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Is it wrong that in the midst of everything that was going on all I wanted to do was pull out Piru's dick and start sucking the skin off? Like I really didn't give a fuck that his mom, baby mom, and cousin were all standing there because if I were being honest I really didn't like any of them; Shawnee was alright I guess, though I didn't like how she used Enrico was a pawn in her never-ending quest to make Piru miserable but she never came at me sideways so I was kinda neutral on her. Piru's mom and his cousin on the other hand, now I can say this with my entire chest FUCK THEM!!!! Now I know there were some people out there who felt like I should respect Piru's mom because she's his mom but fuck her..... she lost my respect the minute she kicked Piru out for admitting that he was in love with me; she was a religious and felt that Piru was living in sin. Lamonte, he has always rubbed me the wrong way; even though he let Piru come stay with him, he made Piru sleep in the basement despite having two other rooms, he always seemed to remind Piru that he could and would kick him out if he ever felt the urge, and now he's even gone as far as to get his baby mom pregnant.... With family like this, you didn't really need enemies but a wise woman once said "Soon as you out a niggas' lives is when they start to miss you. They see you doin' good, now it's kinda hard to diss you. Niggas be sick when they remember all the bad they wished you, niggas be mad when they can't come and live lavish with you..."

"Shawnee.... I gave you this address because you're my son's mom... not so you could show up whenever the fuck you felt like it. But I know you and you'll show up whenever you want anyways but all I ask is that if you do decide to stop by, at the very least bring my son with you... where is he?" Piru asked pulling me back as I tried to walk away, he wrapped his hand around my.... no he placed his hand inside of my shorts and grabbed my ass.

"He's with my mom... we were in the neighborhood and I felt like showing your mom how you were living... ain't this nice? I think he has a few extra rooms you can go pick the one you want baby..." Shawnee said turning towards Lamonte.

"Wait.... hold up? Time the fuck out.... huh?" Piru asked looking at Lamonte confused.

"He got evicted and he needs somewhere to stay and he can't stay with me until after my Section 8 inspection..... it'll only be for a few weeks, my baby daddies can bond....." Shawnee said smiling and I could tell Piru was biting down on his tongue. I looked at his mom who was staring at me as if I had just crawled out of a septic tank, I knew she blamed me for turning Piru out and all I have to say is YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT!!!!

"What you think baby?" Piru asked and I was confused as fuck as to why he was asking me, now I didn't fuck with Lamonte like that but seemed like a family matter. "Our house, remember?" Piru whispered and I was really pissed he put me on the spot like this.

"I uhh..... I can't believe I'm about to say this but..... you should do it." I said letting out an exasperated sigh. "Even though when you were at your lowest, he treated you like shyt... I know you got too big of a heart to leave your cousin hanging like that and I know you'll feel guilty if you don't help him." I said glaring coldly at Lamonte.

"Marcelino you are such a sweetheart..." Shawnee said smiling. "If you were one of those messy gays, I would've been cussed you out but you are just so damn loveable." Shawnee said pushing Piru out of the way and hugging me.

"Mom, you've been quiet since you got here..... do you have anything you want to say?" Piru asked looking at his mom, but still, her eyes were focused on me.

"What do you want me to Piru? I don't like this.... and I blame him." She said pointing at me. "If he hadn't come into the picture you and Shawnee would still be together, Shawnee wouldn't be pregnant by your cousin, and my grandson wouldn't have a brother that's also his second cousin. So I blame him for ruining my family."

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