how we came to be | ❝ you were nothing I ever expected, but ended up being everything I ever wanted ❞
This is the story of how Monse and Latrelle came to be MONTRELLE.
ON MY BLOCK x ALL AMERICAN CROSSOVER
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LATRELLE TYLER POV
I'm still on my way to the Bakers house. This ride is taking forever so I just played some games on my phone. Then the car came to a halt and my driver looked back at me. "This is your stop."
About damn time.
"Thanks."
I grabbed my suitcases and got out of the car. I looked around and yup, this is definitely not Freeridge anymore. And this fancy house in front of me is definitely the Baker house.
I took a deep breath as I walked up to the door. There's no point in stalling so I rung the bell. I pray to god that Jordan doesn't answer the door though. Or even worse, Olivia.
But Laura was the one to greet me. And I guess I should start calling her mom now... "Oh Latrelle! Welcome!" She hugged me tight and led me inside. "You know, I've been waiting for this day for a very long time."
"Well you could've made it happen anytime you wanted..."
Laura frowned. "I know, and I'm truly sorry that we left you hanging like that."
Billy emerged from around the corner. "But it is really good to see you, son." He shook my hand. "And I'm hoping that we can all move forward from this and be one big happy family like we should've been."
Laura just rolled her eyes at him and left.
I cleared my throat awkwardly. "Yeah..."
"BROTHER!!!!!!" Jordan yelled at the top of his lungs as he rushed downstairs. Olivia's trailing right behind him.
Jordan wrapped his arm around my shoulder and spoke to all of us. "Well this is just splendid! We have a thug in the family!"
"JORDAN!" Billy and Olivia scolded.
Jordan laughed hard. "Joking!" Then he looked at me with a smile. "Welcome to the family, brother. Oh, hold on real quick!" He ran off and came back with a bottle of alcohol. "We need to celebrate!"
Billy snatched the living crap out of that bottle. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! Are you stupid?!"
Olivia raised one finger. "Can I answer that question? Because it's obvious that he's very stupid."
Jordan ignored her. "Chillax, dad. It was a joke. I would hate to get drunk and accidentally kiss my own brother."
"JORDAN!" Billy scolded.
Jordan gave Olivia a fake smile and Olivia glared at him and rolled her eyes. Then she headed upstairs.
"Olivia, can you welcome your brother please!" Billy demanded.
Olivia just looked at me without saying a word. Then she headed upstairs for good.
Billy huffed and stared at Jordan angrily. "See what you did?"
