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                               Yatta's POV

I looked at the list I had in my hand as I finished grocery shopping. I had to get a few things for Tamia since she asked. I swear, sometimes I think she thinks I'm her man or some shit. But I'm only helping her because my niece needs most of this shit too. Plus, I'm supposed to take care of them.

"My fault." I spoke since I bumped into ole dude.

"No worries." He looked up at me and I remembered his face.

"I saw you at my party the other night." He spoke as he looked at me.

"Yeah." I shrugged because I was still salty my girl shook her ass on him instead of on me. Nigga getting more play then me.

"Hey, if you see that girl you dragged out the party. Could you give her my number? I don't know if that was like your sister or something but here." He handed me the paper as if he just keeps papers with his number on it.

I ripped the small paper in half and pushed my cart out of the store. There was no reason to reply to his foolish ass, he was definitely not getting a call from Mamé.

I placed my items into my trunk and pushed the cart far away from me since I don't really give a fuck right now.

I hopped into my car, and made my way to Tamia's.

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"I got all the shit you asked for" I spoke as I stocked up her fridge. She literally ain't have shit in there.

"Thanks Yatta." She spoke. She was being hella weird, tryna rush me out and shit.

"Anything else y'all need before I leave?" I asked.

"No-"

"Bae who that?" Some deep voiced nigga came from her room.

He was tall & light skinned which kind of surprised me. Nigga like lil bibby. Would've expected some big, buff, black nigga.

"Who the fuck is this?" I asked.

I told Tamia a long while ago to not have no niggas running in and out of her crib while my niece is staying here. There was no reason for Gigi to see all the men that ran through her mama and for her to grow up thinking that's okay. I swear I'll break a nigga's skull if he tried to run through my niece like they do to her mama.

"Who the fuck are you?" He tried acting hard. "This yo nigga or sum?" He looked over at Tamia.

She sighed. "No, this is my baby daddy's brother."

"Then what the fuck he doing over here?" He raised his voice.

"He just brought us groceries okay! Chill out Elijah!" Tamia ran her hands through her hair.

He mugged me and I did the same back. "Issue?"

"You don't want nun." He spoke shaking his head.

I looked over at Tamia. "I told you not to be having niggas in and out this house, bro." I shook my head.

"She can do what she want, lil nigga." Elijah spoke getting super bold.

"Not while I pay these damn bills and put food onna fuckin table." I was getting angry because this nigga was trying me.

"Whatever, you better not test me again. And Tamia, go make some damn food."

"Hold on fool, test you? You can get the hell up out this house with that shit." We got closer.

"Can y'all please sto-"

"Shut up." Elijah cut her off.

"You not gon talk to her like that, bro." I shook my head. It wasn't like I really gave a fuck, but I was irritated with him at the moment.

"What you gon do?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

I could just shoot the smirk off his face, but I won't. Ole boy kept following me though, talking shit right up in my ear and I tried to ignore him.

"Bet I'll do you like them niggas did Cork." He laughed up in my ear.

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to him. He should know better than to ever speak on somebody's dead homie. "Fuck you just say?"

His smirk soon dropped once he noticed I wasn't playing no games. Before he could even blink I was sending blows to his face.

"Yatta, please!" Tamia ran towards us as she tried to break up the fight. I didn't wanna hit her, so I stopped swinging and let ole dude stand up. I was fashoo gon finish him off since he was being bold. Niggas know not to ever speak on my brother.

"Just go home." She spoke with tears in her eyes as she tried to push me away from Elijah.

"Nah, fuck that! Nigga had some to say bout Cork and you tellin me to go home!" I was fired up. How she gon defend this nigga when he talking reckless about her baby's father.

"Watch out Tamia." Elijah spoke as he wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth. Tamia shook her head but did so anyway and we were right back to squabbling.

I couldn't lie, ole boy got a few good hits in but I ate them shits right up. It wasn't until he grabbed onto my shirt and tried swinging at me. I had to get him off me so I flipped him and he fell face first.

"Shit!" It sounded like that nigga broke something.

I kicked him over so he laid on his back instead of on his stomach. His face was covered with blood and he held onto his nose, aching in pain.

"Fuck you bitch!" He spat with blood all in his mouth. I noticed that his tooth was chipped.

I shrugged. "Could've killed yo bitch ass."

"On God I'll see you nigga! You gon regret ever touching me!" He yelled and blood spilled out his mouth. I still felt that I didn't do much to him, even though he was covered in blood. I was still pissed he even spoke on Cork's name.

I waved him off, making my way to my car before speeding off.
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