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now playing: summers over interlude - drake
I woke up to the sound of my doorbell ringing, and the sound of heavy knocking on my front door. I groaned and rolled over hoping whoever it was would go away. I started dozing back off and a couple minutes later my phone started buzzing from across the room.
I let out a deep breath before getting out of bed to see who was calling my phone.
I saw missed calls from my Aunt Kimberly followed by a few text messages.
Kimberly.
Come open the door!
You don't hear me knocking???
Sevyn Serai Adams!
I rushed to the front door after reading her text. When I opened the front door I saw her standing there with my little cousin Kingston.
"What's up?" I asked in a confused tone.
She ran her hand over her face before responding "I need you to watch Kingston. I'm in some legal trouble."
"It'll only be for a few days or a week tops." She explained.
"What type of legal trouble? I can't wat-"
Before I could finish explaining why I couldn't watch him she led him into the house and placed a little bag on the porch along with his carseat. She walked away ignoring me calling her name and got in her car and drove off.
What the fuck?
I stood there on the porch for a second trying to wrap my mind around what just happened.
I heard Kingston crying from inside of the house, and I rushed back into the house to figure out why he was crying.
He was sitting in the middle of the living room floor crying and I picked him up.
Oh my gosh.
I tried my hardest to comfort him, but I had never been around babies before so everything I was doing was ineffective.
He laid his head on my shoulder and I rubbed his back for a few minutes and eventually he calmed down.
I sat him on my couch and took his shoes off trying to make him as comfortable as possible. I sat on my living room floor, and started questioning why God placed me in such a dysfunctional family.
I must've been in my head for a little while, because when I glanced over at Kingston he was on the couch sleep.
I was still sleepy too, but I didn't know if it was a good idea to leave him in the living room by myself.
Mmm, he's alright.
I positioned him on the couch in a way that wouldn't let him fall off, and walked to my room and got back in the bed. I dosed off for a couple more hours until I heard screaming again.
