AMIRI JAMES
walking in the door, i rolled my eyes seeing my dad standing at the kitchen doorway with his arms crossed.
"he's home, jay" he said and i swear i've never seen my mom get up so fast.
"Amiri Jerome James! where the fuck have you been!" she mugged me and i went to go walk up the stairs but felt a tight grip on my arm making me look over.
"Stay yo ass down here and answer her" i sat on the step and my mom crossed her arms.
"i'm sorry, okay? damn"
"boy-"
"Boy turned 16 don't know how to act" my dad shook his head and i rubbed my face.
"at least i'm not having sex like you were at 16" he chuckled and my mom wide eyed him.
"shit he ain't wrong" he shrugged and she groaned pushing him away.
"where have you been"
"out with my friends like i told you i would be"
"it's 12:40 amiri! you said 10:30 you'd be home. you know how i feel about you roaming these streets by yourself"
my moms always been paranoid as fuck when it came to our family.
ever since the drive by happened when i was younger and we moved.
we're still in brooklyn.. just in a nicer and safer house. one with a big gate and we have body guards too.
rich people shit.
don't matter to me tho tbh. i could live anywhere fr.
"Miri!" i looked behind me and watched as Alaiia ran to me with her arms out making me chuckle as i pulled her into a hug. "Your home! can we watch that movie now?"
"No, Lai. your brother is grounded" my mom took my phone making my eyes widen.
"jay it ain't even-"
"no, Bashar! it is! he had me so fucking worried and he thinks that's okay! it's not and i'll never tolerate that shit. amiri you were given a time and you didn't care"
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