My Bad Ass White Boy

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A/n: Christian with four year old Christina. Christina is 10 years old now. Nolan is 18 years old about to go to college. Christian and Jaylah in their 30's. I think 32 at this point but I'll do the math later.

10 years later

Nolan

"Mom stop." I groaned. I watched her chase one of my girls out of my house with one of dad's katana swords. The girl ran out of the house without putting her clothes on.

"You're mom is gonna kill you dude." Dad said, leaning on my doorway and eating an apple.

"Imma run away before she stabs me." Over the years, I've realized there are more than just getting beat by chanclas and belts. There are remotes (when you catch her watching bad girls club), wooden spoons (when you catch her cooking), even a monkey wrench one time (when she was in the garage one time). I tried to run but my big headed ass dad just had to stand in the way.

"I can't let you do that. You need work out more." He said. "You're finally eye level with me but I can easily snap you like a twig. Plus she's gonna kill me for letting you out of my sight."

"Dad come on. Can I get a freebie? I mean I did come out of your ball sacs." I smiled.

"Nolan." Mom was behind dad with a fist full of hair in her hands. Poor Gina. She was good at giving head. "This is the fourth time this month I caught you a skank in my damn house. Damn at least stay with same girl before you catch something."

"I'm sorry." I pouted.

"Nope, nah, nuh uh. Stop with that pouting shit. It was cute when you were four but your grown."She pointed the sword towards me. "You said that shit last week."

"Babe, cool off in the three room before you have a miscarriage from stress and anger. Imma talk to him." Dad said. She grunted and walk away. "And give me the damn sword that I spent a grand on at Conic Con." Dad came back to my room.

"Wassup with all the girls?" My dad asked.

"Nothing." I said. I put my soccer hoodie on.

"What happened to Chanel?" I snickered.

"She started free tripping over the littlest thing. I had to dump her. She got mad because I shook hands with her best friend. I thought I told you this?" He shook his head. "Well, I banged her best friend in her bed three days after we broke up." I shrugged.

"My man." He gave me a fist pump. "But still, I'm not telling you to do this now, but settle down on the girls before you catch something. I told you about being a man whore Nolan."

"But you found Mom when you were a senior in high school. I'm keeping this up until I find the right one." I said.

"She forced her emotional ass in my life when I told her I was..." He paused. He was a what?

"You was a what?" I asked.

"Um, I'll tell you when you're older." He patted my shoulder.

"Dad, I'm old enough to go to the club now." He sighed. "Were you gay?" He slapped the back of my head.

"No I wasn't gay, nor will I ever be." He said.