Anger pov
(didn't edit, excuse mistakes)As i pulled up in the drive way to the house i sighed and closed my eyes. Kamanii haven't said anything the whole ride home.
"Thank you." He mumbled.
I opened one eye and chuckled. "You're welcome young blood."
"How are you able to handle a whole drug cartel and still take care of 3 kids at the age 21? That shit seems like a lot of work." He asked.
I shrugged my shoulders. "I've dealt with a whole lot worse. Y'all are basically a distraction from reality."
He nodded his head and almost opened the door but he paused. "What happened?"
"With?"
"Her...you."
I stayed silent for a couple seconds and sat up.
"She was my fiancé. The love of my life that carried my child. The only family i ever had and needed. I did something unforgivable that got both of them killed."
"You got them killed?" He asked.
"In a way...let's just say i got really lazy and wasn't on my 10 toes. Niggas took advantage and snuck though the cracks, by my laziness... got my family put in danger."
After a couple seconds of awkward silence. "I got my lick back though a couple times. But i'm still looking for this one nigga."
"Who is he."
I shook my head, feeling myself gettin hot. "Man it's cool, fuck it. We'll be ite trust, cmon help me get these bags in the house."
Walking into the house i hear loud ass music and the whole downstairs looks a mess. I ground in frustration and yelled. "YO!"
Kamanii grabbed all his bags and went upstairs completely walking over all the bullshit was on the floor.
Lance came from out the living room rubbing his eyes. "You good nigga?" I asked him.
"Man these kids bad as hell never again yo on god." He replied.
I scoffed and shook my head. "Mane they ain't that bad." I assured him.
"Nah them motha fuckas got issues." He chuckled while fixing his hoodie.
I slightly smiled and went to dab him up. Thank you, i owe you...hunnid.
He smacked his lips. "Nigga youn owe me nun we good..did you get everything you needed doe?"
I nodded. "Hell yea, i think i got them too much not gon lie."
We laughed at each other and next thing i heard was screaming and yelling.
"NO ITS MINE!" I heard Nazel shout.
"Ite bro imma hit you, stay safe."
I went upstairs and sighed, realizing she's throwing a tantrum because of Sayore.
"Move Nazel! I had it first!" He shouted back.
"Ite talk move, stop the bull shit."
They both looked at me and Nazel began walking over to me. "He won't give me the remote." She snitched.
I bent down on me knees, getting on the ame level as her.
"We don't snitch in this house." I spoke while patting her head.
"Is y'all hungry? Thirsty?"
Silence is all i heard.
"Great, i'm going in my room, it's 6pm basically night time, don't be yellin and doing no extra shit."
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