KENNEDY
"Kenny I wanna go on that" Hezekiah shouts pointing to a train roller coaster, grabbing my hand he leads me towards it exactly.
"Bubbi is too small to get on with you, you'll have to get on by yourself"
"But I don't want to" frowning he stopped pushing through people looking up at me. "I'll hold him"
"That's not safe, pick a different ride"
"Okay"
"Mama" Bubbi whines banging his head against my chest, he does this shit all the time to the point I thought something was wrong with him. At his checkup last week I told his doctor about it, this bitch gave him a cookie saying 'it's just a phase'.
"Ow, what?"
"Eat" he mutters patting his stomach
"Can we get hotdogs, Kenny?"
"Sure"
Walking around the festival in I wished I made Lucky take them, it's hot as dog balls. I can feel my wig lifting little by little what the fuck.
Where the hell is Shoota? I'm tired of spending my own money
Babbling to Hezekiah aimlessly Bj wiggled himself out of my arms to walk with Kiah and hold hands.
Fuck y'all too, I don't care
Passing the food stands they went to a park area running to swings and slides.
So fuck the hotdogs?
Bj went up and down the slides waving in my direction each time he climbed to the top.
Hezekiah swung back and forth on the swings looking up at the sky watching a plane fly over our heads.
Taking a seat on a nearby bench in the shade lighting a blunt I watched them play.
"Kennedy?" I heard followed by a tap on my shoulder
"Fuck is you talking me for?" shrugging their hand off my shoulder I turned around with a mug locking eyes with Dreka. ". .the question remains the same"
"What did I do to you?" side-eyeing me she sat beside me crossing her arms. "I haven't seen you in damn near a year and you already being rude"
"You already got the nigga what else do you want from me, the bullets in my clip?"
"I just wanted to say hi, jeez I didn't force Kevin to come back to me it just happened"
"Same thing for when these bullets kiss the back of your skull huh it just kinda happens"
"Hi, Ken!" Khaza yells running over towards us
Outing my blunt and tucking it behind my hair, with a genuine smile I caught him before he could run into me.
"Wassup stepson"
"I haven't seen you in forever, I'm sorry"
"Sorry for what? It's not your fault"
"So you not mad at me"
"How could I ever be mad at you? What did you do for your birthday last month?"
"You know my birthday?" gasping his little eyes lit up. "why didn't you come to my party?"
"Of course I know your birthday it's one of my favorite days out of the year. I wasn't invited to your party and you know how rude it is to show up unannounced. Not to mention you don't live in the same place anymore"
