Chapter 32Sweatin profusely as they finished the yard and sat up the tables,King and P were piling up leaves stuffin them in trash bags before sitting them on side of the road,just as Kirk and a few of their family members pulled up. Damn,finally finished. Now we can roll up. I feel like a slave mane,foreal. You got a gar? Oh shit,catch. Hold that. I'mma go take a shower right fast. I'll be back. Hope yall save me some food. And if Free drunk ass wake up,keep him in yo brother room don't let him go no where, P said tossin King a bag of weed,just as his uncle Bam shouted for him.
Nephew,what's up boy? Lookin just like your daddy. Hey come help me grab some stuff out the car. And why I don't smell no barbeque,he said as he turned to Kirk watchin him bring the charcoal straight to the grill. Kirk dapped up his uncle and hugged his aunt,as King sat on the porch watchin him walk around before gettin up tryin to talk to him.
Yo,big bruh. Can I holla at you over here right quick,he asked as Kirk scoffed. You know I i gotta do this food. We can talk right here. I'm listenin,he said waiting on King to speak.
Look,I tried to tell you this last night,but you aint give me a chance to. So I'mma start fresh. You my brother, and I should've paid attention to everything you told me before I fucked up. I'm sorry I had to force you to handle Bear, for disrespectin you,and I'm sorry about Deuce. I never meant for him to get killed. I ain't even know he left when Courtney did,but I shouldn't have brought him over here. To be real wit you mane I wasn't even thinkin straight. When I got jumped by them niggas Bear brought to the house,the only thing on my mind was my anger,and Deuce and Courtney's survival. I mean..as much as I saw so much red, that's all I could think about. At that time,I wasn't thinkin bout me. I ain't give a fuck what happen to me. They was my main priority. I was thinkin for them,not me. I know I was taught to never be scared of nothin,but I acted out of fear that they'd come back and shoot up the house,kill my girl,my baby,and Deuce. So I left. I thought I was doin what's right. But it ended up bein wrong,and I apologize. Look.. sittin at church wit momma.. man,I learned something. The pastor was talkin bout,how- how we can love somebody no matter how much we been thru, how love is blind,and that how we are more than what god wants us to be. I- I don't wanna be no killer,but I killed Swayvie. I understand I gotta live wit that too,but I love you,bruh. And..at the end of the day,we still family,and I'll never disrespect you ever again. I promise. You taught me alot. More than our own daddy did. So I got the feelin you still tryna teach me a few things. I'm done bein a hothead. I know it haven't been easy,but we made it thru every storm we ever faced. Fuck havin rapper or a nba star as a role model. If anybody ask me who my role model is,I'd say my big brother. He ain't no Albert Einstein, but boy he smarter then a motherfucka, real talk. And mane..You told me before..I don't wanna be like you,I wanna be better than you. But when you said that..I was like..I don't wanna be better than you,if it means I have to outshine you. I want us to be on the same level to where no matter how much we disagree,we always respect each other's differences,and no matter how mad we are at one another, we'll always come thru for each other. Mane..I thought I had that gangsta shit in me,but it turns out I still got a lot to learn. I just wanted you to be proud of me,mane. As long as you here wit me,I know you got my back,and that I ain't gotta to prove nothin to nobody. I learned from you by listenin to you and watchin how you move. You already solidified the Pride name by puttin in so much work out here since we were kids,and now that I'm just now seein it,I can simply say bein smart and movin smart is the new gangsta. I know this might not mean nothin but,when I start goin back to school, I'mma pick up them books and learn some of that knowledge you spittin. You won't hear bout me bein in them streets no more. I'mma leave that to you. You gone have your thing and I'mma have my own thing. I'm finna be a daddy,bruh. At a ripe age. So I gotta get my mind right and ready for this kid when he comes in this world. And you? You finna be a uncle. Nothin would make me happier than lettin you play yo role in this family shit. Kutt from the same cloth,family over everything. We cool now,King asked as his brother stood there silently.
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Non-Fiction*Fixed and Improved Writing,plus better Dialogues* Written By: The Hummingbird Its about the life of 3 friends named Kirk,Greed,and Murda.(Two of them are cousins)who grew up to face the hardships of the cold blooded streets of The Boot. (Louisiana...