Kennedy
"Jeremiah Denmark" I mumble tapping my fingertips against the counter watching the nurse behind the counter type on her computer before telling another nurse to get my brother.
Turning around I went and sat by a window texting Shoota and Kevin, I haven't spoken to Lucky since the night we had our argument. He's been helping Mariah move out of her house and shit.
"Hey sis" Jeremiah's voice pulled me out of my thoughts, here we go
"Wassup" I nod putting my phone away, crossing my arms I leaned back in my seat eyeing him. "Where did you take my furniture?"
"I—I don't remember" he mumbles smiling nervously, sitting in front of me "I'm sorry"
"You realize you own me six hundred dollars now right?" I question raising an eyebrow
"Six hundred? Where am I going to get that?" he frowns
"That's your problem to figure out, I could've said six thousand for all the times you stole from me while I was in jail, you didn't think I'd know you were stealing money out of my bank account or taking parts of my car to sell them?"
"I'm sorry, I just really wanted to get high again"
"Don't care" I shrug rolling my eyes "I was planning on killing you I'm a little disappointed I didn't do it that day at the mall"
"I fucked up didn't I?"
"Mm-hm, enough about us. Mariah's moving out of the state with Hezekiah and her new boyfriend, they'll be gone by the end of the day" saying that out loud hurt my heart lowkey, brushing it off I continued speaking. "Mariah has agreed to talk over the phone with you whenever you get out but she doesn't want you near Hezekiah at all until she thinks your doing better and is in the right state of mind"
Jeremiah nods taking everything in, resting his head on his hands he gives me a questionable look.
"What about you? Are you going to see him before he leaves or visit him?"
Shaking my head no I irritatedly.
"Mariah and her dickhead brother won't let me see Kiah, they think Ima kidnap him or some shit"
"Were they right though? Would you kidnap him if you had the chance?"
"No, I wouldn't be able to take care of him as well as Mariah and do all the other shit that comes with a kid"
"So what are you going to do?" Jeremiah mumbles lowly
"Send people out there with her, I need to know my nephews safe and is ok. You better not tell Mariah either, I'll beat ya ass"
"I won't"
Checking my phone I mumbled to myself before standing up stretching.
"Bye bitch, I'll visit you in a few weeks. Hopefully, you're in good shape to be released, I bought you a condo down the road from me"
"Thank you" Jeremiah nods standing up
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Banging on my door knocked me from my thoughts as I put out my blunt.
"Kennedy open the fucking door!" Shoota shouts
"Go away!" I yell back "I'm so glad I decided to lock the door this time"
"Ima break this shit, open the door"
"Shoota leave me the fuck alone, I don't want the company" I groan opening the door slightly, making eye contact with him "go home"
