Ghetto Tendencies REMAKE

16: {DRAMA}

9th sunday
JAICE MASON JAR - 15

"Martha you get back here!" My grandpa yelled for my grandma to come back as she slowly ran to the car.

My grandpa was on a walker, my grandma was shrinking so everything they did was in slow motion.

As my grandpa was walking down the steps he almost fell but Trenten caught his fall, "you need to go inside John." He said and my grandpa started to tear up.

My grandma got in the car with her stripper bag on her hip and his face was leaking with pain. A big frown on his lips, and watery eyes.

All that cheating he did in his youth, now he can't even get some coochie without breaking his back.

Trenten walked him back into the house, as my grandma skirted off, will slowly, so less skirt more break.

My grandma work at Miss Ma'am's Suga, an old ladies strip club. My grandpa does this every time she goes to work, so I'm use to it.

I just can't believe these the people I say with every summer.

Trenten closed the door behind him and I stood up from the step, "miss ma'am can get it." He said and I just gave him a look.

When people call yo mom or grandmom Miss Ma'am you might wanna check them. Where I'm from niggas call older women they tryna holla at or they find fine "Miss Ma'am."

"Let's go to Brook's, see if her Miss Ma'am there." I began to walk and he laughed while following close behind me.

"It's okay Jai, I know you just wanna see Brook." He tried to clown me and I ignored him.

"RJ better tell his brother chill on jawn." I referred to how Brook was just over his crib, and they was chopping it up or what not.

"What's up with yo cousin?" I instantly knew he was talking about Nicey, the one with the child.

"First you called my grams Miss Ma'am now you tryna get with my cuz." I shook my head, as he nodded.

"Down bad."

Once we got to Brook house I knocked on the door and Grace opened up, "damn, Brook ain't even here y'all." She told us and I pouted.

"Where she is?" I asked never coming without her being here.

"Grocery."

"Ooow, she should expect me tomorrow, shit have me a plate made. Actually next time y'all go grocery tell me so I can send a list." Trenten happily reminisced on how he eat whatever's in their fridge.

Grace let out a chuckle, "y'all can come in she should be back soon."

MATTHEW CHERISH RISE - 15

"Do you got a new nigga now?" I asked Teagan as soon as we walked into her room. She mugged me as I closed her door.

"Since when was you ever my nigga?" She sat on her bed, and I smacked my lips because it gotta be hard for her to not notice I like her.

"Mayne shut up, you mess with Robert." I said and a confused expression took over her face.

"Who is- oooh, yeah I mess with Robert." She caught on and I wanted to gag at the fact she damn near forgot that was his real name.

"He so ran through." I showed my disappointment in her. Fucking with a rapper that she can't trust for shit.

"Mane don't speak on him." She defended the bitch.

"So you his lil gangsta now, shut up, I can speak on who ever I wanna." I reminded her that I'm not to be talked to any kinda way and she not 'bout shit in reality.

"Why you mad? You aren't my man."

"Okay, I'm not. But I am your best friend, and you've never messed with a boy before. I'm telling you he shouldn't be your first." I just wanted to rejog her memory on how my brother just passed away, and I know it had to be a Northside dude.

"I know, but Robert isn't how you think he is. You don't know him, so..." She sighed, and I sat next to her.

"He kilt Nomar." I shared my theory and she quickly stood up.

"Where you got that shit from? He was with me at the time of Nomar death.." She scoffed, and I nippled on my bottom lip.

"He sent the shots is what I'm tryna say." I tried to convince her.

"No, you would just say and do anything to get me from him is what I'm realizing at this moment." She connected a few dots.

"Mayne, I always knew I shouldda never been fucking with you, yous a Northside bitch, so you dog anyways." I stood up and sized her up. She from the east but she moved to the north as a shorty.

"Fuck the east side, fuck east side niggas, think y'all invincible. Nomar can rest in peace, and I'd never say I'm smoking his pack, but smoking on a Matthew pack in a few days." She expressed her anger towards me in a threat.

"Gone be smoking on a Robert pack, so I'll just be wrestling with ya nigga in hell." I sized her one more time before leaving out the house.

TEAGAN MARIE JOHNSON - 15

It's funny how niggas be acting big and bad, but in reality they soft as a teddy bear. Robert house is right across the street, if he really believed he the reason Nomar dead it would've been smoke right now.

Life can just be upsetting sometimes.

Been my best friend for five years and I just lost him that fast. Death can change a person.