Professor Rose

🌹 Fights 🌹

Amari

A good majority of the time thinking deep is a good thing. You don't see the bullshit that goes on to everyday, but you see the real meaning. I don't mind seeing that sometimes, but it comes in moments where I don't want to think about. Knowledge is a dangerous thing, and people are constantly trying to dumb you down. Hell even school systems does that.

Right now I'm just in the living room playing basketball on the Xbox One. Tyla came over, and laid her head in my lap while she was on the phone with someone.

'Who that?' I mouthed to her. She took the phone from her ear, and showed me the contact name. I rolled my eyes at the name. Sometimes my girls be picking some bum ass niggas.

I put my attention back onto the game until someone knocked on the door.

"Ty can you go get that I can't pause it." I said, gripping my controller hard trying to score.

One of the reasons I don't play online is niggas be ball hogging.

"Fucking pass the ball. You suck nigga damn." I yelled to the tv.

"Why is she always here." I heard some guy say.

I turned around for a quick second, and seen it was Ty's nigga. Honestly I don't like this nigga. He always trying to talk shit and be disrespecting my house.

"My place." I simply said. The place or apartment or crib however you wanna call it is in my name so yeah.

The guy flopped down on our couch, and put his dusty ass shoes on the table. I pulled it back with my foot making his hit the floor.

"Look don't be doing that shit. You ain't paid for it so don't be doing that type of shit unless you got the money to replace it." I said. He lucky I respect Ty enough to not beat his ass.

I know Tyla has a better taste in men than this dummy. The guy was really irking my very existence. The only reason why I tolerate his foolishness is because of Tyla. Normally I wouldn't have put up with this, but sadly I was. After sitting in the same presence as this guy I had to leave because I was close to punching him.

"Hey Ty I'm gonna be out for a little bit. Don't forget it's your turn to cook tonight." I said going to my room to put some clothes.

Once I got dress in some simple light blue jeans, white tee shirt, and my reddish Chelsea boots. When I was making my way out the house, I felt as if I shouldn't leave. I ignored it because I know whatever happens the guys will be here in like 20 minutes.

I headed towards a bar that one of my dad's friends owned.

"Hey Mars what's going on, long time no see." I heard the owner say.

"Nothing much Jason just needed to get out the house. Ty got her dumb ass boyfriend or who ever he is to her there." He gave me a corona, and I sat at the bar. Even though I'm not 21 yet he still lets me drink.

How my adopted parents raised me was to know my limits. I smoked with my mom, and drank with my dad. Sometimes on certain occasions I did both with them, but that led me to be fucked up. Which made me realize that weed and alcohol don't mix well with me. I knew their close friends or best friends and they were fine with me doing it around them.

"More tattoos I see. When you get this one." I had tattoos on both my arms, and a feather on my neck. The feather was Jaxon idea, and with both got it on our next, but mines different.

(Even though the person for Amari has tattoos I'm choosing these.)

"The wings?" I asked looking at that tattoo.

"Yeah." He said

"Like a few months ago. I was gonna get some more but I'm not for a while. Maybe in the future I'll have ally kids tattooed on me, and maybe something on my back." I said already thinking on how, and where it's going to go and be.

"Be careful though. I still have my ex wife name on me. I can get it covered up, but I haven't. In a sense she made me realize what I was going wrong and strives to be a better man."

"Sometimes the biggest heartbreak can change you big time." I said.

I pulled my phone out, and just started scrolling through Instagram. Pretty much bored at this moment. I was going to drink another beer until Jaxon texted me.

JaxTheAxe:
Get over here now

"I'm gone Jason something came up." I downed the rest I had left, and quickly left the bar.

"Be safe." He yelled.

I got into my car, and sort of speed down back to the crib. Once I got there both Alexis and Tyla was on the floor holding their face while my both neighbors wife was helping them.

"Amari go to your room we got this." My neighbor Wyatt said. He is a old white man, but cool as shit.

"Fuck that." I went straight for the guy, but my other neighbor Emilio was holding me back.

"Fam it ain't worth it we got this." He patted my face. His wife Maria and Wyatt's wife Sandra took the girls to Emilio door.

Alright so building they live in is like a apartment loft building just it the inside is big as hell.

I just stood there for a minute, and went to my room. I heard a thud, and a groan and saw the guy cupping his balls, and Maria cursing in Spanish. Maria and Emilio are both 40, and Wyatt and Sandra was 65.

Now Emilio and Maria are Mexican, Wyatt is white and Sandra is black. A lot of times we all just hang out or go out somewhere because they been here for all of us since we moved here. They are like family to us.

I sat on my bed, still upset because I had a feeling I shouldn't of left the house. I sat there for a good 20 minutes zoning off until Wyatt and Emilio came through the door.

"Alright he is out of here, the girls are pretty shook up, but they are fine." Wyatt said.

"I knew I shouldn't of left." I mumbled.

"Hey, hey don't beat yourself up over this. Remember things happen for a reason. It could be shown as a lesson or just karma. Baby girl just need to choose her men wisely." Emilio chuckled at that. "Now tell me about this professor you fucking."

"What you talking bout Willis." I said trying not to answer the question.

"Alright Gary Coleman, now that night you left in some purple pajama pants, and a jacket. You don't just fuck anybody, and I got eyes and ears everywhere.... aka Tyla and my wife." Wyatt laughed.

"This chick... it's happening, but it's just fucking."  I'm gonna have to yell at Tyla later after all of this blows over.

"Mhm okay mijo, wrap it up. Now the big question how fine is she." Emilio sat on my bed .I pulled my phone out and went to her Instagram.

"Damn." The both said.

"I'm snitchin." I laughed...

A/n.... sorry for the long wait but until next year headass. I'm sick as fuck thanks to my mom and sister so hopefully y'all like this.

Plus thanks to everyone who have read my books this year I'm just a 19 yr old with no life and plays the Xbox 1 all day then on top of that have a weird ass imagination .I appreciate that y'all be taking the time to read my crazy shit but then enjoy my craziness. Sadly I have more different books that I want to put out but I need to finish the ones I have already.

I got one day left of this year who tryna do some crazy shit.😂😂😂