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'So I brought you all together so we could get to the bottom of all the hurt, heartache, feelings, and thoughts about each other. But fist we have some rules to remember before we start. 1) Don't disrespect any adults. Children don't need to be called any harsh names. 2) When somebody else explaining, nobody try to interrupt. Let them finish and the when they're finished, you can say your part. 3) We are all 16 and older. Act like it. Don't throw shots to hurt one another. Tell your problems, see how we can resolve it, and go on. 4) There will be no fighting. 5) There will be no threats made. Explain in a respectful manner. Adults and children. Anybody got any question before we start? Ok. Riyah, Kaden, and Jaden on this sofa. Kion and Rihanna face them. We will start with Jaden. You will tell your parents how you feel and why. Start.
'Mom I feel neglected by you because you never listen to me or something always comes up and you say we'll talk about it later and never do. Yet you jump hand and foot for Riyah and Jasiah problems and they don't even live there. Dad, I asked you about your past because my friends come to me everyday about your past. Telling me their parents told them to not hang around me because my father is dangerous. Everytime I asked you about it, you ignored me. You told me not to worry about it. The you to young excuse got old a long time ago. But I only asked because I wanna defend my parents when I know they had a reason for their past wrong doings. I never could have a conversation with y'all because y'all never played attention to me. It was all about people who was on the outside of those double doors. Oh and it was about Kaden too.
'Mom explain why.'
'I never meant to make you feel neglected by me. I'm sorry I didn't see that you felt hurt by my actions. There's no reason to why I did it. I just always left you in the dark and went to Riyah's aid to help and never looked back to see how you felt. I apologize for that.'
'Dad you explain.'
'Well since you all are here, imma explain my background to y'all. Me and my mom were struggling when I was younger. I got in the drug game to help her and get fast money for myself. She thought about prostitution at one point so I had to get into it deeper. I went to jail for 4 years for a murder I didn't commit but was blamed because I was the only one at the scene and my handprints were on the gun, him, and some of the cops were waiting to take me down. So I had jp choice but to go. I came back out and went to my mom house and she was dead. I could tell she had just died cause she wasn't all the way cold. She was warm on her arm but the rest of her body was cold. I looked at my moms face and I saw disappointment. I felt like she was disappointed that I wasn't there to save her. So like any drug dealer would, I went to investigating her murder. That's when I met your mom. When she met me, she tried to get me outta the game for years. I finally told her I would get out but I really didn't. I just said it so she could leave me alone. While she was at work, I was tryna find my mom killer. She had y'all twins and I stopped for bout 2 months and then I went right back. I came back home and the killer had y'all and your momma at gun point. Your momma had a gun on her and she shot'em. She said the game or y'all. I chose my family. But I had just killed a kingpin. So in Harlem, New York when you kill a kingpin you gotta have the balls to get shot to. I got shot in the chest and almost lost my life. After I recovered, I moved here to Miami for a better life. I never told y'all the story because everytime i tell it, I think about all the what-ifs. I blame myself for my moms death. Everytime you asked me, I was reminiscing on that day when she looked at me for the last time. The last time I got to talk her, she told me that she was disappointed in me and she'll see me when I get out. I was to late. I didn't get to tell her I love her before she died. To this day, I still blame myself.'
