𝙀𝙭𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨!

𝟭𝟮𝟬 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀= 𝙪𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚

"Bro how you going to get over her hoe ass with her pictures still in your phone?" Tre smacked his lips.

"Who gives a fuck, I got this" I mugged him.

"Clearly you don't, I haven't seen you in two months, all you do is stay in this house and eat, sleep, and shit. Get yo ass up, and when's the last time you took a damn shower" he scrunched his face up.

"Thursday..." I mumbled before rubbing my hand down my face.

"Thur- you nasty bitch that was four days ago, it's Monday!" He started to pull the curtains back.

"Man go get yourself together, I have a barber and nail tech on the way. I'll fix up the house, just please go wash your ass. Smells like sweat, booty, and cologne in this motherfucker.. a whole damn locker room" he shook his head.

"Nigga fuck you, I'm grieving" I stuck my middle finger up.

"She ain't even de- you know what I'm going to let you be great bro" he laughed before he started to straighten up.

I walked into my bathroom before turning the shower on so that the water could heat up.

Damn was all that I could say as I looked at myself in the mirror, I haven't seen my face in so long, Tre was right when he said that I haven't been out in two months.

After Neveah and I got arguing I told myself that I didn't want any contact with the world, I needed space to be alone. So when I left her place I went grocery shopping, and I stocked up on essentials like toilet paper, soap, and other important shit.

Ever since then I've been binge-watching all types of shows on Netflix, I even ordered me a fire stick off of amazon so that I could watch my favorite old movies.

I'm not ashamed to say that a female had me deep into my feelings, that doesn't affect my masculinity nor does it affect my pride. I loved that girl more than myself and I think that's what fucked me up the most, I told her everything, vented to her about everything and in the end, I still got shitted on.

Before she moved to the A, she used to always come down and visit, just to see if moving to Atlanta was really what she wanted. One day, she caught my attention at Gus's World Famous Fried Chicken, I remember making it my goal to get her number before she left, and I, sure enough, accomplished it.

I fell in love with her vibe, her smile, and her thought process. Neveah was truly a beautiful person inside and out, that's why I'm taking this so hard. She switched right before my eyes.

"Yo, you straight my nigga?" Tre asked as I walked out of my room.

"Yea Fool, what you hire a janitor crew?" I scrunched up my face as I looked at my spotless house.

"I feel real disrespected, I did this shit by myself" he mugged me.

"Thanks, bro, and if I find my shit in some closet I'm beating your ass" I laughed before dapping him up.

"Yeah, whatever. Aight now let me introduce you to my two favorite people, this right here is Ming Ming, she gon get your nails and feet trimmed and shit, and this here is Milan, she's going to cut your hair" he introduced.

"A female cutting my hair? No thank you" I shook my head.

"Excuse me? What does my gender have to do with anything?" She scoffed.

"Nothing against you sweetheart, but I've been getting my hair cut by men all my life" I reassured.

"Well thanks, Tre, let me know when you need yours cut again" she started to pack her things up.

"Wait wait wait! Nas, I wouldn't set you up with no wack ass barber, she's been doing my hair for the last two years now, this is Mr.Joe's daughter" he explained.

Mr.Joe's was where we all went to get our hair cut while growing up, his barbershop was the go-to spot for a lot of kids and grown men. He gave Mir, Tre, Ermias, and I all our first jobs, we either swept, cleaned the clippers, or worked at the front desk.

He recently passed three years ago, so his shop closed as well, the workers that worked there still cut hair tho so we either went to their places or they came to ours.

The city was devastated when Mr.Joe passed, he was always giving someone lectures or amazing advice, he was the city's backbone.

"Deadass? I didn't even know that he had a daughter?" I scrunched my face up.

"He didn't like to have me around all of those men when I was growing up, he didn't trust them" she shrugged. "But he's always taught me how to cut, now do you want yours done or not? I have other shit to be doing" she sighed.

feisty, I like it.

"Yea, do ya thing mama" I smirked before sitting in the chair.

Ming started working on my feet while Milan began working on my hair.

"Where that nigga Mir at bro?" I asked

"Man I don't fuck with them niggas anymore"

"I know you don't fuck with Ermias but what did Mir do?" I asked.

"He been covering up his lies that whole time on some weird shit, the whole time that Ermias claimed that he was with Ciara, nigga was really with that little girl Kamari" he shook his head. "Ciara was only here for two days, that night at the club and the day before that, she didn't want anything to do with Ermias".

"And who's Kamari again?" I asked honestly confused, I should've come out more.

"Some fifteen-year-old girl that happens to be Harlym's boyfriend's little sister" he explained.

"Fifteen? Fuck is wrong with that nigga, and that's odd as hell, who would've thought" I shook my head.

