Mike's POVWe were at work doing what we do best, somebody kept calling my phone from a restricted number so I was getting mad cause you know I got hoes well used to that used to blow a nigga phone up
"Mike will you answer yo damn phone bro. That shit won't stop ringing," Scoot complained
"Right nigga, who you dodging. Another one of yo many hoes," Zay joked
"He better not or I'm gone tell Shaye. She gone beat his ass again," Chris said laughing
"Fuck all ya'll. I don't have hoes no more. I don't know who it is calling restricted. I don't answer private or restricted calls," I said doing a line up on my customer
"What if its important. You never know," Zay said
"If its important they would make themselves known or leave a fucking message simple as that," I said as it rang again
"Man give me that shit. I'll answer it," Scoot said picking my phone up answering it. "Here man I think you need to take this. It seems important no joke bro," he said handing it to me
I took the phone & went to the back with it cause I ain't know what to expect. They were blowing up my phone private
"Hello," I said into the phone
"Yo, Mike, this yo father" Marcus said & I got pissed like nigga I ain't talked to you in a month since I paid all that fucking money for rehab. Then for him to leave after 2 weeks
"What the fuck you want & why are you blowing my shit up restricted," I asked heated
"That's not how you talk to your father. How bout a hello, how you doing dad," he said
"Muthafucka you don't deserve that. But what you want. I told you if you fucked me over one more time it was a wrap," I said
"I know but," he was cut off with a operator saying "you have 2 minutes left"
"Really so you're in jail. What you do this time," I asked cause this is nothing new
"Look man I ain't do nothing, that's why I called you. I need you to post bail for me & I promise to pay you back," he begged
"Fuck no I ain't giving you shit. Why so you can get out to go back in. What happened to you going to rehab to get clean for your grandkids," I asked
"I am but shit happened. I couldn't take that place. I need to find another one, but I gotta post bail & fast or they gone give me some time," he said
"So what maybe that's what you need to finally realize you need to grow the fuck up & be a man for once in your life," I yelled in the phone
"Look Mike are you gone help me or not cause I ain't got time to be playing games," he said before the minute warning came on
"No, I'm not cause I always end up with the shit end of the stick. So you're own your own from here on out," I told him
"Man fuck you Mike. I should have let yo mama abort yo ass or gave you up for adoption," he was saying before I cut him off
"Look muthafucka, fuck you. You ain't my damn father. You are dead to me. All you were good for was your fucking sperm. I hope you get fucked in the ass while you're in there like the little bitch you are. Don't call me, don't even speak of me. Act like me, my mama & my sister never existed to you bitch," I yelled until the phone hung up cause time was up for his call
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General FictionNot the typically urban story, I know ya'll tired of hearing that but just read please, you won't be disappointed.