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Twenty more months til I get out dis Bitch. Dats less than two years now.
I'm missing my family like crazy , dis is wild. My baybeh come and see once every other week. She bring da girls and the twins sometimes.
Breeze and Cj come through like every week in ever wifey ain't coming and Trish and Sneaks do every weekend.
I love my family man. I honestly thought they was gonna forget about me being locked in here and shit. But when they loyalty runs deep why doubt it. I guess dat Trigga shit still got me fucked up.
Breeze was telling me about how he ran into his mama a couple weeks ago and how she was saying Trigga seen us as family and we were always be sons to her.
Couldn't break the news to her that her son was a disloyal ass nigga I'll just let dat rest...for now.
My son and daughter getting big as fuck doe. Sammy keep me stacked with pictures doe making sure I don't miss anything and I appreciate her for dat.
"Raines you got a visitor !" I heard Officer Carter yell out to me.
He one of da niggas dat arrested me in da hospital but he cool. He make sure a Yungin' straight in here.
Hopping down from da top bunk , I turned my back facing da wall so he could cuff me.
Notice my wrist were cuffed , he placed his hand on my shoulder leading me to the visiting hall.
"I aint know Sammy was coming today."
"It aint her Yungin"
I frowned my eyebrows looking over at him.
"One of my boys ?"
He shook his head.
Who da fuck is it then ?
I stayed quiet until we reached the hall. Carter un-cuffed me and told me my visitor was at table 3.
Looking around I saw da number three taped onna wall beside a tanle. Whoever was sitting there had their back to me.
I took my time walking up to them , rubbing my hands through my hair dat grew out.
As I go closer my nerves stared to get da best of me. I guess whoever is was heard my coming because they started to turn around.
"Oh fuck nah." I mumble.
But loud enough for her to hear me.
"August baybeh how are you ?"
She stood up reaching for a hug but I stuck my arm out keeping distance between us.
"Aye Carter I don't want dis visit man take me back to my cell !"
"August please I'm still your mother."
"Mother ? Ha You don't even know what it means to be one of those."
She dropped her head in shame before taking a deep breath.
"Please August I just wanna talk."
"Yungin' you still wanna go." Carter said to me.
I looked from back to my mama then sighed.
"Stay close man I don't know how long dis visit gonna be."
He nodded taking his place back up against the wall.
I looked at her with disgust.
Taking my seat across from her as she sat back down I crossed my arms over my chest.
"How you know I was locked ?"
"I ran into your lul girlfriend-"
"Fiancé." I corrected her.
"Fiancé ? When did dat happen ?"
"Doesn't matter. Where did you see her at ? She ain't say nothing to me bout it."
"At Walmart yesterday she told me you were in here."
I haven't talked to Samir since da day before yesterday so understandable.
"Those two babies she had with are , are they yours ?"
I mugged her.
Fuck type of question is dat ? If i just said she my Fiancé fuck you think.
Breathe August before you jump across dis table.
"Dat aint got nothing to do with you. What you want ? Why you coming to see me ?"
"It has everything to do with me August. I would like to know if I'm a grandmother."
"Cut da bullshit Lisa. You got a whole lotta grand kids running around here. Three of them you don't even fuckin' speak too so Imma ask you again , what you want and why you coming to see me ?"
I could tell she her getting irritated with me but I didn't give a fuck.
"I want to fix things between us August. I miss my son."
"More bullshit."
"It's not bullshit August I miss you."
"Why now ? Why you miss me now ?"
"I've always missed you."
"Stop lying man. You put me out when I was sixteen and ain't fucking look back."
"You disobeyed me August ! What was I suppose to do ?"
"Stand up for me !!! Look at da bigger picture !!!! Dat nigga put his hands on me , YOUR SON !!!!"
"Raines calm down." I heard Carter say.
I took a couple deep breaths before placing my hands over my face.
"I was your son and you put dat nigga before me. Aye nigga who ain't mean shit to nobody but you. Now you wanna say you miss me , I got shot mama and you couldn't say two words to me."
"What was I suppose to say August ? I came I showed my face."
"Say anything ! And you only came because Mel got killed , didn't give a fuck about me and don't try sit there and feed me bullshit about how it's not true."
Something in me wanted her to deny it. Tell me that she cared , dat she was really there for me.
But she never said anything.
I refuse to let her see me cry , motioning Carter to come get me.
After cuffing me he walked me to the back.
"Some people just aint meant to be mothers Yungin'. My moms wasn't shit either my pops raised me." Carter said to me.
I didn't even respond I just kept walking.
God please let this time go by fast I need my family.
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Okay babies how yall feel about August's mom coming to see him ?
Do you think she really miss him and want to fix things or is it something more to it ?
