"All the things I know, you still want problems though"- Drake 💫-Signifies Time Jump
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Third Point of View⚡️
All conversations ceased to exist once the disrespectful comment was made. The room was completely quiet that if a pen dropped—it'd be the loud action in the room. Riri began to shake her head laughing in utter disbelief. She stepped closer to the abomination rolling her sleeves up. Knight already the outcome of what she'd do but, didn't care one bit. It was time for his father to simply die.
"I just know Mr.hasathingforbeatingonhiskids ain't in this bitch getting disrespectful? You the last motherfucker that should be saying anyt—" Maniac cut her completely off. No woman on this planet other than his daughter Destiny has disrespected him. He refused to stand there being lectured by someone he felt was beneath him.
"Do you know who tf I am girl-" Ka'ren cocked her right hand back and punched him in the face hard. The sound echoed across the room— Knight stood behind her smirking.
"Let's get something fucking straight, you're a coward who has a thing for beating on their kids. You ARE A DISGUSTING PUNK BITCH! You walk around here like you're something motherfuckin special when you're not even worth a penny. The same person who used to get the ass beat up and down the block bitch! I den heard all about 'chu I don't owe you no fucking respect around hea! I'll give somebody mama something to do next weekend behind my child na'.
Don't you EVER in your fucking life— open your mouth calling my child a BASTARD before I make a call to the block and have Method Man TAP-THAT-ASS and that's on KAIRI BITCH!" Ka'ren spat out at the pathetic man before taking a few steps back. Her eyes, scattered across the room filled with people. Everybody held a shocked look on their face after her response.
"Now do anybody have anything fucking smart to say? Hmm, any fucking questions, comments, or fucking concerns?" She asked standing around cupping her hand over her ear, waiting.
An unknown woman stepped forward— standing about five foot four with an ugly short red bob. She wore a dark navy blue dress with a random of pair of nude sandals. Her hands were crossed across the chest— her face scrunched up toward Ka'ren.
"You don't talk to-" The unknown woman was cut off before she could even begin.
The woman who stepped forward was their mother's best friend Tasha who's also the mistress. All of the siblings hated the lady with every fiber in their body. She was the main reason for the majority of their beatings growing up. Even though, their mother wasn't shit either they preferred her over Tasha any day.
Around his ninth birthday, he and his younger sister A'dae walked in on them having sex. After, His father and Tasha took turns beating them— A'dae ran away to their great-grandmother's house who later shipped her off to Florida. The siblings haven't seen each other ever since.
