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Jace Sekani Knight.
Kani.. | March 3

"Good looks Miss Sharon." I said, giving her the envelope with the money.

She smiled, passing me the keys, "No problem Jace, stay outta trouble. You're a good kid."

"I'll try." I nodded, putting Chase in the backseat.

She walked back to her car, and I adjusted the arm I was holding Chase with. This lil nigga was putting all his dead weight on me.

I buckled him in, and passed him his chips, "Don't get that shit on my floor."

"Mooo!" He smacked me.

"Lil nigga don't make me whoop yo ass." I mugged him.

"You mean." He mugged me back.

"Nigga you mean too." I waved him off, closing his door.

I walked around to the driver's side, getting in the car. I played with my new phone for a minute and connected it to the radio. "Hit Bout It" by Lil Yachty played through the car speakers as I pulled off.

Woke up feelin' shiesty
I'm on a, uh (Go)
Yeah, okay
Yeah, uh

"Woke up feelin' shiesty, give me that pussy nicely. Hunnid thousand on an ice piece, finna fuck a pisces." I rapped along to the lyrics.

Fifty hoes wanna be wifey, that's just too unlikely
Pull up six deep just like the Isleys, pick your next move wisely (Go)

"They say talk is cheap, but fuck that, my convo pricey." I turned the music down a lil bit, and looked in the backseat seeing Chase still mugging.

I'an never met no baby as bitter as him.

"You hungry?" I asked, pulling into Wendy's.

"Ya!" He nodded, looking out the window.

I pulled into the drive thru line, and called my mama phone. After about the fifth ring, she finally answered.

"Hello?"

"Ma, this my new number," I said, "but uh, does Chase have any food allergies a'sum?"

"Um the only ones I can recall is peanuts, mangos, and pineapples." She said, "Are y'all on y'all way to the house? Its a quarter after five."

"What that mean?" I said pulling up.

"Its five-fifteen Jace, your curfew at 6." She said.

"Why you ain't just say five-fifteen," I made a face, "yeah I'm getting us some food, then heading home."

"Don't get smart with me, but ok. Just get him something small, he greedy, but he don't need too much."

"A'ight, I'a call you later." I told her, pulling up to the lil' mic.

"Ok, see you when I get home." She said hanging up.

"How can I help you?" The worker said.

"Yeah can I get a junior bacon cheeseburger fofofo, and uh," I scanned the menu, "a 10 piece spicy nugget combo."

"Yes, what's the sauce and drink with the 4 for 4?" He said all proper and shit.

"Lemme get a ranch and a fruit punch."

"Ok, and what drink and size did you want to make the 10 piece combo?" He asked.

"Gimme a fruit punch too and make it a large." I said.

"Ok sir, your total is 12 dollars and 13 cent, you can pull around to the first window." He said.

I pulled up, and handed him a 20 dollar bill once I got to the window. He gave me my change and the receipt and I pulled up.

"Money's!" Chase yelled.

"Nigga you don't even like me." I glanced at him.

He shrugged and gave me a bored look.

Once I pulled up to the next window; the girl passed me my food, and brushed her hand across my hand while giving me a flirtatious look.

"You ain't even have to do allat, you'on see my son in the backseat?" I shook my head, and pulled off before she could even respond. I checked the time, and it was 5:31.

I sat the food in the passenger seat, as I headed home.

"Why would I let you do my tattoo? It's giving me very much infection." I heard NaNa.

"Bitch you look like you get yo shit done in basements, I'a be doing yo ass a favor." Von responded.

These two muhfuckas always at each other necks, been that way since we were kids.

"Whats that beeping? Nigga somebody planted a bomb in y'all shit?" NaNa asked.

"Thats Kani." Von told her.

"Kani be planting bombs?" She looked at me, "Oh hell nah. Take yo ass back to jail."

"Shut the fuck up, that's this dumb ass ankle monitor. I was down the street after 6." I smacked my lips.

"You can't be in the streets after 6?" She asked.

It finally stopped beeping, and I sat down on the couch so I can eat.

"Man, I can't be more than 50 feet away from home. Where everybody at?" I shook my head.

"Brea being a hoe, and King and Boogie out being tricked on." Von shook his head, "Couldn't be me. I'on know where Trin—"

"I'on really care." I shrugged.

"Y'all just sad." Von shook his head.

"So after 3 years damn near 4, it's still beef? Y'all need to let go and let God." NaNa shook her head.

