Different Breed

Different Breed Part Seventeen

**********DIFFERENT BREED PART SEVENTEEN**********

Milton couldn't help but smile "What's good, Javan" Javan placed the glasses onto the coffee table

"Don't just sit there, bruv. I don't care how this sounds, come give me a hug, init" Javan exclaimed. Milton rose to his feet and hugged Javan

"Blud, it's been dead without you. What's going on? You know I need to bang you up differently after you sparked me in my face" Javan laughed

"Allow me...I was bare dumb for doing that. You know I got those anger issues" Milton chuckled as he grabbed one glass full of Coke and sat on the sofa

"Keep on telling yourself that" Javan laughed as he took a glass and sat next to Milton "So what's going on though, where have you been? My days, what happened to your arm? You look banged up"

"Bare long story" Milton began "Dixon's still on killing me, fam"

"Serious?" Javan asked "That guy will not give up. He thinks he's a Don"

"Trust, but an eye for an eye, blud; If he tries something I'll deal with him differently, you get me?" Milton exclaimed

"Now that's the Milton I know" Javan replied

"After I left Barcelona, I did reach Ibiza. That place is mad nice, and you wouldn't believe what happened" Milton began

"What...I hate it when you take time in saying things; spit it out!" Javan laughed

"Alright...I met my Mum. My biological Mum, Christie" Milton replied as he took a sip of his Coke

"Serious tings? My days...that's raw; how did you find her?" Javan asked, he was shocked

"She was getting evicted and she ran into me" Milton replied. Javan laughed

"What? Sounds like she was running away from the feds to me"

"Nah, I don't know what she was doing. Still...we went to some budget coffee shop nearby, and she told me the back story and why she gave me up..." Milton paused

"Oh my days...Milton, don't stop again" Javan stated, as he consumed all his Coke. He began chewing on the ice cubes

"I forgot how you do that...that will mash up your teeth" Milton stated

"It's minor, still" Javan began "YEAH...so you went to some budget coffee shop"

"Well to cut this short, she was a BITCH. A BIG, OLD, NASTY BITCH" Milton roared

"...Kind of harsh, init?" Javan asked

"Trust, she's even worse than that. If you met her, you will know what I mean. I was bare disappointed. She was nothing like I pictured her to be. She was some alcoholic, 99p slag, who jumped from man to man, who couldn't pay rent. I mean, if you give her a drink, she will be yours and your best friend's for the night" Milton started

"Oh my days...this has to be fake" Javan laughed

"Not even. And you know what...she only got rid of me because she wanted her father to be proud of her. She had me when she was some wild teenager, but the thought of me being with another family she thought, would eat away at my granddad, so she told him I died"

"How dumb can she be? She said she thought, she never asked him how he would feel, if you got adopted" Javan replied

"Is my man getting emotional on me? You're usually this tough guy" Milton laughed

"Blame it on Yvonne" Javan admitted

"No way...You two?" Milton smiled

"Not yet...Still hoping to, though" Javan declared