WHO ARE YOU?

Chapter Nineteen

Tylor POV

" Again, what are you doing here?" I asked him calmly this time as I turned to face him.

The expression on Gabby's face is fucking my head up right now, I had to turn around.  I hate that worried look and I hate it even more when I'm the cause of it. I didn't want to ruin her trip, but seeing his face right now got my shit boiling.

" Come on sweetheart, let's give them some privacy so that they can talk, and I mean actually talk." My grandma said to Gabby as she gave us a stern look.

I watched them walk out of the kitchen before I leaned over, resting my arms on the kitchen island trying to keep myself calmed. I rubbed my right hand down my face aggressively as I felt my nose starting to flare up again. I needed a blunt right now and a nigga dont even smoke. I sat up and proceeded to walk to the back patio to get some fresh air.

" Son, please let me talk to you." He said as he grabbed my arm.

" Again, you don't have the right to call me that and can you please remove your hand off me before I do some shit YOU may regret, respectfully." I said, giving him direct eye contact.

I was trying my hardest to respect my grandparents' home, but I was livid right now and I blame my grandma for this. She is always trying to play peacemaker and think she knows what's best for this family and I know she means well, but damn I can't catch a break. Every day I'm stressed the hell out worrying about my moms, hoping I don't lose her before I can even get a chance to make her proud. I've been trying to get my grades and maintain my spot on the football team, but It's hard man. On top of that Chris nut ass at school has been testing me lately and i'm ready to release all this anger on his ass and this tall, funny looking nigga in front of me.

" Okay you're right, but can you just give ya old man five minutes of your time? I promise I'll be quick and I'll leave right afterwards." he said, releasing my arm and stepping back.

I stood there for a second thinking about the conversation Gabby and I had in the car last night. I was quick to preach about how people will completely judge a person off some shit they've done, but never really get to know them on a deeper level or interested in knowing why they present themselves in that way. Now look at me, not even wanting to be around bull or let him get his words out.

That's some of our problems today, we don't practice what we preach. We know the right things to do and the humble way to go about things, but we still choose negatively and still choose to learn the hard way. Life would be a little earlier for us if we just listen to that little positivity in our heads and not let the devil win.

" Ard man, go ahead, talk." I said as I took a seat at the stool.

He took a seat across from me with his head hanging low

" You used to tell me when I was young to always look a man in the eyes no matter what the situation is. Have enough respect for me and sit up and talk." I said to him

" I'm happy I was able to teach you something right." He said as he sat up straight and continued talking.

" I'm not gonna sit here and make excuses or sugar coat anything. First I want to apologize for leaving you and your sister completely a year and a half ago and not being present in y'all's lives as much growing up because I was barely home. The streets got the best of me and I should have been a real man and chosen his wife and children. All i knew was the fast life and fucking any female walking if they let me. I thought that was what made me a man, but I was wrong. Leaving yall the way I did haunts me everyday. You think hearing your mom cry or watching her go in and out of deep depression didn't get to me? Because it did. I was just a coward and ignored it. I choose to leave so that she can get better because I knew she deserved better." He said to me.