𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙸 𝙽𝙴'𝚉𝙸𝙰𝙷 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁
𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙶𝙾,𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙾𝙸𝚂

"The streets already did, they say yo pussy sour BITCH." Raseem said with a mean mug plastered on his face.

"Watch your mouth boy! Don't be talking about Tara like that now!" Nasir's grandmother said making everybody look at her weird.

"Why are you defending this weird ass bitch grandma? Are you forgetting that she used to come around here and smash windows whenever her and Nasir broke up." Maya, another one of Nasir's cousins said.

"And she hit your dog with her raggedy ass car." Raseem said.

"That's all in the past." Nasir's grandmother waved them off.

"Bottom line is Tara is a dirty bitch, and she need to take her pissy ass on, dont nobody like her." Raseem said making every one that was around and listening bust out laughing.

"How you messy at your big ass age? You knew damn well Nasir was bringing his wife around and yet here you are fake confused." Masika, another cousin of Nasir's said.

"Right!" Raseem's uncle co-signed.

"You!" Tara pointed right at Armani who held Savior in her arms while she sat and watched the foolishness.

"What?" Armani said as she laid Saviors head on her shoulder and rubbed his back soothingly.

"I want to fight." She said with a serious expression on her face.

"Girl are you stupid?! I know you see she holding her baby the fuck wrong with you?" Masika said.

"She's whats wrong with me! Coming around here like she the shit, boo'd up with MY man, and akiking in my face. I wanna fight so she can put the lil shit down." Tara insisted.

"Watch your mouth b." Nasir warned.

Armani let out a dramatic sigh. "You bitches don't get tired?"

"Tired of what?"

"Tired of trying to fight the wife because her husband don't want nothing to do with you hoes that got nothing going for yourselves." Armani said continuing to rub her sons back. "Y'all don't get tired of that? Of me beating y'all the fuck up and walking round your city fearful of nobody? I wish I had as much energy as y'all have at being delusional and stupid."

"Ionno bout none of them other bitches you fought, but you not scaring me sis." Tara began to put her hair up.

"You needa take that crunchy ass shit out." Raseem said with a frown on his face.

"Tara if you step up see if ion hit you." Nasir pulled his pants up ready.

"She can fight her own battles baby get out the way." Tara smiled at him.

"You're right, I could fight my own battles, but at the same time you see I'm a mother right? I got my priorities straight and stomping you out isn't a priority for me. You see difference between you bitches and I is I actually got stuff to lose like my nursing license so I'm refraining from knocking you on your ass. You have nothing to lose except for this fight if I wanted to fight you. SO with that being said, if you touch either me or my husband, I'm going to do things the classy way and file a charge for assault."

"PERIOD ARMANI!" Masika smiled in approval as she watched.

"Girl fuck you and your assault charge, you really just scary." Tara shrugged making Armani bust out laughing.

"Sis you done lost your rabbit ass mind if you think anybody scared of you, I'm already beating you financially and at life fuck from round me sis." Armani laughed harder.

"Look Tara, if you gon do something then do something but don't be surprised when I lay yo ass out that's all I'm gonna say." Nasir said.

"Boy fuck you!" Tara pointed in his face.

"Fuck you!" Nasir slapped her hand down.

Tara bit her lip  and turned around to drop her belongings to the floor, and after she did, she ran up at Armani who still held Savior in her arms. Nasir wasted no time to sock Tara in the jaw once she was close enough, making her fall to the floor holding where he punched her. He wasn't playing no games when he said anybody could get it.

"I told you you're not touching my wife." Nasir said as he turned over to Armani who was now trying to calm their son.

"You got knocked the fuck out!" Raseem said as he stood over Tara who was still holding her jaw and laughed. "Don't come round these parts no more, other wise next time I'm gon bring Rocky and he gon bite you in yo asss."

"Who is Rocky?" Armani asked.

"His big ass pitbull." Nasir said as he sat down beside Armani. "Let me hold my son."

Armani placed Savior gently on Nasir's shoulder and stood up to stretch her back and her legs. She mentally rolled her eyes as she watched Nasir's grandmother help Tara up and apologize for Nasir's actions. 

"This lady..." Armani mumbled as she let out a yawn.

"Armaniiii." Raseem sang out as he practically skipped over.

"What?" Nasir answered for her.

"I believe I said Armani not Nasir but anyways, y'all know what y'all should do?" Raseem cheesed.

"What nigga?" Said Nasir.

"Y'all should let me come stay with y'all in Brooklyn." He cheesed.

"Boy one child is enough." Armani shook her head. "Ion need 2."

