your shoulders, I'm just upset that I didn't help with it."

"You still can put some knowledge in my head, I'm only 16."

"Turning 17 in a couple days. I remember:" she smiled.

"You ready to talk to them?" She asked with a serious face. I nodded my head.

"Hey, I'm Darren, your sister." She smiled. She was cute, I can see it.

"Imma point everybody out okay, then we can go outside, only if you want too. If not we can stay in the house and do what ever you want."

"We can go outside." I was open to meeting new people.

"Okay."

"That's grandma Bev, she the calm grandma. Over there, that Uncle earl, he low key a crackhead but he funny as hell."

"That's Aunt Erica, she and uncle Earl twins, they argument be funny." She continued to point out everybody before we left.

"We leaving Mama."

"We ain't even get out time with the victim." Earl yelled throwing his hands up.

"Earl shut the fuck up, you fucking crackhead." Erica said. The two started arguing, it was funny as hell.

"Go ahead baby." Aaliyah smiled.

"Daddy in jail, he gone be home soon though. He went to jail a little bit after you were taken." She said.

"These some gang bangers you about meet so don't be alarmed"

"You forgetting that I grew up in a white neighborhood?" I asked.

"Fuck that shorty, you in the projects now."

"Great."

"GEE MONEY" Darren yelled.

"WASSUP BABY" Mr.Gee money yelled back.

"I missed you." They started kissing making me look away awkwardly.

"Oh, this my baby sister, Dezure."

"The kidnapping" He tried to whisper.

"Yea, that's me" I sighed.

"Call me Tuti though" I smiled and put my hand out.

"Wassup Tuti." He said shaking my hand.

"Where everybody at?" Darren asked. They started walking into the house, I followed them making sure to watch my surroundings, I saw a dog earlier and he looked liked he ain't have a leash on.

"D MONEY." Everybody yelled scaring the fuck outta me.

"Who that? She bout fine as hell"

"This my sister Tuti, and no you can't get her number KB." She said.

"Y'all can get my Instagram?" I smiled at him. He was cute and I gotta get my followers up.

"Bet what it is?"

"Cutie.PaTuti."

"That's ugly as hell." One of the dudes said.

"You typing it in though." I said in all seriousness.

"Cause you cute as hell."

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"Please don't comment stuff like that under my account, I don't know who dealing with." I said to KB. I'm still standing up by the door, Darren made herself comfortable on Mr.Gee Money's lap.

"Killaaa" Darren dragged out once someone came down stairs.

He was fine as fuck, I'll sit on his face in the front seat of his car.

"Who that? Why she staring at me?"

"This my Sister Dez— Tuti." Darren said.

"Her real name Dezmond." One of the dudes asked laughing.

"Shut the fuck up OSCAR." Darren said making the room laughed, everybody except for Killa's fine ass.

"Shit not even funny." Oscar said.

"That's a cute name." I said.

"You know what, me and you gone get along just fine." He said grabbing my hand and sitting me next to him.

"Don't yank my sister bitch."

"How old you is?" KB asked me.

"16"

"GET HER OUT OF HERE." Somebody yelled making the entire room laugh.

Guess what I did, left. They ain't bout to laugh at me just because I'm 16, fucking adults.

"DEZURE." Darren yelled.

"Fuck all them, I don't even see what was so funny."

"Dezure, Dezure, Dezure." Oscar said walking out the house and smiling.

"Oscar, Oscar, Oscar." I said mocking his tone.

"Come back in the house, we chilling. Sorry if we hurt your feelings."

"Look at her dramatic ass." Somebody said as I walked back in.

"We sorry Tuti, it just don't look right with mad adults sitting in a house with a sixteen year old."

"Fuck y'all apologizing for?" Mills said with a mug on his face.

"Why aren't you apologizing? You seemed to laugh pretty damn hard." I said putting my hands on my knees.

"Oop" Oscar said.

"Cause your feelings ain't important to me."

"Fuck ass house." I said mugging him, he hurt my fucking feelings.

"It's an apartment."

"With ugly ass decorations" I said trying to get under his skin.

"It ain't even decorated, you not hurting my feelings lil bit."

"Fuck your feelings"

"Y'all gone be best friends."

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