《Forbidden》08
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𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚, 𝙁𝙡📍
𝘿𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙝'𝙨 𝙃𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚
𝙅𝙖𝙣𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙮 5𝙩𝙝
7:21 𝘼𝙢
I got fed up with my mom calling and text me so I decided to anwser her call. Once she asked me to come over I almost decided against it but she kept nagging me so I went over to her house.
She was still on the same bullshit. She continued to ask about Karon and Marquez staying with me until they leave and go back to wherever they came from.
" Mama Ion want them at my house. The only thing we gon do is fight and then the only thing that's gon happen is I beat they ass have them leaking blood. Ion know why the fuck you keep asking in the first place. How bout you let them stay here so y'all be one big goofy ass family" I said applying Carmax to my lips.
She opened her mouth to speak but then closed it. "You quiet now ain't you?" I chuckled and shook my head.
" I can't let them stay here cause I don't have enough rooms for them. This is only an 2 bedroom house." She sighed running her fingers through her straightened hair.
" Andddd.... Make one of them sleep on the couch, the floor, shiii or even the tub. I don't give a fuck where you make them sleep for all I care they could sleep outside on the damn porch"
She huffed. " You need to stop doing all that cussing and talk to me like you got some sense. Those are your brothers so you need to care about where they lay their head at night"
I shook my head. She was about to piss me off early this morning. I ain't even get to smoke yet to clear my mind. Maybe if I smoked first I would be much calmer.
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" You gon stop calling them my fuckin brothers cause they're not my damn brothers. I only got one brother on my dad side and he is 1 years old. And last time I checked Karon and MarQuez ain't 1 years old. You ain't push them out yo coochie and my dad and shoot his semen in nobody so they not my brothers"
She threw her hands in frustration. " Those are your brothers. Me and James are getting married and speaking of that we're moving our wedding date to next week so please come with a tuxedo and a decent hair due. Both me and his families are having a dinner the night before"
I shrugged my shoulders. I don't know why she telling me cause I'm not going to it. I will surely be at home eating some chips and watching P-Valley.
" Why do I care?" I said, blinking at her boredly. Her whole face expression changed.
" Because you need to be there to support the woman who birthed you. The women who was there for you since you were born. The women who accepted you for who you are. You could at least return the favor by showing up for my big day. I would be heartbroken if you were not there. If you don't show up just know god will punish you and give you your Karma"
I yawned boredly and rolled my eyes. It's giving very much Patrice Woodbine and Im very much not about to be Mercedes and cave into this lady bullshit.
I grabbed my stuff off her table and stood up. " If that's all you wanted than it's time for me to go" I started walking out not caring that she was yelling at me for being disrespectful.
On my way out of the door I bumped into Karon and Marquez. Karon flashed a smile at me and I rolled my eyes.
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" Wassup Day'Vyon" Karon said. Marquez mugged me and I bucked at him.
The fuck he mugging me for. I'll wipe that mug right off his still swollen face. His face was super swollen and bruised. Karons face didn't look that bad but it was still bruised a little.
He as well had an black eye on his right eye. They were looking like goon from meet the robins.
" So you not gon say hey" I shook my head trying to get to my car but was pulled back by Karon.
I yanked my arm away and pushed him, making him stumble back. " Da fuck you thought this was. We not buddy buddy so don't be pulling on my arm like that cause I'll surely swing on ass knock yo goofy ass out"
Marquez who was standing by the door and waiting on his brother decided to step into the conversation. " You ain't gon swing on nobody. Just cause you won the fight don't mean you could go around acting big and bad. I'll put a bullet in yo dome"
" Nigga shut the fuck up. Why are you speaking when you wasn't spoken to? Damn shut the fuck up sometimes cause not one time did I direct my sentence to you and not one time did I ask Markquez to say something. And second that's all you know how to do. You don't know how to use yo hands so you use yo bullets instead. Now shut the fuck up and don't talk unless you spoken to"
I waited a few seconds to see if Marquez was going to speak but he didn't. " Oh ok now that's how you clear a bitch" I turned back to Karon and made a continue motion.
" I thought we was cool and squashed everything on the phone last night?" I rose an brow.
" Just cause we talked on the phone doesn't mean nothing. I was only being cordial because I was somewhat in a good mood. I feel like you up yo sun shit. I feel it deep in my gut so Imma stay away from that feeling cause I'm not trying to go to jail if you do sum to me"
Karon sucked his teeth and rubbed the top of his hair. " I'm not up to nun. I'm just trynna squash whatever beef we got and be cool with you"
I rolled my eyes once again. " I call bullshit and we don't have beef" He threw up his arms and sighed.
" Then why you acting like we got beef or sum shii." He asked me with a raised eyebrow. " I'm not acting like nothing I just don't like you or yo brother like that cause y'all like talking out da side of y'all necks and Ion like that. Yall act like y'all the hardest niggas out here when ya not"
He nodded his head slowly. " What I need to do to be cool with you" I shrugged my shoulders. " Imma need you to stop talking out the side of ya neck and Imma need you to get yo dick riding brother in check and maybe just maybe I might see what I could do"
He nodded his head, flashing me an smile. Marquez mugged me and I mad an face at him. " The fuck you looking at me like that for?" I said before walking off and getting in my car.
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This took me so long to write cause I would literally write an sentence and then exit out of Wattpad to do something else and then come back😭🤦🏾♀️
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