misguiding the youth, but long as i know the truth" ~rod wave
"girlllllll, you know he ain't shit so, i don't know why you still wait around for that nigga." i heard my bestfriend janaria's voice project from the speakers of my phone as i roll my eyes.
"cause he's my babyfather what did you expect nari?" i said annoyed at the conversation.
"that man is no good. he is teaching his 14 year old cousin how to spin opp blocks." nari stated with worry in her tone.
"so? that's life now. you either die young or end up in jail as a black male." i responded with fax.
"you're not seeing the bigger picture though. you want your daughter to grow up knowing her dad could possibly be in jail or dead?" she shrugged and raised her eyebrow.
"it's not always like that. my daddy been doin it and i grew up with him in my life. jai grew up with this shit in his life. our dads are business partners and we both still have our dads." i said going into sum slightly deep shit knowing it's gon get her to stop talking bout it.
"okay yaz, but since he getting demii tonight, lemme put you on a blind date." my ears perked up. THIS IS MY TYPA LUH SHYTTTT.
"of course, you can put me on a blind date just make sure he's fine and got manners." i said celebrating as demii turned the volume on bluey up, trying to drown out me n nari.
"AYYY LIL GIRL. IF YOU DON'T TURN THAT TV DOWN I KNOW SUM." i yelled at demii but knowing she's as sassy as me, i was going to get a response.
"can you use your airpods, assum?" she semi-yelled, rolling her eyes.
"girl, stop playing with me before i connect this airbelt to your ass." i said staring her down.
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Rastgelea urban story about a woman and daughter and how they develop through the hard times they were presented.