Quavo's Trip To Cuba

Shoot Ya Shot

Honduras

"I ain't see the stop sign. It wasn't my fault G." I said. My grandma was lecturing me & Cuba. I ain't really care though, plus it was mostly Cuba fault. I had a feeling my ass would get busted. My grandma just kept going on & on about this. My phone rang on the coffee table & as I reached for it but Grandma swatted my hand away. Cuba ass started laughing & I shot her a death stare. When I looked at her I noticed two dark purple bruises on her neck. She caught me staring & I focused my attention back on Grandma.

"Cuba I'm not getting your car back. You gonna have to get a job & get it back your self."

"Wow Honduras fucks up & Cuba gets the blame." She said sarcastically & rolling her eyes.

"You better watch your damn mouth! You the one that fucked up & you better hope that--" she paused looking intently at Cuba neck. She was bouta get it now.

"What in the hell is that on your neck?" She said placing her hands on hips.

Cuba rubbed on her neck searching for what Grandma was looking for.

"What you mean?" She asked.

"You gotta look at it Cu." I said

She took for phone out her back pocket turning on the front camera. When she spotted the marks she rubbed them as if they was gone come off. She looked up in Grandma with a wide mouth.

"Grandma this just a bug bite." She said quickly. I looked at Grandma who had a priceless look on her face causing us both to laugh.

"This isn't funny." She said making us both stop.

"You been with a boy?" She asked

"No Grandma it's a bug bite!"

"Cuba Parker."

"Ok grandma I was with a boy." She said in defeat.

"Hm. So you just gonna go get pregnant young like ya momma huh?"

"Woah Grandma I ain't having sex."

"You better not be. It ain't gone be no babies in this house." She sternly said looking back & forth between me & Cuba.

"If Cu can't get her car how we gone get to school?"

"Boy y'all gonna walk down that corner & catch that yellow bus!" She said pointing to the door. I pretended to faint & Cuba jaw dropped.

"Uh uh. I haven't rode a bus since sophomore year." Cuba said.

"You should've thought about that before you let your brother drive your car. With that she left the living room. We heard her bedroom door slam a few minutes later. Me & Cu looked at each other with pity.
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Cuba

"Duras...Duras..." I said shaking Honduras. It's 7 AM even though we don't have to be up until 8. He's a heavy sleeper so I had to shake him a few more times. He finally woke up looking up at me. He smacked his lips before turning over. I grabbed a pillow that was on the ground hitting his head.

"Bro what the fuck do you want?" He said

"I'm skipping school today. Qua is coming to get me. Tell Grandma I left early."