Chapter Thirteen.

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*Jermanie POV*

"Mom, this is so good, this dinner is amazing" I complimented her, as me and my brother, Benji, and my sister, Robyn sat and ate our food. We were having a quiet family evening on the beach in the Bahamas. "Yeah mom, this food is so good" Robyn said, continuing to eat my mother's homemade potatoes.

 "Yeah mom, this food is so good" Robyn said, continuing to eat my mother's homemade potatoes

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Her braids were tied up in a sloppy bun, showing off her shaved off sides. Her outfit, a crop top with some overalls, exposed her piercing in her belly button. Mom hated that she even had that piercing, but seeing that my sister tells me everything, that belly button piercing is the least of her worries.
"Yeah mom, this food is delicious!" Benji complimented.

He's the youngest, only at 18, he's 5'11 with dark skin, just like mom

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He's the youngest, only at 18, he's 5'11 with dark skin, just like mom. He's really too himself, but around us he's very open and fun.
"Thank you baby boy" my mom said and he scrunched up his face. "Mom, I'm not a baby anymore, I'm 18, I'm a man" he said, hitting his chest.
"18, or 80 you still my baby boy. My Benji baby." She said. Me and Robyn laughed as Benji folded his arms like he was about to throw a tantrum. "Boy behave you ain't too old for an ass whooping either" and he unfolded his arms and we continued our meal.

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"So how's everything in New York?"  Robyn asked as she inhaled the weed, blowing it to the night sky. We were in the jacuzzi, as she was in her one pice yellow bathing suit, and I was in my red and black shorts. "Everything is great, I met this girl, Faith. She's crazy and gorgeous, I think you'll like her" I told her as we laughed. "You always had a thing for the crazies" Rob replied as she passed me the blunt. I took a deep pull, letting the weed settle in. 

"Whatever Rob" I replied and she was looking at me. "What?" I asked and she just shrugged. 

"I mean look at you. Business man.  House in New York, assuming she's beautiful, a beautiful girlfriend,  I mean you are really making  something out yourself brother"  she said and I smiled. 

"Have you gotten help with your issue yet?" She asked me, after a brief silence. I silently shook my head no. "Jerma-"

"I haven't used any in 6 months,I'm good I told you I can stop myself" I told her and she looked concerned but she let go the conversation, not letting it go further.

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