Something short. I'll see /some of/ y'all next year
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"I thought that I was tripping when I thought Summer Bunni looked kinda like Blac Chyna, so I checked twitter, and they were dragging her by her eyebrows about it"
"You're talking to the police, Rakim"
"Well I don't have any friends. I don't trust these nigga-bitches out here. Nitches. Biggas."
Neither of those words were strong enough.
The chief of police gave me a look. "The clock is ticking"
"And you're not the one that makes it tick"
"Mister Mayers-"
"I want a lawyer"
"You set up the meeting"
"Oh yeah. Let's talk business then" I said.
"Lead the way" She gestured.
"I'm starting something here, and I want police protections. What's your price?"
"What kind of something?"
"We both have an idea" I said.
"I don't think I do. I want details"
"I clearly need the the Progressive 'name your price' tool. Just tell me a price, Miss Lady"
She wrote a number on a piece of paper and slid it to me.
"Done" I nodded and ripped the paper up. "I'll bring you a quarter of that tomorrow"
"Work out the details for a verbal conversation. Don't leave a paper trail" She warned.
She was the one writing numbers down.
"Is the police police gonna get me? Trust me, I know what I'm doing" I assured.
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I clapped at the dinner table. "Babymamas! Babychildren!"
"Daddy!" Rocky clapped, giving off energy like I had given.
"That's the spirit, lil acorn"
Royce banged on the table excitedly.
Nemiah slept up against the titties.
I needed new boobs to lay on.
Solene popped into my head, but I had to toss her in favor of Khass.
I grabbed Royce's hands and shook them before making them clap.
"I clapped your mother like this. Tell him, Whitney" I egged.
She took her child back. "Get back to the meeting part, Rocky. You said that it was urgent"
Royce leaned towards me. "Maaah"
I took him back. "I made her a mother. I guess that counts."
"Rakim, I have a meeting" My stripper said.
"Ain't this one?"
Khassidy started to get up.
"Aight! Damn."
Nemiah slobbed all over her chest.
"I was just telling y'all that I was getting back to my old ways and that we're moving. I would also like Royce to be around Rocky and the mean one"
Ella started to talk. "I-"
"All your thoughts and questions are denied. Talk to God about it"
Rich stepped in front of the table.
"Class dismissed" I said. "See y'all later"
"Bye daddy" Rocky slid out of the booth and down onto the floor.
"Bye
The girls all left.
He sat down across from me, but I got up.
"I don't have shit to say to you. I'm good on conversation. If I save my breath now, I'll live a little longer"
"I'm sorry. I was wrong for forcing your mother on you, and I apologize.
He must have expected for me to soften like butter.
"Okay. I don't forgive you. Now that that's settled, I'm gone" I said.
"So fuck the apology? I don't ever apologize-"
"You didn't even apologize for leaving me with the bitch. The fuck I care about that apology for? You fucked up ass nigga"
"Where is this coming from?"
"Where did you come from? Cause it wasn't the dead. You just in time to do take two on the family thing with Myra and Raven. You left me right around Raven's age"
"So you don't like-"
"I never said that. I'm leaving because I spoke too much anyways"
"Bring me my shit back, Rakim"
I couldn't help but to laugh in his face. "You thought I wasn't going to do anything with the money? You're not getting anything that I took back, cause it's either getting reinvested, or sold"
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"You scared to be around me?" I asked.
"I don't trust you. Why are you taking me shooting?" Dianna asked.
"Because shooting brings me joy"
"But why am I shooting?"
"Because I took you shooting before and I wanted to do it again"
"Rakim"
"I'm shooting my shot"
"Really?"
"No"
Dianna sucked her teeth and put the gun down.
"Could you take me home now? I'm done with this. I don't like shooting"
"I miss the old you" I got up. "Can I get her back?"
"No"
"Fair enough" I shrugged and put the gun on safety. "So I don't go shootin' where yo' nigga be. Girl you dodging bullets tryna play me. Then I'm left to deal with how you made me"
She gave me a look, and I laughed before getting in the car.
"The family that I started is about to disappear soon" I said.
She gave me a look like she was in shock. "You're killing your kids?!?"
"What the hell? Nigga, no. Not my pistachios"
"Then what are you talking about?"
"Me and my kids and the kidmothers are going off the radar, and I'm building my wealth up. You probably won't see me again. It's best not to drag you into my shit, Dianna."
"I want to go. Why are you doing this shit again, Rakim? Why are you wasting our time like that? Why are you always so selfish?" She got increasingly angry with each word.
"Because I am not the nigga to be following around. You act like you don't get it, and I know you do" I responded.
"I. Want. In."
"Well then I got a job for you then"
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