Friday September 1st 1991
Dre,
''My baby!'' My mom squealed.
''Hey mama. I missed you so much.'' I said pulling her in for a hug.
''I missed you too sweetie.'' She said hugging me back.
''So how you been doing mama?'' I asked her.
''Pretty good, even better now that my baby is free.'' She smiled at me.
I smiled back. ''I love you mama.''
''I love you too Andre.'' She grabbed my face and kissed my cheek. ''Now come inside and get some food in your stomach.''
''Damn I haven't had a home cooked meal in forever.'' I followed her inside the house, shut the door and locked it behind me.
''You finally home now huh?'' I heard someone say.
I looked in the next room and saw that dumb ass nigga Leonard sitting on the couch. And if ya'll wondering who this bitch nigga is he's my mom's old boyfriend who I can't fuckin stand and I hope she not back with this dried ass prune cause I don't like him and I never fuckin will.
''Nigga why the fuck is you here?'' I asked walking up to him.
''I'm your stepfather.'' He responded putting his crusty ass feet up on the table.
I smacked his feet down. ''Fuck you mean you my stepfather?''
''I married your mother last year so I'm your stepfather now.'' He smirked and put his feet back up on the table.
''Oh hell naw, Mama come here!'' I yelled.
She came running into the front room. ''What's wrong sweetie?!''
''You married this bum ass nigga while I was locked up?''
She sighed. ''Sweetie I was lonely and he was the only person there for me. I'm so sorry honey.''
I shook my head. ''I can't fuckin believe this shit! You married this crusted ass prune just cause you was lonely? Mama you need to be with somebody you actually love and you know you don't love this nigga!''
He got up off the couch. ''You better watch your fuckin mouth!'' He shouted.
"Nigga shut the fuck up and sit cho old ass down!'' I shouted back, and then pushed him back down on the couch.
''Alright that's enough, Can you two just stop it please?'' She asked us.
''Verna I'm not doing anything wrong. I just told him to watch his mouth cause I'm his stepfather now and he's gonna have to learn how to respect me.'' He said putting his crusty ass feet up on the table again.
''He doesn't have to respect you if your not gonna respect him and get your feet off of my damn table!'' She said smacking his feet down.
He sucked his teeth and put his feet back up on the table. ''Please I paid for this muthafuckin table so I can put my feet on it if I fuckin want too!''
Fuck is this nigga smoking on cause last time I checked my mama paid for everything in this fuckin house.
I snatched the table from under his feet. ''Nigga she said get cho crusty ass feet off the table so keep them fuckin bunions off the table that SHE paid for!''
He stood up and got in my face. ''You better put my muthafuckin table back down boy!''
''And you better get the fuck out my face before I beat the fuck outta you!'' I shouted in his face.
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