Ghetto Tendencies REMAKE

11: {OLD LADIES}

6th Saturday
JAICE MASON JAR - 15

"I brought her some shoes, and she hasn't brought up anything. So I'm not gone act fearful around her or nothing." Trenten spoke over the situation with his momma founding out about the gun, as we sat in front of the corner store.

"I wished my momma liked shoes that much, I could get outta trouble all of time." I chuckled, and he nodded.

"We gotta hit up Ms. Joint house real quick." RJ said while he held the door for a little girl and her mommy.

I seen a bag in his hand, filled with containers of food. I stood up and Trenten followed lead. I took the baggie of weed out my back pocket and slickly handed it to RJ, only Trenten noticing.

As we walked away from the corner store and down the street, RJ put the little baggie in the plastic bag of food. And we made small talk.

"How would y'all react if y'all son told you he was gay?" Trenten asked a random question making RJ and me laugh.

"I don't know how'd I'd feel. But I think I'd be happy because I feel like all the females gone be ran through in the future. Don't want my son to have to deal with that." RJ answered the question in his on unique way. I kinda looked at him with some side eye.

"Okay, okay now ask me the same question." Trenten ordered excited for us to hear his answer.

"Trent how would you react if ya son told you he was gay?" RJ turned to look at him, and Trent had a big smile plastered on his face.

"Firstly I'd be very supportiveness, and I'd be really thankfully that he felt comfortably enough, to come to me about his feelings. And yeah." The way he worded it caused us to smile.

He was trying to make his words bigger, that's all.

"Oh yeah, will that's good." RJ told him, nodding.

"So Jaice, how would you react?" Trenten looked out at me, and I shrugged.

"Don't think I would care. Boys our girls with dicks." I shared my thought on it and everything went silent for a second.

"I mean we come from women so you can see it as that." Trenten tried to make reason of my words being understanding.

Nevertheless they started to laugh at what I said and I joined in also finding it funny even if I honesty think that.

We all pulled up our pants as we walked up to Ms. Joint front door. RJ knocked and we stood behind him.

A few seconds later the door opened, Ms. Joint was leaning on her cane, looking up and smiling when she seen us.

RJ handed her the bag and she grabbed it then pulled his ear close to her lips.

"My good stuff in here?" We heard her because she can't whisper for shit, due to her being deaf in one ear.

"Yea ma'am." RJ nodded, and she started to hop on her feet as if she ain't need a cane.

"Y'all come give me some suga." She opened her arms out and we all hugged her, which was basically her rubbing our faces in her saggy titties one by one.

"I'm gone see y'all." She was finna walk away.

"Where our money at?" RJ stopped her and she looked back at us with a toothless grin plastered on her face.

"Oh baby you know I be forgetting, I'm so forgetful." She lied, Ms. Joint use to get on my nerves with that lying stuff when I was a little boy but now I find it funny.

She grabbed her clutch off her front door table, and took out three hundred dollars. She handed us each a hundred, then smiled at us.

The smile instantly went away right before she slammed the front door in our faces.

"Fake ass old lady." RJ laughed as we walked away.

"All that lying she do and she still bad at it," I slipped the hundred in my coat pocket.

Ms. Joint is an old lady that live next to Trenten grandma house, he been knowing her since as long as he can remember. I knew her at a young age too because I lived down the street so me and Trent hung out.

Even though people a call her our "momala," we serve her. Not caring what she ask for, we gone get it and give it to her.

"We should hit up Brook house." Trenten pointed and I smiled hearing her name.

"Bruh, Jaice, she live with her grandma, and they got a madly amount of food in the joint plus her grandma never there." Trenten explained to me.

"It look like that's her pulling up right now." RJ pointed to a car pulling into the driveway.

"Let's go meet her, old ladies love us." Trent suggested and I knitted my eyebrows.

"Ms. Joint hate us." I brought that up and he waved me off.

We started to walk across the street but when we seen Brook Old Lady get out the car we paused.

"I don't think that's the gram's." RJ was the first to say it.

Her butt was big and perky, she was built like a younger thing. She looked sexy in the body and face. You could tell she was on the older side but the energy she gave off...

In that body con jumpsuit.

Even from a far, we couldn't ignore that ass.

A car started to beep at us, and we mugged the fuck out of it before getting out it's way.

We walked towards Brook house but stayed on the sidewalk and her old lady looked back at us as she unlocked the door.

"Brook here?" Trenten asked and I couldn't help but lick my lips.

"Y'all is?" She turned asking us.

"Her friends." RJ answered while rubbing his hair.

"Oh, Trent, RJ, and Jai. She told me 'bouts y'all." We all smile at her knowing of us and our names.

Looking at each other with grins.

"Where the Sy' boy she think so cute? Because I know it's none of y'all." The smile on my face instantly dropped at her mentioning Brook thinking Sy' was cute.

"Oh that's my brudda, he not with us right now." RJ told her.

"Y'all can come in." She waved for us, then walked into the house. We was geeked walking to the house.

We walked in behind her, and RJ closed the door behind us. "Brook yo friends here for you!"

"It's fine if we sit on the couch?" Trenten pointed to the living room where there where two big blue couches and she nodded. He skipped over there and sat down right in the middle.

We followed after him, me sitting next to him and RJ sitting on the person couch on side of us.

We watched as Brook walked into the living room and I pushed Trenten over so she could sit next to me. He got the hint, moving over and she plotted down next to me.

"So you told Miss Ma'am about us?" RJ smiled.

"Can I get eat y'all food?" Trent asked.

"You think Sylas cute? Cuter than me?" I questioned.

All these questions coming at her she just nodded her head around at us.

Trent got up and went to the fridge, RJ grabbed the remote from the fire place and started flicking through movies. While I slouched and leaned my head on Brook shoulder.

"You can't think Sylas cute, you gotta think I am. Okay?" I asked and she nodded while laughing, probably thinking I was just joking.