1 month later
November 2nd
Amari
We was at my OG funeral. My emotions were extra fucked up today. And of course they want me to say something. Tyrone just finished.
"And Now A Few Words From The Granddaughter. Amari Jordan." The preacher called.
I stood up from the bench and walked up to the podium.
"Goodmorning Everyone." I sniffed. They said good morning back.
"Aretha Was My OG, I felt like we was so much alike. When my mother die--"
"IM RIGHT HERE!"She yelled.
"Shhhh.......Your Dea-DUH!" I still didnt let that go. If She can hide for 5 Years I can hold a grudge for how long I want.
"Back to Grandma. When she was alive she always asked from them dang Cookies. You couldnt come in that house without them cookies." I chuckle making a few people laugh.
"When she went back in rehab My brother and I didnt know each other, but we knew our grandmother. She was all we really had growing up. So Ima Miss Her. Thank you." I went back over to Lucas and he kissed my forehead. I put my shades on a dozed off I couldn't help it.
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Once the funeral was over, Lucas lightly shook me.
"C'mon Mari, We got to get back in the Limo to the burial site." I nodded standing up as he leaded me to the Limo.
It was Me, Harmony, Lucas, and Mike. The others had to take they cars.
Once we got in everybody looked all sad and what not.
"So after the burial then what?" Mike said.
"FOOD." Me and Harmony chimed following by laughter.
"Yall So F--" Lucas and Harmony Was signaling him not to say the F word.
"Yall So Funny." He said with relief.
"Nice Save. But Mari what you did with Monica body?" Lucas said looking down on me.
"Oh I had them put her in a spinny chair, with a note that said 'Checkmate Bitch~ A' on the porch of the burning building. Made Mindy drop Diamond off and Vióla." I said with a smile. Harmony high five me.
"Yall So Damn Evil!" Lucas said.
"Fuck up and yall will be next." Harmony said side eyeing them.
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After the reception Lucas and I decided we were going to go back home and paint the nursery Im going on my 3rd Trimester so better to do it now.
So right now I was painting my baby girl side and he was painting his baby boy side. We are very competitive
"Your side gon look like shit compared to mine." He said bragging over on his side
"Nigga We both can't draw. Well no I can draw a little better." I said dipping my brush in paint. He turned around a screwed his face.
"I can! I stick people be on point, yo heads be looking lopsided and shit." I reasoned he just smacked his teeth.
"Ight Watch My Baby Boy Shit Gon Be Raw." He said as he continued to paint. I struggled to get up and once I did I kicked his paint lightly making it tip over.
"Oops." I said but he quickly whipped the paint brush and it got on my leg
"Oops." He said back with a smirk. I decided the bathroom could wait.
