Book #3
Sometimes meting new people can have an amazing outcome. Sometimes meeting new people can bring a traumatic toll on your life. Can one person change your life for good or will it just be temporary?
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I walked into the house while and threw my keys on the kitchen counter and went into the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water. When I closed the refrigerator door a shoe was launched at me and I ducked.
"What the fuck!?"
"no me maldigas Ya'Majesty! Don't go in my fucking refrigerator without washing your damn hands! You done been all outside and everywhere under the sun and then you just walk in my house and use my refrigerator NO!"
"Okay Okay calm down it's not that deep ma dang."
"Wash your fucking hands."
"Tori chill." My dad said while laughing.
"Cállete!" She rolled her eyes and stormed out of the kitchen as uncle Kareem walked into the kitchen.
"What's wrong with her? I hear yelled shit in Spanish from outside, what y'all do?"
"Ain't nobody do shit she on her period."
"Ya'Majesty What the fuck is this!!?"
"What are you talking about bro I just got here!?"
"Bro!? I'm not your fucking bro." She walked into the kitchen and shoved a paper in my face.
"CATORI!"
"You better calm up ass down right now!"
"Fuck up stupid bitch."
"You're mad mad about a college acceptance letter." I said plainly and she frowned.
"This is a college acceptance letter?"
"Yeah it is."
"Sorry." She mumbled before moping out of the kitchen and going upstairs.
"She on that shit." Uncle Kareem said casually and my dad bust out laughing.
"Stop talking about my wife nigga."
"But you laughing."
"Fuck up bitch, come on so we can chop this shit up. We'll be back. If your sister show up with that ugly ass nigga tell him I'm waiting on him."
"Talking about Carter nigga?"
"Yes I'm talking about Carter nigga."
"Bet." I leaned up on the counter and got on my phone and just let time go by because I didn't have shit else to do until Carter and Naveyah walked into the house about a hour after my dad left.
"Wassup?"
"Psttt, is mommy and daddy here?"
"Mom is but I'm pretty sure she sleep cause she ain't mad no noise why wassup?"
"Okay cool, nothing."
"Why you looking over yo shoulder like that nigga?" I asked Carter and he fixed himself.