"What she said, fool stay with your momma." Said Nasir.

"She said I can stay fo a week so now I'm asking you." Raseem said. "Pleaseeee I heard them Brooklyn bitches bad as hell."

"They real ghetto too." Armani said shaking her head amused.

"So is Chicago, ain't shit i ain't to so can I?" He smiled big with his index fingers pointed towards each other. 

Nasir sighed looking over at Armani for approval. "Just for a week?" He asked Armani.

She looked at him and bit her lip in contemplation as she sat down— having  Raseem around meant she could get Nasir to force him to help around with Savior but she'd have to feed him too so the decision was rough.

She finally nodded her head yes which made Raseem jump up and start dancing. "Yesssir! Raseem said as he milly rocked.

Nasir's grandmother went inside the house and didn't come back out leaving the party to return to its good vibes and grilling.

Music played loudly in the background while  every one talked, joked, and drank their alcohol having a good time with each other like nothing happened. Nasir's uncle stood behind the grill grilling up burgers while he and his friends bobbed their head to the music. All of the aunts got back to their gossiping and yelling at their husbands while the kids ran around playing tag. Nasir laid Savior in his stroller beside Armani and pulled out his pre-rolled blunt and moved away from the two to smoke it while he watched the scammers across the street make their money.

Armani sat with Nasir's mother and bonded with her about nails, hair, and their jobs. Armani had found out that his mother had made a living for herself working as an IT manager and she was still learning to maintain her lost alcohol addiction. She informed Armani that she had started going to a therapist to make sure she was clean, and made it very clear that she didn't come back into Nasir's life to hurt him again.

"Savior is really a handsome baby." Said Kamala as she touched his chubby cheek.

"Thank you," Armani smiled at him. "He be keeping me up all night, don't ever want me to sleep, ain't that right Say?"

Savior cooed in response as he reached up for her finger.

"Nasir was the same damn way, wouldn't let me go no where without him being somewhere less than 5 feet away." Kamala shook her head.

"Really a mommy's boy." Armani smiled as she bent down and kissed his cheek.

"Oh this my song!" Kamala suddenly yelled as she got up. "Rack rack city, bitch, rack rack rack city, bitch
Rack, rack rack rack city, bitch!" 

Armani realized what song it was and started rapping along in her seat having a good time.

"Rack city, bitch, rack rack city, bitch
Ten, ten, ten, twenty on yo titties, bitch
100 deep VIP, no guest list
T-T-Raw, you don't know who you fuckin' with
Got my other bitch fuckin' with my other bitch
Fuckin' all night, nigga we ain't celibate
Niggas say I'm too dope, I ain't sellin' it
But I'm fresher than a motherfuckin' peppermint" Armani yelled the lyrics along while all the aunts twerked and did their own thing.

"Gold Lettermans, last king killin' shit
Y-Young Money, Young Money yeah, we gettin' rich
Got ya grandma on my dick (haha)
Girl you know what it is!" Armani danced in her seat looking up at Nasir who had just walked over from finishing half his blunt. It was obvious he had a buzz from his low eyes.

"Rack city bitch, rack rack city bitch
Rack city bitch, rack rack city bitch
Rack city bitch, rack rack city bitch
Ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties bitch!" Nasir rapped along with her after pulling her on his lap. Savior had fallen asleep despite the loudness which gave Nasir what he really wanted.

"Boy what are you doing?" Armani mumbled to him as she placed the little jacket she brought on his lap already knowing.

"Shhh." He said as he kissed the back of her neck.

He hadn't got a taste of Armani since she was pregnant and had Savior so he was going to by any means necessary. He slid his hand smoothly down her stomach and undid her jeans then slipped his hand inside. He moved her lace panties to the side and ran his finger down her slit seeing that she was already wet and smirks to himself. He collects the wetness on his finger and sucks them clean while she makes sure no one was watching—they weren't. He slides his finger into her box slowly and deeply causing her to moan lowly. He massages her insides with his one finger all while he rubbed her clit with this thumb until his fingers are drenched. He slips another finger in without warning causing her to cover her mouth as he pumps in and out of her. He twists and turns his finger inside of her hearing the gushy sound her pussy made as he did the deed. He doesn't stop until eventually she finally explodes on her fingers and is left a heavy breathing mess on his lap. He smirked as he pulled fingers out and looked at her with his low eyes sand sucked his fingers slowly making her mouth drop like it was their first time.

"Yo Armani you good?" Said Raseem coming over with his duffel bag. "You look outta breath."

Armani took a deep breath. "Yeah I'm good." She blushed hearing Nasir chuckle behind her.

"Yeah she good alright."

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