"ma, whatchu mean marriage?" he rasped, holding the phone with his shoulder to his ear as he poured the dog food into his and his grandmother.
they were black & grey pit bull twins food bowl, kentrell named them meechie and draco. kentrell received from his uncle on his mother side.
his uncle dayday stayed trying to sell dogs and other illegal substance he wasn't supposed to be selling but kentrell invested into his uncle business, if he had to say why?
maybe because kentrell enjoyed buying illegal substances from his uncle.
"boay. is you ready to settle da fuck down?"
kentrell pursed his lips together, "hell-"
"kentrell, watch yo mouth. damn tell you 'bout dat shit." she cut him off sternly and a bit rudely.
he rolled his eyes while carrying the dog food to where it went at before he walked into the house. "no mother, i'm ain't ready fa marriage. i'll neva be ready fa dat, cmon ma i'm still young." he mumbled softly, closing the door behind him and walking into the kitchen and washing his tatted hands.
"well nigga. you better get ready kentrell faster den a muthafucker, 'cause you're finna get married. even if you do or don't." she spoke sternly.
"ma-"
"'ma' my ass, your going to meet the person in a few days, he's not in chicago right now."
kentrell didn't understand why he was getting married to some random ass nigga but it was his word against his mother and she always won each time.
she ran some things around chicago she had a company and started working with mafia bosses who was popular in chicago.
they left louisiana when kentrell was fifteen and after he fully recovered from the accident.
and the boy wasn't the same after that. immediately when the boy got old enough him and his best friends joseph and ten helped him get revenge on the person who shoot him various times and killed the murder of his baby brother.
he didn't show no mercy on them, he didn't have no remorse, nor sympathy towards them.
the boy began selling small bags of weed at school for money which lead him getting suspended from schools and getting sent to multiple county around baton rouge.
to the point where they just need to move due to how much kentrell was constantly getting in trouble, that's what they exactly did as well m.
they came to chicago and moved in with kentrell grandmother til they could find a house or an apartment for kentrell since he was the proper age for him to illegally move out.
his mother already had her own home, he didn't want to share a house with her and her boyfriend, he just didn't like her boyfriend in honest because the male was weird and tried to hard.
"say wtv ma. ion care do whatchu want."
"thank you. it's a business marriage anyway so it's more 'bout business then love type marriage. alright, bye. i love you boay!"
"i luh' you too ma," he sighed before hanging up on his mother, "only fuckin 18 and she talm bout marriage. they be betta be a feminine boy or an girl 'cause imma look like a damn fool wit a nigga."
"aw trell baby. i think you look good wit a big strong man who got money." his mewmaw, miss alice laughed softly.
kentrell chuckled and shook his head, kentrell recently came out as bisexual and didn't really care about other people opinion.
he rather be with small petite boy, he preferred to be a top. he felt as if he was too masculine for being the bottom or the who's supposed to be taking the dick.
he didn't know it was crazy he was getting married for his mother business, he wants to marry for love but guess that was not an option now.
"momo. it's not fair."
"life ain't fair baby, nie c'mon get ma medicine and come watch tv wimme boy."
"must not be a man in yall eyes. y'all stay callin me dat." he muttered shaking his head before he grasping her pills out of the kitchen and pourer a a cup of water then walked into her decor living room and gently handed her medicine and water to her. "hea mewmaw."
"thank you kentrell." said miss alive before she took her medication and drunk her water behind the pills. "you such a great young man."
he smiled and nodded, "you welcome grandma. anytime fa you." he responded softly yet raspy looking at the tv and seeing she was watching a wu-tang clan tv show which was one of his favorite shows to watch about rapping.
he adored music so much, it practically kept him sane in different places and situations. he loved to write songs in his spare time.
he prayed one day he could make it out of the trenches with it, he was extremely talented and knew he was.
"i believe your husband will like that your so caring and loving."
kentrell looked at his grandma whom gave him a small smile, "yea hope he do." he said in a calm manner, returning the soft smile back to her.
𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒. kentrell woke up on the couch, he rubbed his eyes harshly and looked for his grandma but she was nowhere to be found in site which meant she was asleep in her bedroom.
he sat up and yawned as he stretched his legs and arms out his boys shook a bit he groaned deeply, "mane fuck." he uttered, biting his lip before his eyes fell onto the small letter from his grandma.
take da trash out for me, please mewmaw baby? i made you sum food in the fridge.
he nodded softly and stood up from the couch and walked into the kitchen and grasped the white trash bag off of the ground and walked to the front door.
he unlocked the door and walked outside into the dark night, closing the door behind him. his nike slides hit the ground as he walked to dumpster.
"top say you can't fuck wit us," he mumbled his lyrics, he wrote down a while ago while he stared up at the stars in the sky.
once he threw the trashed into the dumpster, he began to walk back to his house he heard a few people conversate then he felt a bad feeling in his stomach, just like that day.
"get him." he heard an unknown man rasped before he immediately felt someone come up behind him and gripped his waistline and covered his mouth with an intoxicated rag, kentrell muffled and tried out to fight the strong male grip. "get da fuc-"
"fuck up. lil folks." an chicago native whispered deeply into his ear as kentrell orbs began to get hooded and his whole body became extremely drowsy.
