For The Love Of Quincy |Quincy Brown & KeKe Palmer

Family Sunday

Quincy.

"Aye Quinc wake up man. Shoot wit'me real quick?" I felt my brother Christian push me swear I never get to sleep for long. This niggas accent has got to be the strongest out of all of us. 

"Give me 30 ight." I mumbled with my face still buried in the pillow.

Christian never believed me, so I sat up looking at him and he nodded leaving.

Every sunday was reserved for family day so I needed to catch up on the rest I missed out on. Indeed that was my lil yungin' so I was gone get up and go out there.

Dragging myself into the bathroom, I hit the knob turning the water on letting it run while I emptied my tank. Hit the grill and the face, showered going to the closet in just my towel.  Nike shorts, wife beater and put the KD's on.

"Goodmorning Quinncyy." My three beautiful little sisters voices reminded me of an angelic choir. 

"Mornin' ladies." Hugging them I made sure to kiss all three on their foreheads. 

People were spreaded out all over this morning. Some were out at the grocery store, my other little brother was at football practice. Walking thru to the sliding door, I seen Christian playing, he could ball alone.

Shooting the ball passing it around we had smal talk here and there. My bro had a bond that couldnt nobody shake. It was a matter of time before he got his turn and would be gone leaving the house so I didnt mind. We all been the same way.

"Justin said he bringing his girl but I guess she got ha cousin wit' her." He smirked. "She dont wanna leave her alone."  

"Fuck that gotta do with me?" I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Aye just bring her, my guy. Q ova' hea' extra as hell." He chuckled into the phone. "He prolly aint get no pussay last night."

Theu just be invitin' people to my shit like they payin something? Give em' a lil leadway and they lose they damn marbles.

Back in the house, my phone layed on the dresser going off. Seeing I had hell of missed calls and messages surprised me shit I been gone for what forty-five minutes.

Bunch of lil juggs trying to see what they gone get fucked on and my mama. She text me right after saying "Go wait outside to help with the bags." Allat late shit she easnt doing so when she pulled up outside yo ass better have been right thea'. Checkin the time I dashed, that was almost five minutes ago.

I yelled everybodies name once later hearing shuffling kids running at full speed headed for the door. 

She pulled up greeting her unloading the truck and going in the house. 

Later That Day........

My family was having a good time, enjoying one another. All smiles, I was into making others happy, if they were important enough.

We would always get dressed as if we were going somewhea', sometimes we would go out, but it never was planned. Headed upstairs to take another shower and get dressed, I left before my auntie could question me anymore about my lifestyle. 

I got dressed in black leather shirt, black jeans, with my Jordan Bred 11s. Made sure the homegirl already braided me up two day prior. Cartier watch sat shinin' on my wrist, gold nugget earring dabbed with my colonge.

Taking only an hour, I was dressed ready to go. Sliding the phone in my pocket it vibrated, looking it was my lil bro.

Omw to get them rn- Jus, 7:45pm