𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

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His head pounding from all the excitement- and not the good kind of excitement- Michael felt as if he could rip his ears off. "I need my family. These mother fuckas crazy."

"We is not crazy aight." Nelly, one of Michaels 'friends' at the juvenile detention center replied.

"Well your not, Nelly, but these other folks is wild as fuck. No house training and can't even follow a simple schedule."

"And your in here because?" Nelly gave him a sly side eye. "You seem hella classy to be up in here."

"Says the nigga named Cornell. 1930's ass name."

"TIME FOR BEHAVIOR MANAGEMENT AND CHORES." Mrs A, owner of the center reported.

"See you later, Nell."

"Yeah, yeah Mike." They dapped each other up and went to their duties. Nelly had actual anger issues, and if you pushed him the wrong way and you'd be wishing you didn't. And Michael had chores as usual, washing dishes, sweeping etc..

***

"It's not your fault that Michaels where he's at, it's his own fault for not cleaning up his act while he had the opportunity." Lae said comforting Jackie, laying a hand on his upper thigh.

"Michael J. is not your typical dumb ass. He adds extra spice to his dumb assness. Therefore he's in Juvie and your not. You were a bad kid, but grew up don't blame yourself for his faults."

Jackie blushed slightly while looking at her hand. He had a warm feeling in his stomach. "I still feel terrible, he watched me and what I did, and I set a horrible example for him to follow."

"Oh, my bad." She apologized, noticing his sudden flushed face and adjusted her hand, moving it to his arm.

"No it was fine where it was." He slid her hand down his chest and stomach back onto his thigh.

"Woah, you mad bold today huh?" She grinned, small butterflies forming in her stomach.

"The bolder the better." He smirked trying to entice her.

And boy did the enticing work.

"YO! Hurry the fuck up, ion got all day. We needa be going down ta the detention yard wit' yo family to visit Mike." Aaliyah said while standing impatiently on the other side of Jackie's bedroom door.

"Be patient Li! Damn!"

"Stop all this cussing in my house!"
Katherine, the Jackson's mother yelled.

"Uh lemme see where were we?" He attempts to kiss her and she uses her hand to block his lips.

"Big lip having ass." She chortled loudly. "You know ion like you like dat, you fine n all but my heart is stuck on Tupac Amaru Shakur." She kissed his forehead. "Sir, that's all your getting from me."

"And that's on what??" Aaliyah added through the door.

"Period!" Lae lae replied.

"Get yo' big ear, big bear, big body lookin' ass off my door." Jackie insulted while opening the door.

"Nigga, don't get me started." Aaliyah warned pointing her finger.

"Ahh." He waved his hands in the air and stretched his eyes pretending to be scared.

"Mama K, permission?" Aaliyah asked while they passed the kitchen.

"Granted." She said with a small smile.

Aaliyah then slapped and hit him a few... hundred times.

"Liyah, calm down don't wanna leave a bruise on my baby."

"Mama, I think she already did." He complained his eyes watering from a hit to the nose. He rubbed his nose with one hand and flicked her off with the other.

***

"Mama, Dad, Babygirl, Lae Lae, Pac, and all my brothers and sisters meet Cornell otherwise known as Nelly, he's one my closest friends here. And he's been here longer then I have so he showed me the ropes." Michael said while pointing to him.

"Ouuu." Angel uttered in shock, accidentally, as she sized Nelly up and down. Tupac glared at her and gave her a 'we gon talk 'bout this when we get home look.'

Nelly did the same and stepped closer to her. As he stepped closer Jackie and Pac looked at each other, nodded,  and stepped in front of her, their hands one over another a top their crotches. Nelly stepped back and rolled his eyes. "I see you have two security guards."

"Sigmund." Angel said curtly, he could feel her eyes burning into his back, and with no hesitation he stepped aside.

"You can't just say my name and think-" Tupac started. His girl then said through clenched teeth,

"I will beat, yo' mother fuckin ass. Do you here me?! Move!!"

He slowly slipped to the side and let her through.

"You fine as hell, you know that? It's a shame you'n got a man." He caressed her cheek.

"Yes she do!" Jackie and Pac jinxed.

"Which one of y'all niggas is it? Both of y'all act like it." He kissed his teeth.

"Me. C'mere." Tupac gestured to her to come to him and gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. She was as tall as his chest so his arms wrapped around her head and her arms wrapped around his torso.

Jackie scowled, with his hands up to his chest he thought 'mane fuck both of them niggas, if it wasn't for them that girl would be mine.'

"Betta watch what you think." Tupac said as he slipped past Jackie and out the door.

"Watch yo back." Jackie replied disrespectfully.

"Well it was nice to meet you all but y'all niggas crazy." His nostrils flared. "God bless!" He added at the end while smiling at Katherine.

"It was very very nice to meet you." Lae added speaking sensually.

***

"Finna call Tupac on yo ass, what is you doing?" Aaliyah asked Lae Lae.

"Whatcha mean?"

"'As soon as he leaves you talking bout some. 'It was very very nice to meet you.'"

"I was just being polite." She smiled.

"Polite my ass. You were flirting with him." Aaliyah argued while retying her white bandana.

"I was paying attention to Tupac the whole time."

"What color was he wearing?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, black duuhhh."

"Wow, ain know that orange was the new black." She kissed her teeth.

"You wanna know who was wearing black though... Nelly." She shook her head in disappointment. "Get yo' self together. You can't hide at my place forever."

"I'm not hiding."

"Hey, Pac!" She waved behind her.

Lae lae jumped from hearing his name.

"But your not hiding right, oh okay. Go home and face the music. Be brave!"

"Nah, I'll just go to The Jackson's house. Holla!" She yelled as she jumped out of Aaliyah's bedroom window.