Every now and then you want to be seen and it will cost you more than you know. Never forget who you are or where you come from because your past can haunt you. But most importantly It will make you stronger so keep your head up. Chazaeyah is fina...
"Nigga" laughing at the aggression his brother really thought was smart to have.
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Rah looked at him like he lost his mind. Whether it's 2 more years or not he was gonna fuck his older brother up. See Mari wasn't even a dad to his niece so why does it matter where she is so much now.
Rah can still remember the days having to practically beg him to care and see him family. He couldn't grasp the fact of why not be a better father than their father was. Omari was the older sibling at that. He helped raise Rah some so it hurt Rah more when he wasn't there for him. But his niece, she deserved so much better.
"Don't nigga me Rahkim where is my daughter." Omari was livid.
Chazaeyah had been missing for quite some time. And in honesty Omari was generally worried. Was he the best dad? Hell no but when push comes to shove he cares deep within. He just doesn't know how to show his care or keep his promises.
"Why your punk ass pressing me like I know? I'm behind bars nigga not the other way around. Had you done your job and been a father you wouldn't question why she doesn't contact you." Rah said with an irritated tone.
" Fuck all that extra shit nigga my daughter is missing! Why do you think I'm over here?!!! You should know she not home! You have eyes in the streets Rah. Her dumb ass mother kicked her out. And from what I heard she's back in the game. That's why I came to you. I know I haven't been a damn good father but your her uncle. Find your niece." Omari explained.
He was generally hurting on the inside he was truly trying to find out where his daughter was. Looking up Rahkim had a face that was confused and anger mixed with worry. It seems her disappearance was news to him.
Calming himself down some Rah finally spoke. "I don't know where she is." Sitting down putting his head on his hands. His mind was racing.
" I heard from Snipes she was tryna come back because her and her mom got into it. But for more info he told me to call Ashanti. I spoke to her and she put me on. Shit not looking too good over there and honestly she left. Sis threw her out and everything." Shaking his head it was hurting him knowing she was somewhere possibly hurt.
" I know that there is one person who could have done this. It may be from the beef that got me locked up in here. My best bet to tell you is to not involve yourself. I will have someone handle it. Just so your not confused. *sighing* Remember that female OG from NY I messed up with. She had set me up leaving where I am today. But while Gunna was alive he had Chazaeyah, Ashanti and Snipes take her out. It was revenge for breaking up the family. The only problem was her son wasn't killed. Ashanti was in love with him. So if it were to be anyone's doing it has to be his." Rubbing his head contemplating on whether he really wanted to tell his brother anymore Rah continues.
"I've kept tabs on him most of his life so if you really want to help your daughter. He lives out in Newburgh, NY. Ask anyone out there for Marcus they'll point you to him."
Nodding his head Omari got up to leave but as he walked toward the door he turned back at his brother. "You should've never involved her into this lifestyle. But thank you for your help." Rah chuckled at his brothers words. Maybe his brother was trying to change but he did know one thing. He really did regret letting his niece into this dreadful lifestyle.
Omari POV
Now that I got the information I need time to go get my daughter. But first I had to make a pit stop to see what was really going on with her mother.
Walking up to the building I caught stairs from the usuals that be out on the block. "Aye yo pops what you doing on this side man? Cha don't be round here no mo" This nosey fool Daquan asked. All he do is be in peoples business. "I'm not here for her now mind ya business." He mumbled something under his breath and walked away. That nigga is a crackhead and he need to realize I'm not giving his ass money no matter what information he got.
Walking up to her door I couldn't decide whether to be polite or not. But remembering what my source told me polite was out of the question.
BANG BANG BANG BANG
"SHARNEICE OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!"
I heard the locks and the second she opened the door she hit me with a damn broom. I grabbed it after the second hit annoyed as hell.
"WHAT?! What do you possibly want Omari! You gave me enough problems with that troublesome daughter of yours! WHERE SHE AT?!! THAT DAMN HOE LEFT THIS HOUSE AND HER DAMN FRIEND CAME BACK ATTACKING ME!" She just kept yelling trying to get the broom back to hit me but it wasn't happening.
Grabbing the broom from her grasp I pushed her inside her apartment and closed the door. Blowing out a breath of frustration she walks over to her kitchen table putting her head in her hands. She looked stressed out.
" I have one question for you." I say sitting down to look at the woman I once was married to. She still had on her wedding ring. This darkskin woman was still beautiful but her craziness was something I couldn't understand.
Granted I made her that way she could've changed for the better. I wish she did. She rested her head on her hands and looked at me with her head slightly tilted to the side.
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"And what is your damn question Omari Lawrence Young."
I sigh chuckling to hold my tongue. But she really irritated me calling my full name.
"Don't be petty Sharniece. I don't have the patience to deal with your attitude. Now tell me why did you kick my daughter out."
She started to laugh but I saw no joke in my question. "Why should I have to keep a dirty hoe in my house?!" She yelled.
In a second I had her by the collar of her shirt in her face. "Watch your fucking mouth." I gritted through my teeth letting her go.
Her eyes were filled with shock and fear but I couldn't give two shits. Just as I saw the tears form in her eyes I got up and left. As I walked out I yelled back one thing.
" One day you'll realize you fucked yourself over worse than I ever did." Slamming the door behind me.
It's time to get my daughter and bring her home. ******************************** Shwellllll then 🤭😏 Now we know who the pappy is 😂 What the dumbass mama look like tho in real life she a boss And the infamous uncleeeee -Shuri😊❤️ Vote,comment,SHARE
