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James POV
James MM
FLASHBACK
" Jamie take your sister out back while i talk to.your father for a minute." My grandmother said. " That nigga ain't my father he just another ni..." WAP I was hit in my head with a spoon she was using to cook. I just walked away shaking my head. I hated him this nigga always popping up and leaving as he pleased. After my mom died from child birth of my sister he left and popped in.and out. He needed to stay gone. I felt like he blamed Izzy for it. How tf.it's her fault? She didn't plan this. " Jamie!!" My grandmother called. "Yeah Ma"
" your FATHER needs to speak to you" She said giving me a stern look and putting emphasis on the word father. " look son..." i looked at him, "look James, i have AIDS and I've had it for quite some time i just want u and your sister to spend my last days wit me." My grandmother wiped the tears i didn't even know had fallen. I walked out the house and slammed the door i was pissed this nigga here fuck him and his AIDS. He never cared for me why care for him?
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" JAMIE GET CHO BABY FOR I BEAT HER ASS!" My ratchet ass baby.mother said. She was a mistake that helped me make a beautiful baby girl who was no.mistake but a blessing. " Come here nana come to daddy." I said to my two year old daughter her birthday was in three more months and my baby momma was bugging me constantly. " I'm leaving I'll be back round 8 to get her. I nodded my head not once taking my.eyes off of nana. My phone began to rang looking down at the phone i smiled. My brother from another mother was calling. He wanted to know if.I'd double date with him and his new friend Shy from the club. I.told him yea gimmie the location and id be there in a hour. I.was all.for taking things slow after being with this broad. I walked away with Nana wobbling behind me to.shower and head out. I was in no rush for love but i did believe in soul mates so if i had to wait i would. I just hope he ain't setting me up with no ugly broad.

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