"Look it here, you little fucking tramp ass bitch, don't you ever talk about Tacari like that again and if you ever fix ya lips again to say something smart about my daughter, I will fucking kill you bitch. Ya daddy may act like you’re an innocent little girl, but I know different Ashley, and if you want to play this game, I will fucking win. I know all your little secrets, even the one about you letting Mike, Toddy, and Rasheed take turns fucking you while you sucked their dicks, bitch. How about the time you let that one nigga Kalvin fuck you raw and you got a std bitch? He was like twenty five and you were only fourteen, you nasty ass bitch. Oh and let’s not forget all those abortions. Shit, the year just started and I bet you already had one. You want me to keep going bitch? I got more, so try me. I will fuck up your life and have all those niggas you fuck with in jail. Then who is going to want that loose pussy of yours, huh? Yeah, that's what I thought hoe," I said, leaving her stupid ass speechless.
"Hey, what's all the whispering?" My aunt Val said as she started placing the food on the table.
"I was just telling Ash about this new type of reality show where they follow young girls her age around and show what they're really like. There was a girl on there last night that had sex with three men at the same time and didn't know who her baby daddy was so she got an abortion. I mean it was sick. I’m glad Ash isn't like that. I would be so heartbroken," I said just to make her mad.
"The fast ass tramp should have went to Maury. If Ash ever did that I would kill her ass," my aunt said looking at Ash.
"I know better mom," she said smiling.
My aunt called Ashton and Tacari in for lunch and I woke Nicole up and sat her in her booster seat. Ashley had a fucked up look on her face and my uncle came to the table with a real fucked up look on his face. He looked at Ashton and shook his head in disappointment then looked at Ashley and smiled.
Chapter 10
Ashton
"Asheem, say grace," my mom said.
"Lord, I would like to ask you to bless this food and just thank you for all the many blessing you gave this family. I also want to thank you for my sweet children, Kyree and Ashley, at least they have the enough common sense not to bring low-life scum into my house unlike Ashton ..."
"Fuck you, you bitch ass nigga! I brought scum into the house? Ha! Kyree had a baby by a hoodrat and Ashley brought a couple niggas my age home when you were on vacation, with her dirty ass, letting niggas run trains on her stupid ass. She is the fucking scum of this fucking family. Don't let me get started on you and mom! Shit, he cheated on you a week before ya anniversary, and to make shit even worse, mama been fucking the neighbor’s husband for about three years! All you motherfuckers are scum. Shit, mama don't sit there and act like I’m lying, cause I’m not, you nasty motherfuckers. I hope all of you bitches catch something just for being so fucking disgusting. And while we on the subject of cheating, who the fuck is my real damn daddy, bitch?" I went off. I couldn't take it.
"Ashton!" my mom said shocked.
"Bitch, don't ‘Ashton’ me. I said who the fuck is my daddy? Yo ass probably can't even remember with all the niggas you done fucked in ya lifetime, you fucking stupid ass hoe," I said, breathing heavy as fuck. My heart was about to explode in my chest.
"Uncle Kyree," she said in a whisper and I damn near laughed. I thought I heard wrong.
"What the fuck did you say?" Kyree and I said at the same time.
"Kyree is your father, Ashton," she said putting her head down. I couldn't believe this shit. She was fucking nasty just like her daughter. Everyone started arguing and I grabbed Tacari, a bowl of pudding and a spoon and left. I couldn't let that go to waste. Once we got in the car, Tacari looked at me then shook her head.
"That was nice," she said laughing.
"My bad baby I apologize," I said driving off.
Valerie Watts
I couldn't believe Ashton brought Tajari Brown's daughter here. I was not expecting that. Last I heard, she was working for Asheed and Tajari was in prison for killing that bitch Camry. I never liked her anyway, that man stealing bitch. I sat here in total shock as Ashton cursed me out. He even asked who his real father was and I had no other choice but to tell him it was his Uncle Kyree. He flipped out and cursed everyone out then left. Now I’m stuck here listening to my family fight.
