Page 68 of Repo'd His Heart
“Bitch,” Nene screamed as the dicking sound of her slamming her bat into my front windshield. She already busted out my back window, both back seat windows, and my driver seat wind. The front windshield wasn’t breaking as easy as the others. There were three big ass cracks where she’d hit it trying to break it but failed. “We gone see who dumb when you don’t have this car no more!” She screamed sliding down from the hood of my car.
She raised her bat to hit one of my sideview mirrors off, I smiled seeing just the muthafuckas I had been waiting on.
“FREEZE!” A big Black nigga on the BPD, screaming as him and three other police officers yelled with they’re tasers out and pointed at Nene. “Drop your weapon and place your hands behind your back,” The nigga commanded Nene and she turned around looking at me in shock.
“YOU CALLED THE FUCKING POLICE ON ME?!” Nene screamed at me before she broke out sobbing.
I didn’t fuck with the boys, period. Fuck them but fuck Nene too. She had me fucked up if she thought she was finna tear my shit up like she paid for the shit. I worked to fucking hard my shit I be damned if nan bitch thought she was finna be able to destroy anything of mine. Forreal Nene was lucky I called the police on her ass. Cause if she was a nigga her ass would have been buried in a ditch somewhere. I shook my head in disgust as I watched Nene continue her dramatics failing around. She didn’t wasteany time trying to convince them I put my hands on her. That's why she was tearing up my car.
“You the one who called?” One of the police officers asked walking up to me after they had Nene cuffed.
“Yes sir,” I said, putting on my best proper voice. Nene was finna learn today not to fuck with me.
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A Littler Later the same day at Marlo’s house.
“What the fuck took you so long?” Lo barked at me as soon as I walked into his backyard.
Today we were celebrating our little sister Shakarii’s eleventh birthday. Since we didn’t fool with her mama or our daddy we always did our own shit with our siblings. Our daddy used to try to be on some hating shit complaining about us spoiling them so much. But we ignored his bitter ass like we always did when he opened his mouth. When it came to doing for our younger siblings there wasn’t shit they couldn’t get from us. Even they mama didn’t give a fuck what we did if we did for them. Shakarii said she wanted a pool party, and we made that shit happen. Lo already had a big ass above ground pool in his backyard. We let her invite a few of her friends, threw some food on the grill, Lo thought he was chef boy r d when he cooked on the grill. There were hella kids running all over the place. I saw Hiro running around with Mason, and Sunshyne. While Mallory was running around with Shakarii and some of her friends. It was a bunch of other kids here I hadn’t seen before.
“Maannn, I had to call the police on Nene’s dumb ass.”
“Nigga, you did what?” Lo snickered at me like the shit was funny, but I was still pissed about my car.
“You heard what the fuck I said. That bitch thought she was finna tear my shit up. And I might show up to court too.”
“I know her ass pissed.” Lo chuckled shaking his head at me as we both stood side by side on his back deck.
“Fuck that bitch,” I snarled at the thought of Nene.
I was so busy cursing Nene in my head I didn’t notice Shakarii running towards me.
“I thought you wasn’t gonna use that word anymore?” Shakarii sassily said, stopping in front of me putting her hands on her sides.
“Aww,, shit my bad Karii!” I said, throwing my hands up. Shakarii might have been our little sister, but she was very vocal about what she did and didn’t like. Although she was only eleven she knew what the word bitch meant. After hearing our dad calling her mama a bitch so many times while they were arguing she didn’t like for me or Lo to use it. My sister could get whatever she wanted from me, and I normally didn’t say bitch when Shakarii was around.
“Mmmhmm, you know the drill,” Karii said, placing her hand out and using her pointer finger on the opposite hand to poke the palm of her extended hand.
“Imma sue you for extortion when you get older.” I said, pulling a hundred dollar bill from my pocket into her hand.
“Thank you big brother!” Karii said, hopping into my arms. “You’re the best big brother ever!” Karii giggled as I hugged her back, lifting her off her feet.
“I thought I was the best big brother?” Lo asked teasingly pulling on of her curly pigtails.
Karii looked just like our daddy with her coco colored skin, round face, big brown eyes, broad nose, and full round lips.
“Nah, back up old man, I’m the favorite brother Hakeem bopped his big headed ass over with Hiro not far behind him.
“I’ll show you old, keep running ya mouth.” Lo chuckled throwing his hands up to fake box Hakeem.
“Don’t touch my brother!” Hiro laughed running over wrapping himself around Lo’s legs and Lo scooped him up, tickling him.
“You going against the grain? Huh?” Lo tickled Hiro relentlessly making him laugh hysterically.
“No! No! I sorry! You, my brother!” Hiro continued to laugh while Lo tickled him. Lo finally sat him down.
“Run up get done up,” I jokingly said to Hakeem.