"Fuck yo friend respectfully. She know why, and she always tryna play victim." I waved her off, and went to grab my fries out the bag, "Chase I'ma beat yo ass."

"What he do this time?" Von asked.

"Ate my large fry," I smacked my lips, "he doing this shit on purpose now."

"Thats just sad." NaNa laughed, "You 20 years old and yo biggest enemy is your 2 year old son."

"Me get a fry?" Chase walked in.

"You ate them all, how you gone leave me with the small fry?" I mugged him.

He shrugged, "I hungy."

"I bought yo ass a whole fofofo," I looked at him, handing him the small fry, "go sit down and eat damn."

"He straight punking yo ass. See now Cobi ass know better." Von laughed.

"I don't like his ass." I shook my head.

"Well it's too late to return him to the sender, just send him back with his mama." NaNa shrugged.

"You just bald headed, and retarded." Von shook his head, "A waste of a sperm. I know yo daddy pissed."

"Bitch my daddy dead." She smacked his arm.

"I know." Von shrugged, "You cried in front of all of us with yo alien looking ass. You look like Roger from American Dad."

"You ain't shit." I laughed.

Her crybaby ass did come down the street crying when her daddy died when we was like eight.

"I hate it here. Y'all wonder why I don't come around often." She kicked him in his side.

"Me get a nugget?" Chase came back.

"They hot, get out my face." I blinked.

"Me like hot stuff." He shrugged.

"Who am I to you?" I asked him.

He just stared at me, reaching for my food.

"Say pops." I told him, "Nah that make me sound old, say dad."

"Nigga this why he hate you," Von laughed, "I'a hate my daddy if he was retarded too."

"Bitch yo daddy is retarded." I mugged him, giving Chase two nuggets.

"I mean he ain't retarded, he just a lil slow." He laughed, "Man at least my daddy ain't let me down."

"Bitch fuck you and yo daddy." I waved him off.

"Y'all so reckless talking about y'all fathers like this. How did y'all mama deal with y'all?" NaNa shook her head.

"Shit she hated all our pops too." Von shrugged.

King had his own pops, his relationship with his pops was unstable. His pops was in his life, but he was on and off. The twins, Brea and Von, prolly had the best relationship with their pops. His ass just always cheated on my mama.

Now as far as my pops, I hate that nigga. He wasn't shit, and he prolly the reason I act the way I do. He was in my life, but he was toxic and abusive.

"Hey Trin bitch!" NaNa answered the phone.

"Where you at? Can you come to Pierre house with me real quick?" Trin asked.

"I'm at Von and Kani shit, come scoop?"

"Bitch, never mind." She smacked her lips.

"Girl, you can come get me first. They over here bullying me." NaNa said.

"I'on even feel like coming them ways."

"Girl don't Pierre stay over these ways?" NaNa laughed.

"Yeah, but I already seen enough of Kani this year and—"

"Girl fuck you." I waved her off.

"NaNa I'll call you when I'm down the street, and you better be waiting at the corner." She said before hanging up.

"I don't even understand how y'all dislike each other this much." NaNa looked at me with the 'yikes' face.

"I'an did shit to her." I shrugged.

"Bro, I'an gone lie, you did some fucked up shit." Von looked at me, "I'an saying she never did anything wrong but you was wrong too."

"I was young, and we wasn't even together at the time when Chanel got pregnant with Chase." I smacked my lips.

"Kani I ain't gone lie, y'all did break up before you got that girl pregnant, but you got Trin whole car took when you got arrested, shit I'a be mad too." NaNa said.

"Ok, now with that she got a reason to dislike me. I'on like how she was ignoring me when I needed her the most though. The least she could've did was write me back." I smacked my lips.

"Y'all both did some grimy shit to each other, y'all need to stop blaming each other." Von said.

"For the first time, out of the 16 years I've known you Ja'voni, that's probably the smartest shit I ever heard you say." NaNa smiled.

"Fuck up." He waved her off.

"Nah fa' real tho, I think y'all should talk to find some type of closure." NaNa looked at me, "Shit we all gone be around each other obviously."

"She need to find a closure for her nappy ass hea—"

"Don't do my friend, my bitch never came bogus." NaNa made a face, cutting me off.

"I'm cool on her tho, she let me know where I stand when I was in jail. We gone keep that same energy." I stood up, so I could go check on Chase.

Trinity already made it known where we stand in each other's life. I called and wrote to her for 2 years straight; I never received a letter back, a call back, or a visit. I'm over the toxic shit.


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