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"My siblings never fail to remind me why I should never have kids," Nicobre spoke with distaste as she witnessed TJ use his pelvic bone to thrust, dry humping a nearby tree. "No need for any birth control."
Nicobre rocked her body back and forth as a fast-asleep Cici rested in her arms. Being the good big sister she was, Nicobre offered to take Cici and TJ to the park before her volleyball practice that evening. However, by the the time they made it there, Cici had reached a deep slumber and immediately started snoring.
Both of Ezra's eyes widened with the movement of his eyebrows. The words of his best friend forced an uncontrollable laughter. Nicobre was known for speaking whatever was on her mind. When he finally stopped cackling, he called over to TJ. "TJ, get yo' ass over here," Ezra cupped his mouth as he yelled at the nine-year-old. "Over there tryna rape a damn tree."
TJ leaped away from the tree out of embarrassment before turning to face Ezra and his sister. He figured the two had been too busy talking and that they wouldn't have noticed what he was doing. He stood dumbstruck in the middle of the park once he realized he had been caught doing such a sinful deed.
The little boy took warily steps toward the bench his sister sat upon. When he reached Nicobre, he proceeded to sheepishly hang his head down low. Nicobre handed her sister over to Ezra, who held onto Cici gracefully. She then placed both her hands on each one of TJ's shoulders. The sting of her touch caused him to raise his head and peer into her eyes.
"Why every time I try to be nice and do fun stuff with you or take you somewhere, you do something stupid?" Nicobre asked him, rhetorically.
TJ knew not to answer back. He didn't want to be in more trouble than he already was. He only shrugged his small shoulders.
"Sit yo' ass down and chill the fuck out," Nicobre swiftly tugged on his right ear. "Acting like you ain't got no home training." She discovered TJ's eyes were filled up with tears. He aggressively took a seat on the bench on the other side of the table.
"You better not cry!" Nicobre pointed her finger at him.
TJ's lip began to quiver rapidly since he was trying to swallow the tears that wanted to escape so badly. His face grew a bright red from all the pressure trying to force itself out. TJ rested his head down comfortably on his arms that sat upon the wooden park table.
"It's so hot my ass starting to sweat," Ezra grumbled.
"You the one who wanted to come," Nicobre reminded him. "You already know it get hot as hell down here."
"Still," Ezra whined. "Louisiana is wrong for this."
Glancing down at Cici, he detected that the poor baby was sweating by the gallon while she slept. "Look at Cici," Ezra pitied her, prompting Nicobre to notice her soaked sister. "Oh no, it's time for us to go."
