“Boy please! You were an accident! Meant to be scooped up with a tissue and discarded in the trash—be so for real!”
“Shit!” AJ laughed so hard that he damn near choked on his own tongue.
“Amaya Janae Lewis!” My mom immediately went in on me. I swear since I could talk that lady had been my personal FCC because she stayed trying to censor me. She already knew that I wasn’t going for that though.
Daddy said that my mom and I sometimes butted heads because we were opposites. Where she had to hold her feelings in, I came out the womb letting niggas know that I was not the one to be fucked with, and I think she resented that a little bit. She was still my girl though, and I was so grateful that we loved way harder than we fought.
“So, it’s okay for him to call me a disappointment, but when I say that he was better off being a wet stain in somebody’s draws, now I took it too far?” I snickered, making AJ damn near fall out of his chair.
“Amaya!” This time she looked like she was ready to take off her imaginary belt.
“I’ll shut up!” I surrendered, throwing my hands up like I was remorseful, then turning my head to let out a silent chuckle.
“And you wonder why your niece acts the way she does,” AJ fussed rolling his eyes like he wasn’t the loudest person laughing at my ass. I didn’t reply, instead slipping my Kadence a little something under the table that would make her punishment a little bit more bearable.
“Let’s eat before y’all get on my nerves and I have to put y’all out,” my dad fussed as everyone shuffled to grab a dish from the kitchen and meet in the living room.
“Evenme,Daddy?” I asked with feigned innocence.
“No, Baby Doll,” he said, playfully rolling his eyes.
“Evenme,Papa?” Kadence mirrored me, making him come over and plant a kiss on top of her forehead.
“Never, K-K,” he said sweetly, before sliding a $100 bill in her hand. She smiled and I gave her a nudge and a wink. If she played her cards right, she would have enough money to buy the new handheld game system she wanted. What she didn’t know was that I had already ordered both of ours, and we would have them on release day.
It got quiet as hell as we sat down to our plates of smothered chicken, rice, and veggies. We tried to all get together at least once a month for family dinner. My brothers got on my damn nerves, but I was blessed to have them. When we weren’t fighting, they were some of my favorite people in the world—after my niece of course.
“So, how’s myrealsister?” Amir teased. I had to chuckle to myself as I thought about Mona and the newest round of drama that she found herself in.
“She’s good. I think she’s gonna be okay after everything that happened.”
She actually seemed to be doing more than okay. Per our conversation at brunch, my girl had completely moved on from the dead nigga and was getting her back blown out by the deadnigga’s brother. I chuckled to myself at the fact that she had fucked around and found love at a funeral—if anyone could, it would have to be MoMo’s ass.
“That’s really good to hear,” my mom replied. “And how is her family?”
“The same as they’ve always been,” I huffed, rolling my eyes. I couldn’t wait for the day that her foul ass stepsister and stepmom got what was coming to them, but until then, I would just daydream about dragging them by their stiff ass wigs.
“You know, I saw Georgia at the store the other day—she walked right by me and acted like she didn’t know me,” my mom said with a frown. I tried to keep it cute per Mona’s requests, but that ice was getting thinner and thinner.
“Mama,pleasedon’t tell me that. You already know I can’t stand that lady,” I huffed, flaring my nostrils.
“Lord, please don’t get her started,” AJ fussed. “You know your daughter ain’t wrapped too tight.”
“You ain’t lyin’!” Amir said. “I saw Regine the other night and she ran the other way. She won’t even look at me.”
“Next time one of your little girlfriends goes upside your head, don’t call me if you’re gonna judge me for how I handle the situation.” I argued. I didn’t even do that much, just put her head between the washer and dryer like she tried to do my brother.
“I’m just saying, you didn’t have to knock the girls tooth out.”
“Thatwas an accident,” I shrugged. “It’s not my fault that my hands are heavier than hers! She shouldn’t have swung back!”
“A whole lunatic,” Amir said, throwing his hands up in the air.
“I’m notthatbad.” I rolled my eyes.
“You kinda are, sis,” AJ said.
“Y’all got one more time to talk about my baby beforeIstart going upside niggas heads,” my dad chimed in. I smiled sweetly at him because he always had my back.
