8 months later
SHANNADE POV
"Hi. We're looking for Milan Clermont's room." I asked the hospital receptionist.
Shannon and I are at the hospital to visit our aunt Mimi. She's extremely ill.
"Third floor, room 325."
We take the elevator up, made a right then made it to the room.
"Hospitals are so depressing," Shannon said.
We entered the room to a shocking discovery. Shannon and I pulled out our guns and he did the same, pulling two guns from behind him.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
Shannon took her gun off safety.
"It's none of your business. You don't come in here and disrespect me in front of family." He said, cocking both guns with his thumbs.
"Family?" Shannon asked I squinted my eyes.
"Lower the guns." Aunt Mimi said. We didn't listen.
"What do you mean by 'family'?" I asked.
"Her, right there, she's my only living family, you are not about to kill her until you kill me first," Andre said with anger.
"You mean-" He cut me off.
"BITCH, this my aunt."
"What?" I said in complete shock. We lowered our guns. I took a glance at Shannon, and looked at her in disbelief.
"That's our aunt too," I said, he lowered his guns with his face wrinkled with confusion.
"Aunt Mimi, you have a heap of explaining to do." He said, pulling a chair next to her.
"You motherfuckers need to sit down too." He said.
An hour later
"First, Andre was born. Life was great; then Shawn cheated on y'all mother twice. That's when everything went downhill between y'all parents. Things weren't looking too good, it was so bad. Shawn and Sarah split up, while she was pregnant with you, twins. Shawn took Andre away with him but I visited. Sarah couldn't handle it all by herself. I took Sarah in with me because she was my sister - family comes first - Sarah never bothers looking for Andre." She said.
We were silent.
"When Shawn died, Sarah was still alive and I didn't know how she would feel if I brought Andre home from Child Protective Services, so I left you there but visited occasionally." Aunt Mimi said.
"Everything, you just said made no fucking sense Aunt Milan," Andre said.
"Fine. I give it how it is." Aunt Mimi said.
"So, my greatest enemies are my sisters. WHAT A CRUEL FUCKING WORLD!!" Andre yelled.
"You were adopted by someone called Mary Wilson. That's where you got the last name. Your name is really Andre Clermont." She said.
Shannon and I sat there, legs crossed, arms folded. Taking in all this bullshit.
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