Saiyor POV ( 16)
10 years later
" C'mon sai" Sarai held her hand for me to grab as we were leaving the park.
" y'all had fun ?" saint asked them both and they replied with a " uh huh ".
" i wish we didn't have to go home tho." sequan mumbled walking next to saint. Me and saint both looked at each other and sighed knowing we both felt the same way.
" it's alright lil man we gon come back." saint said holding out his pinky but sequan smacked it away holding his hand out for a dap instead.
" you better dap me up like a man." quan said making his voice deeper. We all started laughing while him and saint started play fighting.
But the laughter died down once we heard gun shots. All of us ducked down with saint covering us until the coast was clear.
Eventually you heard the car tires go in the other direction so we got up. On the other side of the street there was a man laying cold dead on the ground.
" just keep looking straight !" Saint said turing everybody head to look away from the man's body.
" everybody ok ? anybody got hit?" saint asked once we were far from the body.
" Yea" All of us responded.
" ight let's go home."he said letting me and raiya walk in front of him. Once we made it to our apartment complex as usual the cops were swarming the buildings.
" What the hell happened?" I looked around to see if anyone I knew could tell me what was up but the police started to shoot due to everyone being nosey so they all scattered.
" y'all hurry up and go in the house." saint said and we all ran to the house. Right when we got up the stairs I glanced down and seen two little kids with bullet wounds all through they're little bodies.
" oh my god" i sighed shaking my head. Those was the same kids who used to hang out with Sarai and Sequan at the park.
" c'mon y'all" I opened the door for them and we all went in the house waiting on ain't to come in. Totally ignoring our drunken uncle laid out on the couch.
Once our mother kicked us out again we called the smiths and they gladly took all 4 of us in. When they approached the judge to get full custody of us they denied them since we had a stable relative who was capable of taking care of us instead of strangers.
Ever since then we've been living with our uncle moving home to home , going school to school.
" where the hell y'all been?" Uncle Charles asked waking up out his sleep.
" at the park like we do every sunday" Sequan said with a little attitude. I ain't blame em I hate this nigga more than anything.
" Nigga who you talking to?" Charles lifted himself up off the couch coming towards us but i stood in front of them so he wouldn't do anything.
" move to ass out the way for I hit yo ass too !" he gritted in my face but i still didn't move. I just stood there just hoping saint wouldn't come in.
His hand came flying across my face before I could even say anything. I didn't even hit him back because I was so used to it. So I just grabbed the twins and ran to our room locking it. Our room was a small room that we all had to share with two bunk beds and a dresser with
" Open this damn door!!" He yelled banging on the door. But me and the twins just sat against it blocking him from coming in.
This scenario wasn't new to none of us since it's happens all the time when saint was gone. Once he was done knocking we all got up at from the floor and the twins looked at each other before looking at me.
" you ok sai?" sequan asked and I nodded.
" the hell you think she got slapped cuz of you." raiya said hitting him upside his head making him mug her.
" why yo ass always gotta say some smart shit every time i say sum!"
" well you the one always saying dumb shit for me to reply wit some smart shit dumbass!"
As funny as it was i had to stop them. " Aye ! Cutt it out !" I yelled making them both stop and looking at me with sorry looks on their faces.
" y'all know the drill get the camera." I said and the twins both went different ways. While sequan went to get a ice pack , sarai went to grab the polaroid camera before snapping a picture of my cheek.
As the years went by and we got older , our uncle became abusive. But he would only hit and beat me because I wouldn't let him go anywhere near the twins.
So each time he put his hands on me I took a picture and hid it in a jewelry box from charles and saint.
" remember y'all do- Don't Tell Saint , We know!" They said rolling they eyes causing me to mug.
" I don't like y'all" I rolled my eyes at them both laughing.
- heyy y'all !