"You dirty ass bitch! My own brother? You filthy whore. You know what? Fuck you and him. I bet you his ass will be dead by the end of the week Val!" Asheed yelled.
"Bitch ass nigga, you ain't doing shit to my daddy! I put that on my life. While you worried about him, you need to be worried about these nasty ass hoes you got in here! And you know what else? You are so fucking stupid you can't even see that Ashley nasty ass fucked half of your fucking staff and her nasty ass even tried to fuck me, her own cousin! The bitch snuck in my room and tried to give me head, but I’m not like y'all nasty ass people. I don't fuck on family! That's how the bitch got that scar on her forehead, I hit her ass with the fucking belt buckle. She is lucky I didn't fucking kill her filthy ass. I guess me and my brother are the only normal ones here. You all fucking disgust me!!!! Especially you, Ashley. Every time I see you, I just want to fucking kill you! Ya nasty ass probably got AIDS or something, always walking around with bumps on ya lips and shit. Herpes having ass bitch! Now don't get me started on you, Uncle Asheed, you fucking molester! Don't think I forgot about you touching on me, you fag ass nigga! You lucky I didn't kill yo ass, you fucking fun boy ass bitch! That's the only reason he bought me a fucking house and a car and he pays me every week; so I don't tell his little secret! Well, it’s out now. This nigga done touched more fucking little boys than a fucking Catholic priest! Now on to yo hoe ass, Aunt Val. How the fuck you gone lie all these years to me? You know I asked yo ass if that was my brother when I was five but you said no, he just looks like you because our grandmother was light skinned; but no yo hoe ass kept it in the family!!!! I’m surprised you ain't got a STD like ya daughter bitch," Kyree said as he picked up Nicole and left.
I was speechless. I couldn't believe he just said all of that. It couldn't be, not Asheed, he would never touch Kyree. He has to be lying about everything. I know Ashley is a good girl. She would never do something like that, not to her own cousin. What the fuck is going on?? I looked over at Ashley and Asheed and I could tell it was all true.
"How could you? You fucking child molester! Is that why you won't sleep with me? And you, Ashley, you fucking whore that is your cousin! I raised you better than that bitch!" I yelled as I slapped her.
"If you lay one more fucking hand on my daughter, I will fucking kill you bitch!" Asheed yelled and I just laughed.
"Bitch, you already killed me! Check the medicine cabinet, you fucking bastard! You're killing yourself too, dumb ass! Get a fucking check up for once in your life!" I said laughing at their facial expression changes.
Ashley started to cry and Asheed put his head down in silence as I walked out the house. Thanks to Ashton, my family is ruined. I knew I should have aborted his stupid ass when I had the chance. I bet that bitch Tacari put all those ideas in his head. She is just like her father.
Kyree
"Shhhh baby it's ok. Daddy didn't mean to act like that," I said to Nicole as I put her in her car seat.
I couldn't believe this shit, man. All I wanted was a peaceful day with my so called family, if I can even call them that. I need someone to talk to right now, but who the fuck can I call? Mama is probably high somewhere, daddy is doing life, and my cousin, I mean brother, probably don't even wanna talk to me. I got in the car and headed to go take my baby to eat.
We ended up at the Santa Monica Pier eating corn dogs and fries. All I wanted to do was cry. I mean, I really had nothing in life but my daughter. I was going to have to start selling drugs again, probably leave school because I can't afford that shit. To top it off, now I needed to find somewhere to stay because Asheed’s old perverted ass ain't going to pay for any of my shit anymore. I’m just glad he didn't do me l
ike he did those other niggas and rape me. He stopped touching me when I was ten. He said I was too old and disgusting. I always wondered why he didn't touch on Ashton. I know his ass touched on Ashley cause I caught them fucking, but I just didn't say shit because he paid me. I know it was wrong but at the time, as long as he didn't touch on me I was cool. I didn't give a fuck. Looking at that family now, I still don't how Ashton and I are even a part of it. I picked up my phone and looked through the contacts and found my dad’s burnout number and pressed send. I hope it was still working because this nigga was going to get an earful from me.
