Beauty and the beast

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       "I wanna know everything it is to know bout you." Glock said as he laid back, resting his head on his arms. "Hm okay." I laid down, resting one arm on his chest and laying on it. "I'm obsessed with animals, I love anime, my favorite colors are pink and orange, ummm my birthday is August third-." "Man hold the fuck on, stop lying!" "Huh what you mean? Lying bout what?" I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him.

         "Yo birthday really August third?" "Yeah why?" "Cause that's my birthday." He laughed. "No fucking wayyyy." I laughed too. "Well bless yo heart pumpkin." "What you mean bless my heart?" He scrunched his face up. "Cause if we still know each other that's gone be a real expensive day for you." "Trust me, I'm already knowing." He laughed while shaking his head. "Alright tell me more."

        "Okay my favorite artist is Rod Wave, I think I know all his songs. I love candy, my favorite food is lasagna, I'm absolutely terrified of heights and scary movies, my favorite movie is Parent trap and I think that's it. Sorry if I ain't do a good job, I ain't have to introduce myself to nobody in yearssss." "Nahh baby you did good. Ight so boom you know my birthday, my favorite color yellow, I'll fuck some tacos up, my favorite movies is Paid in full and Dumb and dumber, I was raised by my grandma and auntie and I had stayed out in Memphis where my people from a lil bit."

"I was raised by my daddy and Mimi and Jade's parents." "For real?" "Yup like I said my momma took off when I was ten so they moms made sure they took me in so I could have female role models to look up to." "That sound like my situation, my daddy in my life but the nigga was never real a father. He did and came around when he wanted to, my only real male figure was my big brother."

"Something else we got in common, we both got a dead beat parent." I shook my head and he snickered. "No lie my momma raised us too but when I was bout eleven or twelve she got locked up. Like I told you she used to do everything, got caught going up the road popping checks and caught fifteen years in the feds. I understand she had to do what she had to do but sometimes I wish she would've just found another way." He sighed. "I'm sorry to hear that." I softly caressed his chest.

"When I was little I wanted to work with kids. I didn't know what specifically but I just knew I wanted to help them, save them actually. When I was a kid I went through some traumatic stuff and I desperately wanted somebody to save me. I just wanted to save them how I wanted somebody to do me." I changed the subject so he didn't get sad. "When I was lil I wanted to be a football player."

"You know how to play football?" Amusement written all over my face. "Hell yeah and I was good too." "Well what happened?" "I got locked up my senior year, I was involved in a shoot out." "Aww man." I pouted. "Yup but it what it is, God do everything for a reason. Maybe the shit wasn't meant to be." He shrugged. "You absolutely right." "But yeah when I got out my grandma sent me to Memphis to stay with one of my other aunties for a lil minute." "So when you say yo grandma raised you, which one?" "My momma mom."

"They moved down here from Memphis when my momma was in high school. My other grandma looked out for me too though no lie. She the reason I know my sister. My momma and Mani momma wasn't fucking with each other at all and our daddy ain't make it no better. But my grandma made sure not to involve us in the shit. My daddy really ain't care cause he a ole inherited ass bitch who just fucked on hoes and threw money they way whenever."

"Not ole inherited ass bitch." I laughed. "Yeah his people own they own restaurants so they got money. That's how he got all them big ass houses and shit. He think giving us material shit gone make up for him being a dead beat so he just threw me some houses and shit but dat shit don't mean nothing to me. Now he be wanting to be a daddy boy that's dead! I ain't no lil ass boy ion need no daddy."