Asia POV
I dried my body off before Shea butter on body. My aunt walked in my room. I put my pink sweat suit on. "Aunt you good ?" I asked her whipping my hair. "Baby, I spoke to your father today." My aunt. Father ? Lol. Nah I ain't got one. My aunt and mother raised me before she passed and my aunt stilling raising me even though I am 18 years old. "What dead beat wanted ?" I asked. "You wanted to talk to you." "Talk to me about what ? We ain't got nothing to talk about." I said texting on my phone. "Call him 1(718)325-1919." I'm going put my pride aside and call the dead beat he need to know how I felt growing up with out a father. "Hello who this ?" The man asked. "I'm calling to speak to Robert Brown." I said. "This is him, who I am speaking to ?" Robert asked. "Asia." I said dryly. "Hey Asia this a bad time right now, can you call me back later or we can go out to eat later ?" Rob asked. "We can go out to eat dead beat." I hung up. Who do he think he is ? He is the reason I push boys away. Robert and Tink texted me.
Robert : " Dead beat " really ? We will talk about that later but what time you want me to come get you ?
Me : Yea really but like you said we will talk about that later and whatever time your not " busy " just come get me but before 10pm
Tink : Come with me
Me : Where ?
Robert : 8pm sounds good
Me : Fine with me.
Tink : To see Johnathan.
Me : What time cause I have things to do today.
Tink : 10pm
Me : Hell no I already can't stand his friends or him
Tink : PLEASES BAE !
Me : Ask Sammy sorry bae
Tink : Alright whatever
I ain't text back I know Tink mad but I don't care. I turned on my TV and laid down. "Asia, you need to start helping out I haven't been feeling good lately." My aunt said. My aunt in her late 35's but she act 72. "Okay lady." I said. My aunt just walked out my room. I miss spending time with my aunt, we haven't spent time in a while. I started drafting off to sleep.
Jahmeek POV
I pulled up to my grandmother house. My grandma wanted to get the family back together but every time try somebody always ended up crying and fighting. "JAHMEEK!" Kiara yelled jumping in my arms. "Stop yelling but wassup shawty." I smiled. Kiara weak spot was my smile. "Stop it." She softly hit me. "I see ain't nothing changed." I said. "I guess not." Kiara smiled. "What you been up to ?" I asked rapping my arm around her shoulder. "Getting my life together, staying away from the people who do me no good." Kiara said. "I'm in school again and I have a job." Kiara added. "That's good." I smiled. Kiara was wild when she was younger she loved the hood life and always being in the mix so for her to change life over I am really proud of her. "Let me take you out my treat." I said. "After your birthday then you can take me out but for now let me spoil you." Kiara said. "We out to the block." I said. "You staying there or just saying hey ?" Kiara asked. "Just saying wassup to everybody." "Alright." We started walking. Don't go to the block. No ! No ! No ! I still walked to the block anyways.
"Wassup nigga." Ash slapped my head. "Eww this bum bitch." Kayla mumbled. Before I could say anything Kiara punched her. They really pissed her off. The rest of the girls started jumping in and Sammy just sat there and laughed like it was a joke. The boys and I broke up the fight before the cops came. I gave daps and left the blocks. I wasn't felling the girls vibe it made me look at them different too. We stopped at the store before we want inside my grandmother building. Everybody was already around the table. "Hey grandma." I hugged and kissed her forehead. "Hey baby." She kissed me back. I helped my mother and aunts sat up the table. My grandmother gave out the food. Before we ate our food everybody washed they hands. "I have somethings to tell everybody." My grandmother spoke. We all looked her way. "I will......"
"Everybody I have something to tell you but before I say it I need you all to come together and get along." My grandmother said. "I want to the hospital yesterday and the doctor told me I will paying a visit to God soon." My grandmother said. 'Paying a visit to God' repeated in my head over and over.
