"Don't ever say that! Because she is all we got! Remember Our Own Pops walked out our life like it wasn't shit!, and for you to say that makes me regret having you as a brother. Our Pops walked out of our lives like it was nothing. I've always hated when people talked about Momma G like that. My first instinct was to run, but I wasn't about to leave without a fight. I slapped him straight across the face which resulted in him looking back at me in shock. When he said that Y'all My anger took over my whole body. "Can't you see that Momma G' is finna' die soon? Allat' Coughing she doin', she should be in her grave by now!" He chuckles angrily, while shaking his head at me. "Boy, what's wrong with you? Can't you see Momma G' trying to sleep? You up early in the morning with allat' yelling!" I whisper yell to him. "What you' want keke? Can't you see I'm not in the mood?, and tryna' handle my business?"Jacob says, in a tone that makes me regret saying anything to him at all. When Jacob isn't in the mood, and if its specifically about business, that means that he doesn't wanna be bothered at all. He slowly turns around with a mad expression plastered onto his face. I walked up behind him, tapping his shoulder. I walked downstairs to see what's wrong with him. I still remember when he choked my mother in front of my twelve-year old eyes, but Jacob and I vowed to always keep that a secret, and say that we ain't see shit! Momma G, never liked no' violence.Įspecially after she married my sorry excuse of a 'Dad'. People always said that i was always like my momma.but i could see that. Yeah, that's right Ya' Girl ain't no pimp. He was the type to shoot you, and have remorse, but other thugs on this street didn't share mutual feelings like that.īut as for me, Keke Latimore, I couldn't hold a gun just for one split second without dropping it in fear. Someone was done for, and i knew that someone was, Rod. Someone Has to die."Īnd with an blink of an eye, Jacob had already hung up, and had his strap in his hand. "Nah, bruh! I told yo' ass to bring my money! Today! Aint' Nomo' Postponin'. Oh, if only he could see my face right now! When is it gonna be one day where it's peace under this roof? i took a peek and saw my brother looking pretty furious. I slowly creeped over to my bedroom door that was already, half open. I just knew that i wasn't going to be prepared for what i was waking up for. I woke up to the familiar sound of my brother, Jacob yelling at someone, unmercily on this bright Wednesday morning.
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