"Yea but get this, the girl's brother happens to be that nigga Kairo"

"Kairo Kairo? That ruthless nigga?" I asked shocked as hell.

Kairo has been in the game since he was like 13 or something, the only reason that we know of him like that is because we used to look up to him when we were kids. There wasn't really much age difference but he was hanging with older niggas that did grown men shit.

Kairo was real lowkey though until he got caught and ended up in prison. After he was out, nobody really heard of him again, but his name still rings bells in the streets.

"Yup that's him, but he's not really on that type time from what I heard, he doing big shit like working with kids and shit"

I nodded before thinking about Harlym and I's last encounter. "How Harlym doing?" I asked.

"She's doing alright, she's focusing on school and doing hair, Kairo and her not really speaking so yea" he shrugged.

Harlym and I weren't that close but we still had a lot of respect for each other before all of this shit went down.

"I think that I need to apologize to her, I said some fucked up shit the last time we talked" I sighed.

"Yea you do, Harlym thorough as hell, make that shit right, we need more people like her on our team, she a real one" he admitted.

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"What I tell y'all bout that shit man? Y'all are brothers, y'all don't fight!" I semi-raised my voice.

"Man he keeps hogging the fucking ball Banks! What you expect me to do?" Andre spoke.

"So just because you don't like what someone's doing you're going to put your hands on them? Did he touch you, Dre?" I asked.

"No" he mumbled.

"Speak up when I'm talking to you"

"No sir, bu-"

"Nah I don't want to hear no buts Andre, y'all are brothers, you don't fight each other! When you're in the NBA you can't be doing shit like that man. Dereon we're going to practice more so that you don't feel like you have to ball hog" I stated.

Dereon nodded before walking off to go play with the other boys.

"Come here Andre" I nodded over to my office.

"What's up with you? Why are you acting all angry and shit?" I asked.

"I saw my daddy out with his girlfriend and her kids the other day... why don't he want me and Dereon?" His voice cracked.

"Come here man" I grabbed him into a hug as he started to cry.

I've been mentoring these kids for a good two years and it hasn't been easy, I had to be patient and actually build bonds with them. A lot of the kids that I've worked with have heard and witnessed some shit that adults aren't even ready to see. Most of the kids have stable homes, they'll just come to the gym after school or any other time that I'm available.

Andre and Dereon were different though, Andre is 13, and Dereon is 11. They've been around me longer because my moms used to babysit them while their mom went to work.

Their daddy wasn't around but then again he was around, he pops up at least two times a year, while he's out kicking shit with his white wife and her three kids.

The boys always fell for it though, they loved being around their dad so they didn't pay it any mind before.

Things have changed though since they're getting older now, their comprehension skills have bettered, and their starting to realize things as well.

Andre is a hothead, and very outspoken, whereas Dereon is the quiet one, he moves in silence, literally.

Their momma is always out working or somewhere drowning in her liquor with her friends. So the boys are either at my place most of the time or here at the gym.

"There are certain men out there who tend to not notice the bigger picture, I wish I could tell you why he neglects y'all the way he does but I honestly don't know. You boys are great kids, y'all are smart, talented, and handsome, y'all got all the shawty's" I spoke causing him to laugh in between sniffles.

"I hate crying bro" he stepped back as he wiped his eyes.

"It's okay to cry, I rather you let it out then hold it in little man" I assured. "Oh and another thing, stop picking fights with your little brother, he looks up to you, cherish him. And we both know that he ain't gon take no more shit from you before he starts beating your ass" we laughed as he nodded.

"I gotcha, thanks Mr.Banks" he laughed before walking out.

I sighed before standing up and looking out of the glass window that showcased the gym.

Everybody was doing their own thing, I had a lot of things set up. Things like flat-screen TVs with PS4's hooked up, Basketball, tennis, board games, hockey, Arcade race car games, and etc.

I beeped the horn that sounded out through the whole gym letting them know that it was time to rotate. If I didn't have rotations they would've been all on that damn PS4.

We usually would meet up in gyms at local schools but throughout these past two months, I decided on investing in opening up my own recreation center. The only thing that's finished right now is the gym area, I have two crews that are working on the track and pool outside, and another crew is working on the classrooms, inside pool, bathrooms, and cafeteria.

I pushed opening up my tattoo shop back for a while, it'll definitely happen but I want to finish getting the center ready first. 

Kamari is now out of the hospital, she's still recovering so she's been taking her classes online.

Life has been moving smoothly, the only that I'm missing is my wife, Harlym.

                                      𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗹𝘆𝗺

                                                             Can we talk?
                                                          𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 3:28 P.M

In this chapter I just wanted y'all to get to know Kai a little more, I swear I love me some him.

Nas POV was requested so there y'all go, he's a sweetheart, I love me some him as well lol.

Harlym and Kairo?

Milan?

Nas?

Andre and Dereon?

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