𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐲𝐧.

"say something" savion said for like the third time

this boy makes my blood boil i swear.

"nigga what you want me to say?"

"i dunno" he shrugged

i took a deep breath then pulled the car over on the side of the road.

"what the fuck is wrong with you?! you got two well off parents who spoil the shit out of you, make sure you got everything you need, and you out here stealing with your lil friends? and getting caught? at walmart nonetheless"

he sat there with his arms crossed just staring out the windshield.

"and then got the nerve to call me to come get you out that mess. now what if you didn't have me. what was you gon' do next?"

nothing.

"when we get home you're telling them" i said before starting up the car again

"what...no"

"yes, you are"

"fuck was the point of calling you if imma have tell them anyways?"

"nigga i ain't ask you to call me at damn near two in the morning to deal with your shit. i ain't your parents. i got enough to deal with already"

he and sevana are the sole reasons why i didn't want to have kids in the first place. i felt like i had already done my due diligence raising my siblings. as this moment shows, i'm not even done doing that. now i gotta do that shit all over again? with a kid i can't give back to it's parents because i am the parent. fuck.

"bruh just...please" he begged

part of me wants to chill off him because i've been his age before and i've made my fair share of mistakes. i never felt the need to steal but i did stupid shit too. worse actually. except i didn't have an older brother to come bail me out so i had to deal with our parents. being that i dealt with them i know how they can get and it's not pretty. for that reason i don't wanna be that guy.

but stepping into my parents shoes, as i will be one in a few months, i would wanna know what's going on with my son. however, at least it was me to pick him up and not a complete stranger. so that's something.

after a long and quiet ride we finally made it to my parents house. the lights in the kitchen were on indicating that somebody was up.

there goes sneaking him in.

"i ain't lying for you, tell them whatever you want" i said before turning off the car and getting out.

we walked up to the house and savion pulled out his keys to unlock it. his hand was shaking as he did so.

my parents are cool, but also strict and harsh as fuck. they used to tear my ass up when i was growing up. i'm talking bruises and welts—yeah that bad. but that was more so when they were younger and new parents so i'm not mad at it, they did their best. with savion they grew out of that and started to use less physical methods of punishment, but they still beat his ass from time to time. sevana, on the other hand, she gets princess treatment. even if my mom were to think of hitting her my dad would not go for that.