Chapter 2

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Dmoney

"This is some real bullshit" i said passing shawn the blunt. "How she just gone spring this shit on us like that after 4 years? We aint seen the nigga since we was 16 and he came to our last basketball game. I was pissed off at this nigga and hurt at the same time. How you just leave yo kids like that, i understand Topaz was a hoe but still. Lawernce Wylds was a name that could make a nigga cry just from hearing it, and a junkie bitch want a hit all in the same sentence. He ran 80% of Atlanta's drug system right along with the Russian Cartel. Everyone knew and feared him in that mean concrete jungle. "I know its crazy af, i wanna go see him tho. What you think ?" Shawn asked."Man idk slim, shit crazy right now so maybe we can come to a conclusion on Saturday after practice". "Okay" shawn said passing the blunt back and staring off into space. I stared at him for a minute."Bruh you know im always here for you, if something is bothering you speak ya mind" I said finally breaking the silence. Shawn was quiet for a moment then finally spoke "It was that night uncle Larry showed up before our championship tournament", "When we were 16?" "Yes" Shawn nodded as he continued. "I got up in the middle of the night and went downstairs to get some water. When  i walked by your room the door was closed and mom's door was wide open but she wasn't there. I thought that was funny because she still showed up as normal to our game the next morning. But anyways when i was in the kitchen drinking i heard some loud ass arguing. So I peeked around the corner only to see dad and uncle Larry going back and forth".

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Dad:" Wtf you mean it was just another piece of pussy? That's  my wife you bitch ass nigga"
Larry:" Man that hoe aint never loved yo ass even when you got down on one knee, she been hitting me up for some dick ever since y'all got married".
Dad:"So you gone do ya own blood like that huh? No remorse that's a sad fucking shame".
Larry: "It is what it is bruh, i already said sorry. Shit i should have said something earlier but it just slipped my mind"
Dad:" I've always tried to be there for you and defend you when niggas drag ya name thru the mud, pick you up when you down bad. But this is really how it ends huh?"
Larry:"What you mean?" He asked as he watched dad pull a pistol out the huge, antique vase that had flowers sprouting from it sitting on the floor.
Dad:"I never wanted it to be like this" he said as he shot uncle Larry once in the head and once in the chest." Das Vedaanya" He said in russian before he walked off down the hallway.

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Wtf why is he just now telling me all this i thought."That explains why we never got a post card from uncle Larry who claimed he was going to Italy to be with some bitch, but on another note something aint right about this story." "Huh?" Shawn asked confused. "Yea like if you think about it everybody was in the house except mom. Like if she knew some shit was about to go down". "Hmmm" shawn said. "Whats done in the dark always comes to light" I said outloud mostly talking to myself, as i fired the blunt back up taking in this puzzling ass day.

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