Keenon "YG" Jackson
I was at a lil show supportin some of the homies with Derek. Nadia and Yaya was at the house doin they own thang, girl shit.
Derek took a shot of Avíon, I grabbed the whole bottle chugging that shit like a pro. I sipped on the bottle throughout the night feeling good. I was drunk but I was aware of everything and everybody.
I nodded my head to Get Rich by RJ, Choice and Iamsu. Me and Derek chopped it up and people watched for a lil while. I spotted Mustard through a crowd of females, I had a couple words for him.
I shoved my bottle of Avíon into Derek chest walkin over to Mustard. He had a group of niggas surroundin him like lil soft ass bodyguards.
"What up nigga?" I asked makin my presence known.
"What up?" He asked like he ain't just kick his sister out and put lies into her head 24 hours ago.
"Why you talkin down on the next nigga? That's yo sister I understand I ain't gone hurt her. You tellin personal shit like a bitch nigga then you lied. You gone tell muthafuckas shit tell the whole story my nigga." I yelled over the music that was playin throughout the club.
"Ion care about nun off that shit to be honest. Yall both disrespectful as fuck. Going behind my back and shit. Fuck yall." I took that as he was saying he don't give a fuck about me, my daughter or Nadia.
"Man fuck you nigg! Yo sister ain't do shit to you. You needa kick yo gold diggin as baby momma out."
"Don't bring my baby momma in the shit G. Gone bout yo business for I throw some dirt out."
"What dirt nigga?" He fixed his mouth to speak I pulled my arm back swingin forward punchin him in his mouth, full force. He was talkin way too much shit for a nigga. He swung back catchin me in my jaw. Next thing I know everybody was yellin glass breakin all that shit. Before I could retaliate I was being dragged out the club with Derek by some buff ass bouncers.
"Some lil short ass nigga with a crocked ass Mohawk tried to jump in I fied his shit nigga." Derek said pushin the bouncer off of him. Derek wasn't no lil nigga he was the same size as the bouncer so the shit was comical.
"Good lookin bruh." I dapped him up as we walked to my car. Shit wasn't over, I'll catch Mustard fat ass another time.
"You know this shit boutta be everywhere." Derek said referrin to the media. I nodded my head rubbin my hands down my face.
"And we both bout to get in trouble by our ladies." He added.
"I'm already knowin." I mumbled, I seen Nadia mad once and a nigga was scared for his life. She was breaking everything in her path, cuss words was flowin out her mouth, everything. I promised to never to make her mad.
"You tryna smoke before we head back to my house?" I asked Derek unlockin the car doors by the keypad.
"Hell yeah! Even though Yaya gone blow my high." Derek mumbled. Him and Yaya stayed into it but they loved each other.
After 2 blunts in rotation, and grabbing somethin to snack on me and Derek was finally pulling up to my house.
Derek stayed outside waiting for Yaya, I walked up the steps, takin the key out unlockin the door.
"Is that you Mayweather!" I heard Nadia yell soon as I stepped foot in the foyer.
"Damn!" I mumbled swingin at the air closin the door behind myself. The media quick with this shit the fight happened less than 30 minutes ago.
"Y-yeah." I yelled back lingerin into the foyer.
"Well girl I'm bout to go I gotta go handle Derek stupid ass." I overheard Yaya tell her while I stood in the foyer scared to walk further into my house.
Yaya walked into the foyer jumpin at me, I stepped back flinching. She shook her head laughin. "Pussy!" She mumbled walkin out the front door. Usually I'll have something to say but I ain't, I was focused on Nadia and if she was gone kill me for fightin her brother.
"Nah Derek you know yo stupid ass on probation you go back to jail. I'm not bailing you out." Yaya yelled. I walked out to the door cracking it a lil bit poking my head out. Yaya had one hand on her back and the other pointin in Derek face.
"B-baby!" I Derek plead I shook my head laughin.
"Ion know why the fuck you laughin for. You too fuckin old for that bullshit. Fighting at the club? Come on Keenon." She said my first name I was prepared to get cussed out.
"Man the nigga was disrespectin you and me. I wasn't finna sit there and take that shit."
"You could've handled that shit in a private manner." She shook her head folding her arms across her chest. I walked over to her pullin her in for a hug.
"Go get in the shower you smell like weed, liquor, burnt weave and cheap perfume." She said denyin my hug.
"You mad at a nigga?" I asked her as she lead the way up the staircase.
"No but you're in trouble so stop touching me. I should make you sleep in another room."
"You got me fucked up." She looked at me over her shoulder with her eyebrow raised.
"Excuse me?" She asked standin in the doorway of the room.
"I mean that's bogus you know I love wakin up with you in my arms." I smiled pulling her into my by her ass.
"That's what I thought. Look at your face." She whined examinin it. Shit hurt but I wasn't gone tell her that.
"I'm good."
"You ain't made squabbled with yo brother."
"No. You need to stop fighting though. That's your second fight in two weeks." She mumbled climbin into the bed. "Can you hurry in the shower?" I nodded my head grabbin headin to the bathroom closin the door behind myself.
Dijon McFarlanes
"So you got your ass beat at the club?" Chanel asked assumin. "That's what you get for kicking your little sister out." She mumbled placin a bag of ice on my lip.
"I ain't get my ass beat!" I mumbled, it was hard to talk because my lip was swollen and this bag of ice was in the way.
"I'm pretty sure YG ain't at home getting treated for his injuries Dijon." I snatched the bag of ice out of her hands standin up from the closed toilet.
"Nadia ain't like you anyways." I mumbled pickin up bloody tissues and shit like that. I ain't understand why she was upset I kicked her out.
"Really? That's beside the point Dijon. That's your blood, she has nowhere to go. She's working on herself and getting things together. You've probably would've taken the car you wanted to buy her. Don't forget you forced her to come to California! Then you kick her out on her ass?"
"She can go live with that nigga for all I care. I was just helpin her ass out." She shook her head walkin out of the bathroom slammin the door behind herself.
I don't feel like I gotta explain shit to nobody what happened between me and my sister is between us. She ain't respect my wishes so I put her ass out, simple! I don't regret shit I did, she probably don't regret fucking with my best friend. For him to go as far as fightin me was bullshit. I see where muthafuckas loyalty lie now.
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