"Who is speaking?" a nigga answered.
"Kyree. I need to speak with K-Dawg," I said waiting for him to get my father.
"Yo what's happening baby boy ?I haven't heard from you in a long time," my father said, answering the phone.
"When was ya dirty ass gonna tell me Ash was my brother?" I said straight up.
"What you talking about, Jr?" he said, acting stupid.
"Man, you was fucking Aunt Val nasty ass. Nigga, you know what I’m talking about. Then you had the nerve to leave me with them fucking people to get molested by Asheed and practically having to chase off Ashley hoe ass every fucking day. Nigga, I am ashamed to be a part of this damn family. Y'all niggas ain't shit but fucking molesters, rapists, and disease carrying motherfuckers. Me and Ash are the only ones that are normal. I just wish you would have left me with my mother the night you planned on going to beat, rape, and murder that innocent girl. She was only fucking 18, nigga. What, you thought I didn't know how you get down nigga? Yeah, I talked to mama a couple years back. I never wanted to believe it but seeing as ya brother is a child molester, and his daughter is into that red neck incest shit, you fit right in, you fucking rapist! And you ask why I never brought Nicole to visit ya bitch ass. I was too afraid that ya nasty ass might touch her, you fucking fun boy ass nigga. Shit, you probably fucking one of them fag ass niggas in there, pussy ass bitch. I wish you never had me, nigga. I feel sick to my stomach every time I hear ya damn name nigga. You should have nutted in her mouth maybe then we wouldn't be having this conversation," I said and hung up on his bitch ass.
I picked up some fries and dipped them in my cheese sauce and continued to eat. I am really ashamed of my family. I’m glad my mother had enough common sense to name me Kyree Henry Jacobs because being a Watts is just bad luck.
"Hey baby, do you want to go see grandma?" I asked as I fed her some fries.
"You not mad at her no more daddy?" she asked me.
"Not Nan, I mean my mama. Her name is Amy and she is going to be so happy to see you," I said as we ate.
"Yeah, then to Ash’s please, daddy. He needs a hug and a kiss," she said with puppy dog eyes. I just laughed.
"Daddy needs a hug and a kiss too baby," I said, picking her up.
I hugged her tight and didn't let got for five minutes.
"I love you Nicole Amy Jacobs, you know that? I don't want anything, and I mean anything, to ever happen to you baby. If something happens to you, I would die baby, that's how much I love you. I love you more then you love banana pops and pizza, baby. I love you more then I love life itself. I just wish you knew how much I love you baby. And I am so sorry for all of the mean things mommy did to you baby; I promise I won’t ever let her see you again. It’s just going to be me, you, and Uncle Ash if he wants to be a part of our family. No more Nan and evil Ashley or nasty Asheed, baby; just me and you. Do you understand me Nicole?" I said, crying.
She nodded her head and kissed me. "If anything ever happens to daddy, I want you to stay away from those people and you can't go to Nan, Papa, Ashley, or mama. I only want you to stay with Ashton, you understand?" I cried some more.
"Daddy, don't cry please. I promise I be a good girl I do everything, ok daddy? No Nana, no Papa, no evil Ashley, just me and you daddy. Pinky promise daddy," she cried.
I stuck my pinky out and intertwined it with hers.
"Love you baby," I said, kissing her one more time and getting up to clear the trash away before we set off to find my mother. I hoped she still lived in the same place or this was going to be hard.
*****
I pulled up to an old rickety ass house on the Westside and got Nicole out and locked the car up. I was nervous as hell. What if she wasn't here? I mean, I really needed her now more than anything and that's saying something. I took a few moments to fix myself and make sure I looked nice and I checked Nicole and she looked good. I walked up the steps and knocked on the door. I waited and waited for about five minutes then some crackhead walking past called me.
"Young blood, who ya looking for? Ain't nobody been in that damn house for about two years," he said while scratching his neck and licking his lips.
