Chapter 5

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by nunyabizkk

by nunyabizkk

Roc

Me, the boys, and Lena walk down the stairs to see Hay sitting at the table staring at it like food was going to appear out of thin air. "Um...Haylee what are you doing." I tap her shoulder lightly when I say this. We all sit down at the table with her and wait for her answer. Haylee plays with her small little fingers. "Oh. I was waiting for you, my daddy, to fix me some breakfast." Haylee exclaims a small smile on her lips. We all smile, with the exception of Lena.

"How about your mom cook, can I talk to you for a minute?" I ask her pulling a seat next to her. Haylee shrugs. "Okay." I walk her into the living room and everybody else stays in the kitchen.

I pause for a moment. "OK. Straight to it. Do you like Lena?"

Her face contorts into one of concentration. She looks so cute right now but to show her I'm serious about what I just asked. Her reponse comes out as a shock to me, "I don't think she likes me. I get this weird feeling that she doesn't like me. So yeah." I answer an 'Ok c'mon.'

We walk into the kitchen and the food is done. YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!

Haylee

I decided that the way I acted was stupid so I'm going to apologize. "I am sorry ...mom....and I apologize dearly." My lips pout, a thing that just happens automatically. I have no control over it. She smiles, it looks fake, and she says, "Its okay now go grab some food.

On the table is bacon, eggs, sausage, pancakes, waffles, hash browns, and grits.

When I sit down I hear smacking, I turn around and it is Prod smacking and eating fast. "Damn Prod, why the hell you eating like your mammi ain't feed you in forty years, geesh, I got more god damn table manners then you." I say looking at him with a scrunched up face.

Everyone started laughing except for Roc, Prod, and mom.

"Young lady no cursing, grab you some food and eat then go to your room." Roc yells out angrily.

I ate my food in silence until I was done and when I did finish I storm-stomped into my room.

Lena

I don't like her she's stealing my men from me. Yes I like the whole MB team, ain't nobody gone pop me though, she needs a ass whooping and I'm gong to be the one to give it to her. I get up and unbuckle my belt and take it off.

Ray eyes widen slightly, "What you about to go do."

I reply with a its-so-obvious tone, "Beat her ass."

"No the hell you not, get the fuck out and don't come back. The fuck. You're tripping." Roc says his chest rising rapidly.

After Roc said what he had to, I stormed out the house, fuck him, well already did that, but what ever.