SOUTHSIDE

51

"You suck dick with no fucking morals." Lontrell said breathing heavily while i raised my head up from his lap wiping the corner of my mouth.

We were on our way to my family Thanksgiving then we were swinging by his folks.

Lontrell and I have been in a serious sexcapade for like week. Just fucking every where.

I miss him and his dick but we making up for it.

"Do my makeup look appropriate?" I asked patting my concealer under my eyes to hide my eye bags.

I have been lacking sleep due to lontrell horny ass fucking me in the middle of the night.

"Yeah." He said not even looking. This nigga.

I pulled a stick of gum out my purse chewing on it.

"Yuh daddy gon be here ain't him?"

"Yeah am just here to see my brother and my mother."

"Yeah I want to see little dude to."

Lontrell loved babies that's no lie. Whenever momma would face time us with the baby he would light up.

"You like babies don't you?"

"Yeah they my soft spot. Like their innocence is everything they don't know how fucked up the world is so i connect to that through that." He said.

We pulled up to the house and parked in the driveway way. Staring at eachother.

"Behave ok. No matter who look at you funny ignore them." I told him. He sighed nodding.

Hopping out fixing my denim jacket that i tied up into a top. Then fixed my purse.

I held his hand walking up the path. My dad family was in there because hardly of my mother folks fuck with us because of daddy.

I spotted kayla going over to her. 30 was sitting on the couch looking bored as hell. His face lit up at when he saw lontrell.

"Finally I ain't the only lowlife nigga in here." 30 said as lontrell plopped down next to him.

"Hey girl. You had to be extra huh?" Kayla asked pointing at my outfit.

"Darling this is the most basic Thanksgiving look i ever did. You know that to."

"Boujee ass." 

"Where my mama at?" I asked looking around for my mother.

"Upstairs."

"Be right back." I told them.

I headed upstairs hearing my dad talking loudly and my mom matching his pitch of voice.

"YOU CAN'T CHOOSE FOR LAYLA AND DON'T BE ACTING LIKE LAYLA IS THE PROBLEM IN THIS HOUSE. YOU ARE THE PROBLEM SINCE YOU HELPED PUT THAT BOY IN JAIL FULL WELL KNOWING HE WAS INNOCENT YOU HAVE BEEN TAKING YOUR STRESS OUT ON THE FAMILY. FACE IT YOU TURNED INTO AN UNCLE TOM FOR THE POSITION OF POLICE CHIEF IN ATLANTA."

"SHUT UP BITCH YOU KNOW THAT WAS TO PUT MORE MONEY INTO OUR BUSINESSES. LIKE YOU DON'T BE LIVING MORE LAVISHLY NOW. 5 HOUSES HAS BEEN FLIPPED SINCE."

"YOU KNOW WHAT LAYLA HAS TAUGHT ME SOMETHING. MONEY ISN'T HAPPINESS AFTER YEARS I THOUGHT IT WAS IT WASN'T. I USED TO GET SO EXCITED WHEN YOU HIT A LICK AND DECK ME OUT BACK IN THE DAY NOW HERE I AM LAYING WITH AN UNCLE TOM."

"fuck you."

The door opened and my dad and I met face to face.

"So that's why huh? Wow. What happened to Real street nigga til you die?"