Exiled

Tripp 58

Here's a little family history for y'all it's nothing too crazy but it'll help give y'all an understanding of who 'TRIPP' is.... my dad was a teen parent, like he got his girl pregnant a fourteen, needless to say, my grandparents were pissed so they put his ass to work. He worked two jobs all while going to school and maintaining a 4.0 GPA, on top of taking care of my big sister. During college, he met my mom and that resulted in me being born, so me and my sister had different moms but we were still pretty close, now that we got that all that out the way, I was about a split second away from beating Teague's ass because this was borderline child abuse. He had us moving these big ass boxes full of bibles from church attic to the church basement, he had us scrapping grease from the stove that had been there so long that it looked like it was growing legs, and just when we thought we were finished he decided he wanted the bibles moved from the basement back up to the attic, by the time we were done I was ready to steal on Teague but I was too damn tired, which was exactly his plan.

"I swear to God I hate that nigga...." I said as we walked out of the church, my fuckin shoulders were sore as fuck and right now I wasn't even sure I wanted to do anything but shower, beat my dick and then sleep, but these dudes had other plans. "Man so who all is going to be there?" I asked rubbing my shoulder. 

"So far; Naz, August, Semaj, Victor, Clévon, Rayshawn, and Torique." Jacobi said checking his phone, a couple of them names threw me off like Torique because last time I check that nigga was straight and lusting after Quran's best friend Poochie. I glanced at Quran who seemed to read my thoughts and he started laughing.

"Chill out Thaddeus, Torique is 150% straight but he has some fire ass weed which is the reason I invited him." Quran said shrugging. "But look we're about to head back to the house and change then we'll meet y'all at Victor's house." Quran said dappin me up. Once got home I decided to call my big sister, mainly because I wanted to see if her husband was busy.

"I'm not bailing you out of whatever mess you got yourself in Thaddeus." She said and I swear I was tempted to go fight my parents for giving me this fucked up ass name, but still it was better than her name.

"Why do you always assume that I'm in some sort of trouble Thelma?" I asked smiling. "Why can't I just call to see how my big sister is doing, or check on my niece and nephews? Or Scott?" I asked walking into my bathroom.

"And there it is... the real reason you called, seriously Tripp you can't just call my husband any and every time you want someone to handle your problems for you sometimes you have to handle them yourself." Thelma said suckin her teeth.

"Re...lax sis, I just want his advice, nothing more nothing less.... I can handle this situation on my own but I want to get his input on a few things." I said looking for something to wear but then I remembered we were going to the quarry and I really didn't even need any clothes.

"Well Scott is on a business trip as you know and whenever he leaves he goes radio silent, so I'll have him call you whenever he gets home." Thelma said and I could hear the fear in her voice, whenever my big bro went on his 'business trips' there was always a chance he wouldn't come back. "But since we're asking for favors now... I need you to talk to Lil' Scott for me, he's about to start middle school and his ego is.... well he's mastered the art of making girls melt with those damn smoke gray eyes of his and just like his damn daddy I know he's going to stress me the hell out."

"Aight I'll see if I can make a trip up there before school starts back up.... I love you sis." I said and once she said it back I hung up and started getting ready to go to the quarry.............

So there we were the ten of us, standing on top of the rocks looking down at the water... and all I can say was these niggas were some pussies; they act like we hadn't been naked around each other numerous times before, so me being the type of nigga that I was, I took off my shirt and shorts before jumping into the cold water. It always takes one person to break the ice so after that everyone else joined in and we spent the next few hours swimming, smoking, and.... doing other things to pass the time.