JUST CREEPIN'

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JUST CREEPIN'

KAMARION MONTGOMERY
SEPTEMBER 23rd; SATURDAY.

BAM SWALLOWED DEEPLY, at a lost for words at the information he had just found out about right before his eyes. He swore his life couldn't get crazier.

There was no way that Pierre was saints daughter of all people. There couldn't be that many coincidences in the world. His mind was racing but the only thing he could think about was how him and Pierre would never work.

Granted they had no idea they were related, he wouldn't ever date anyone related to jourie. Not even her cousin. He didn't care what that made him, but it wasn't happening.

"I'm confused as fuck." Bam rubbed his temple feeling a headache approaching as always. He could never catch a break. He swore a weight had been lifted off his shoulders only twenty minutes earlier only for something else to happen.

"Me too, this shit is crazy as fuck." Saint had to agree with the younger boy, looking between Pierre and bam standing together. Bam literally towered over the both of him , so at first glance he didn't recognize him, but he looked just like Samir it was hard to miss.

Bam pulled out the chair next to Pierre taking a seat. He needed answers and there was no point in leaving.

Saint was never really around. He was the uncle that came around every blue moon. He had moved all over the United states within the last twenty years of his life. He wanted to experience different things.

He was a photographer, and videographer and had been since a teen, but once he graduated he became legit. He now had his own studio in texas where he finally resided.

He had lived in Georgia, louisiana, New York, Michigan, Illinois, California and New Jersey. He moved every few years, but he settled down in Texas where he got the most clientele. He was used to the south, and the population was just enough to keep business with him good.

He only visited florida around two times a year, which was Christmas and whenever he felt like it. "Uncle Saint how come we ain't know you had a kid." Bam spoke breaking Saint from his thoughts.

"Shit, i didn't know either. She reached out to me like four months ago telling me she was mine and I didn't know what to think." Saint came clean. He had no idea about Pierre until recently. Pierre nodded co-signing his story.

"When she said who her momma was and she said Cayeton I was confused as fuck. Apparently when I was in Georgia, Cayeton was living with her dad after getting out the mental hospital for whatever reason. But I didn't
Know her, and she gave me a different name. I was in a different state too so I never suspected anything." Saint explained.

"What are you trying to say?" Pierre was confused.

"No offense, I love you already and you my daughter. I'm not saying I regret you, but I would've never fucked yo momma had I known who she was." He admitted. "Yo momma jumped the fuck outta my sister years back and I wouldn't do my baby sister like that. It's nothing I can do now, it's been twenty two years since then." Saint shrugged.

Pierre smiled softly.

"But yeah bam, this only our second time meeting up in the last four months. I caught a flight out here three months ago to get a DNA test, and it came back 99.9 so yeah. She told me she wanted me to meet her boyfriend and catch up, but I never would've thought it was you." Saint licked his lips.