For The Love Of Quincy |Quincy Brown & KeKe Palmer

The Step-Up Stress

How's everyone doing?

One thing, um, this story is NOT based on the movie Brotherly Love, nor is it anything like it. For the most part Im using these people's real names except KeKe. So please yall dont compare it to that cause its not, even tho June and "Chris" was something sexy in that movie lol. No yall.

Anyways on to the story...

~ PrettyPersuae.

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[Quincy.]

"I'a be thea' in bout forty-five minutes."

We agreed and ended the call. I was going to go back to my moms house to get Chris and his shit. My dad had gotten dates added on to his tour, but Christian shit was out. He came back and put tips on heem' and took all his shit. So as of now, he gone be living with me for next bout three to four months. Wheneva' pops comes back, then thats that.

Walking around my house, looking for my keys I cant find them. Like literally, I dont know where I sat them at muthafuckas.  Aaliyah downstairs with Chase feeding him and I gotta go. I dont wanna be held up in no damn traffic cause thats not the B.I. Putting on my hoodie, I go downstairs to look for them again. At the end of the hallway they sat right there at the beginning of the stairs, which meant Chase had them.

"Babe, you good? Im finna get Chris."

"Yea, Im fine."

"Aight, I dont know how long its gone take me but I hope not dat long." I stress.

Walking over she kisses me, "Baby go."

I nod and go over to Chase.

"Lil man, watch moms for me ok."

"We go bye bye?" He tilted his head to the side.

"Nah man, just me this time. You got me tho?"

"Got me tho." He said back. I chuckled and kissed his forhead, I know what he meant.

"Bae, come lock the door."

I leave and I hear the locks turn.

.

"Is you ready?" I say walking in his room. 

He just mugged me.

"I could really give two fucks bout that mug shit. Ya already tha' deal." I say going to find my mama.

"Hii Quincy." D'lila, Jessie, and Chance say in unison.

"Hey ma'ladies." I hug and kiss all of them.

"Whea' mama?"

"In the room." They said and I leave them there.

"Ma!"

"Yes boo."

"Im finna head out, Im waitin' on him to come downstairs."

"Alright. Thanks baby."

"No need to thank me. We got the same mama, and his ass most definitely wont be disrespecting anyone nomo'."

About ten minutes later his scrawny ass was headed downstairs. He had an attitude but he should of thought about the shit before he tried to pull a fast one. Dont nobody got time fa' shit like that. My mama got enough on ha plate right now and I'd be damned hea' his ass go trippin. He started walking to the door, like he aint forgot shit. Wrong.