#SorryNotSorry

Chapter Two - 2000.

[Song Selection: Ms. Jackson - Outkast]

I admitted to everything I did to Tim, but I didn't get in trouble. I told them about the abuse and everything. When Tim got the medical treatment he needed after I nearly killed him, he went to jail for molesting me and raping my sister. There were also other child endangerment cases he was involved with. Hallelujah, the devil had finally been sent back to hell! Somehow my mother only got a slap in the wrist. I hated that.

"You wanna go to the mall with me Kai?" My sister asked with a cheeky grin.

Really I was like a dude magnet to Tasha and her friends. I shrugged my shoulders and followed her out of my aunt Candace's house. She took us in until the courts deemed my mom could have custody again. Because of my grandmother's health issues, she couldn't get full custody. This was the next best thing though. I loved my auntie. I didn't know then, but she would be the mother I always wanted. Her sons, Melvin and Keegan, were nice most of the time too. They essentially became my big brothers. I've always wanted brothers.

The four of us walked all the way to the mall. My cousins met up with their friends leaving me and my sister to roam.

"Shatasha and Kailar Nandin!" My sister's best friend, Shannon yelled out. She ran up to hug my sister and a girl about my age came up behind her. I've seen her at school, but she had a different home room so I never really talked to her.

"This is my little sister Samantha. Sammy this is Kailar, you already know Tasha," Shannon grinned looking at us trying to figure eachother out.

My demeanor was really on some "no new friends" type shit. My best friends were Darren and Rico. I never really had female friends. Samantha rolled her eyes at my mug and walked in front of everyone. I shrugged and walked between the older girls to get this weekend's teenager tea.

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We ended up in the food court eating Chick-Fil-A. Those waffle fries were giving me life! I'll be the first to admit my sister made me a little bit of a spoiled brat.

These dudes came up to us and one named Omari looked me dead in the eyes. He knew I didn't like him because of the way he treated my sister. He also know what I did to Tim, so he better not cross me.

"Wussup lil killa ... I mean Kai," he grinned.

My sister elbowed him in his stomach and he made himself a place at our table. He whispered something to one of the other boys and they all started to stare. I sipped my sprite and stared back unbothered. These dudes looked like some gang bangers in all blue everything.

"The fuck y'all staring at her for?" Samantha spoke up. Our sisters were distracted so they didn't really notice the staring war.

"She almost killed my uncle and got him locked up," one of the boys spoke.

"He should've kept his hands to himself then," I shrugged. "Niggas die everyday, B. Ya uncle deserved everything that happened. I could have him dead in prison with a simple phone call. Try me, my baby," I winked at Tim's nephew.

He started to jump the table, but I stood up. "You ain't gon do shit you fat ass bitch! I could kill you right this second," he hissed.

I chuckled at the way I bothered him. He was not about that life. I leaned on the table coming inches from his face, "Do it then. Have my pops, OG Kendall, on that ass. You don't want this at all."

My sister grabbed my arm pulling me from the table. Not my fault our pops was the king of Texas. He left my mama when I was five for this other lady. All her kids were teenagers when they got together, so they never had any children together. The bitch didn't like me or my sister because of that.

"Why you have to start mess with Zerric, Kai? What's gotten into you?" Tasha asked with her voice cracking. I don't know what's gotten into me. After what I did to Tim, I was simply done with being victimized. I didn't wanna be scared anymore. I wasn't scared anymore.

"Tasha, why you even care? You act like daddy gon just let something happen to us. He'll blow up Dallas if something happen to us," I pull away from her grip.

"Just don't start a war we can't finish. You're only eight, Kai. What makes you think these niggas don't want us dead just because of daddy? Now you let all the bangers know." I never thought of that. Just because Kendall was our father, we were born with targets on our back. I'll be damned if I end up on the First 48 though.