Brother Lovin

2. Bad attitude

Hey how are y'all? I'm getting sick.

Enjoy

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I woke up to Logan yelling at my father, I stormed down there. In only my sweatpants. "Logan!" I hollered he turned red hot mad "stay out of this." Logan said turning back to my dad who was pissed. "No." I said coming between them. "This is my father your yelling at. I ain't about to let you do that!" I said growing angry.

"What is the deal?" I asked my father "I won't let him fuck his girlfriend" I turned back "bruh really go to her house if you wanna bang the chick, beat the system, but now that your yelling at my dad. You are one step away of getting punched. This is bullshit. You need to stop." I said and Logan grabbed my collar.

"You don't tell me what to do." My father stepped up I put my hand on logans face and slapped the shit out of him "and you don't lay a hand on me! The next time you yell at my father I'll beat your ass." I walked out. Going back to my room. He has a such a bad attitude.

I popped my earbuds in and played Travis Scott antidote. "Don't you open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote
Poppin' pills is all we know
In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!)
Don't go through the front door (Through the back!)
It's lowkey at the night show
So don't you open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote" I sing/rap.

I was walking down the hall "I'm going for a walk" I say quickly and walked out the house. Logan was out there with his girl. Who eyed me seductively. "Yeah) Party on a Sunday (That was fun!)
Do it all again on Monday (One more time!)
Spent a check on a weekend (Oh my God!)
I might do it all again (That's boss shit)
I just hit a three peat
Fucked three hoes I met this week (Robert Horry!)
I don't do no old hoes (Oh, no, no!)
My nigga, that's a no-no (Straight up!)
She just want the coco (Cocaina!)
I just want dinero (Paper hunting!)
(Wait) Who that at the front door?
If it's the feds, oh-no-no-no (Don't let 'em in, shhh)"

I walked past them and got on the sidewalk. His girl is a slut. It's that obvious, and he don't notice it.

"Don't you open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote
Poppin' pills is all we know
In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!)
Don't go through the front door (In the back!)
It's lowkey at the night show

At the night show
At the night show (Higher)
At the night show
Ooh, at the night show (Get lit my nigga)
Ooh, at the night show

Anything can happen at the night show
Everything can happen at the night show
Ooh, at the night show
Anything can happen at the night show
Ooh, at the night show
Ooh, your bitch not at home, she at the night show
Ooh (Straight up!), fuckin' right, ho
Ooh, had to catch a flight for the night show
Ooh (I stun!), let's get piped though
Bottles got us right though, we ain't sippin' light though
I ain't got no type though
Only got one night though, we can do it twice though
It's lit" I continued with my musical talent I chuckled. Musical talent, bah.

"At the night show
Ooh, at the night show
At the night show
Ooh, at the night show
At the night show
Everything can happen at the night show
Ooh, at the night show
Anything can happen at the night show

Stackin' up day to day, young nigga
You know you gotta go get it, go get it, my nigga
They hatin', they stinkin', they waitin'
Don't be mistaken, we dyin', they stayin'
Lord I'm on fire they think that I'm Satan
Callin' me crazy on different occasions
Kickin' the cameraman off of my stages
Cause I don't like how he snappin' my angles
I'm overboard and I'm over-impatient
Over my niggas and these kids my ages
Dealin' with Mo' shit that's more complicated
Like these two bitches that might be related
H-Town, you got one and you Bun B like a number one
It's late night, got a late show
If you wanna roll, I got a place where

Poppin' pills is all we know
In the hills is all we know (Hollywood!)
Don't go through the front door (Through the back!)
It's lowkey at the night show
So don't you open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote"

After I was done I found the mall. Boom. My dad did give me some money to spend on some new clothes. I was dressed obviously. I walked into one of the many stores. I got me faded jeans that is ripped at the knees, regular pair of faded jeans, Travis Scott shirt, black shirt, combat boots, and Jordan's.

After I paid for it. I went to have lunch. Big mistake ever! I saw one of my ex boyfriend, who happened to just be playing a trick on me when he asked me out. He turned and looked and met my eyes, and I glared. I got up and threw my half eaten lunch away.

By the time, I got out of subway he grabbed my arm "get off of me!" I said yanking my arm. "Clayton." Gage said "no don't talk to me, let me go." I said as he still held on to me. He lied to me, he don't need to be around me. He finally let go of my arm, and I ran out with my bags.

I ran about a mile, two miles before my house. I took a breath to calm me down, that damn idiot thinks he can just lay a hand on me. I looked down on my arm and his hand print is still pretty evident on my forearm. "God damn it" I whispered to myself.

I walked up the driveway "Clayton, what happened?" Logan asked oh so now he'll be nice. "Nothin." I said bluntly and walked away. "Son." My father stopped me and grabbed my arm. "What happened." Might as well tell him "father come to my room. I have something very very important to tell you" I said.

He finally got there after I left the dining area. This is it where I tell him I'm gay. And the back story of my ex Gage.

"Okay father please don't hate me and if you do I'll go find me a place to live." I started off he looked confused "how do I say this...? I'm gay. I like guys. And this bruise on my arm was from my ex boyfriend Gage. I broke up with him two months ago, when I found out he has been lying about loving me lying about being gay, to make a laugh with his friends. I saw him today at the mall, so that's how that happened. And yeah." I said nervously shaking my foot.

He looked at me and smiled "that's okay Clayton, my best friend Adams is gay, I don't have a problem with it. Now I have a problem with your ex. The next time he lays a hand on you, my son, I'll personally kick his ass." Dad said I smiled "I'll be glad to let you." With that we hugged.

"Man son I wished in my time I had good fashion sense." My dad said as I pulled out my clothes. "Dad.. do tell." I said looking up at him, he laughed "okay button up shirt normal yes I know, khaki shorts pulled up to my chest, and black suspenders, glasses, and brown shoes." Dad said and I looked at him.

"Dad was you a nerd?" I asked "unfortunately, yes I was." He said scratching his arm "I don't know how your mother liked me, I was such a nerd. I was so good at everything I did. I barely had friends. Adams was the only friend I trusted. I studied more than I did athletics. I was bullied yes that was true, again. But I wasn't the typical nerd. When I was bullied I fought back. Sasha was the school's captain cheerleader, but she fell in love with a school nerd. God bless her soul, ha like he would even. But be yourself son, that's the way i was. I stayed myself" he said.

"Dad." I said "thanks for everything. I know you haven't been in my life much. But I'm glad you were in some of it. Even now. I'm glad your not doped out on drugs, I'm glad your a wealthy successful person." I said and he smiled and pulled me into a hug. "And I'm glad your my biological son, had to say it like that or Mr grouch would yell." I chuckled "yeah I'll teach him some manners and shit" I said.

"Son language, joking I don't care." He said "oh my gosh," I said "trying to be like the cool kids huh dad?" He shrugged "maybe." He smiled and walked out. I saw Logan again with his girlfriend. Gag. Throw up. Puke. Dying. Dead. She is a huge slut.

I put away my clothes, they still haven't talked to me about school yet. I went and showered and brushed my teeth. This will be a long week, if i have to deal with attitude. Bad attitude I tell ya.