I really tried not to laugh, but this nigga reminded me of Pookie.
"You know where they went?" I asked him as I laughed.
"I know where I’m going; straight to the crackhouse. So why don't you help a brother out man?" he said holding out his hand.
I pulled out a twenty and waved it in his face. He smiled and his eyes got big.
"Well, the nigga died. And the white bitch, I think her name was Becky or some white shit like that, you know them white people they all look and sound the same. It’s like one size fits all…" he said, rambling on and on.
"Nigga just tell me where she went and be on ya way," I said, annoyed.
"Well, anyway, she got clean and she is working at the shelter down the road. It’s called Hope & Homes. Now hand over the money, sucker," he said, smiling and shit, like he wasn't missing teeth and shit.
I gave him the money and started walking back to the car.
"Oooh I’m getting high tonight, baby," he sang to the beat of “Between the Sheets.”
I was rolling as I put Nicole back in her car seat. Ten minutes later, we pulled up at the shelter and I got Nicole and made my way in.
"How may I help you?" an older white lady asked me.
"I’m looking for someone. Can you help me?" I asked her and she started to cry.
Then I moved her hair out of her face and smiled. She was really clean and she looked beautiful. She hugged me and didn't let go. My shirt was getting all damp and shit but I didn't care. We hugged and hugged until Nicole had something to say.
"Daddy why you make her cry? You mean," Nicole said, pulling on my pant leg.
"Aww Kyree is... baby I can't..." my mom said, picking Nicole up and crying even harder. I still didn't say anything. I was just so in shock that she was clean and doing good.
"What’s your name baby?" my mom asked Nicole.
"Nicole, but daddy calls me NiNi. What’s your name?" she asked.
"Amy Jacobs," my mom said, kissing her cheek. I let them talk for a while then let Nicole go play with some of the other kids.
"How did you find me, Kyree?" she asked as we sat down.
"I went to ya old house and this funny looking Pookie motherfucker played me out of twenty dollars and told me you were here and clean," I said smiling. I still couldn't believe it.
"Well Pookie just walked in," she said laughing.
I looked at the crackhead and he winked his eyes and patted his pocket.
"Baby, you are so grown I can't believe it. Looking all sexy and shit. I know the girls love you, especially with those beautiful green eyes I gave you," she said making me smile.
"Yeah, you know, I got a few. But look, I came to ask you about something and I just want you to be honest with me," I said looking at her. “Why did you leave me with those people, mama?” I asked her and she shook her head.
"I didn't leave you baby. Val and Asheed took you from me. No white woman should be allowed to care for a black man’s child. They were big on that black power bullshit in the eighties. They made me out to be the bad person in this whole thing, but I wasn't. I took good care of you for those first three years and when ya dirty ass daddy got locked up, Val took you. That's when all the drugs took over and I became an addict. I kn
ow one thing for sure though; I never smoked in front of you or ya sis..." she stopped and didn't say anything.
"Sister?" I said confused.
"Yes, Ky, sister." she said, shaking her head.
Today was a crazy fucking day. I have a brother and a sister and to top it off my mother is clean. I couldn't ask for anything else.
"What's her name and how old is she?" I asked.
"You see the little one in the Hello Kitty dress playing with the Barbie?" she pointed and I looked, not believing my eyes.
“Her name is Kelsy Hillary Jacobs and she is five, turning six. I was pregnant last time we spoke," she said as I just watched the little girl.
I couldn't believe I had a sister.
"Where is her dad?" I asked.
"You remember Glen, the one I lived with?" she said.
"Yeah, but Pookie said he was dead," I said then shook my head.
It seems like nobody in this family has a fucking father but Nicole. We finished talking and we caught up and I met my sister for the first time and I was happy. I had a family and I promised myself that I would never leave my mother or sister again, no matter what. For the second time today I cried, but this time they were tears of joy. Now all I needed to do was tell Ashton we have a sister and hope he wanted to be a family because all I really wanted was a family.
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Ashton
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