Remy and Rose' 3:: Me and You Against the World by P Mz. Lady

Author:P, Mz. Lady [P, Mz. Lady]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Shan Presents, LLC
Published: 2015-09-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11- Peanut

It was hard as hell trying to understand that our mother was indeed alive. We have enough shit on our plate in these streets. The one thing I was always so sure of was Madear. If anything in my life ever went wrong, I knew I had her to make everything okay. How could she let us live life believing our mother was indeed dead? That shit didn’t sit right with me. Madear knows how we were about our mother. Despite her being a prostitute and being strung out on drugs, she did at least act like she loved us.

“I swear I need a drink before I spazz the fuck out. I have enough going in my life right now. Honey’s ass is missing in action and my damn mother has risen from the fuck dead. What fucking more can I take?” Boo said as he kicked the shit out of my dashboard.

“Nigga I know you mad, but kick my shit again and your ass gon’ be getting buried. I feel you though lil Bro. This shit is not right. There has to be a logical explanation why Madear would even agree to some shit like this. I wonder did uncle Dino know?” I flamed up a much needed blunt and handed it over to Boo. My phone went off and I looked. It was a text from Kimbella saying that Neicee called and asked to get our daughter and taking her shopping. That was odd because Neicee never took the imitative to do that. I was always the one who decided on the days to get her. Not to mention I had just took her shopping over the weekend.

“Hell yeah he knew. That nigga is a mama’s boy, so you know he riding with whatever Madear want him to.”

For the rest of the ride over to Madear’s house, we just bumped Future’s Where Ya At featuring Drake. It was the perfect thing to listen to thinking of all the shit we been through doing our mother’s absence. Madear did what she could for us, but growing up in the hood all we could do was get in the streets and wreak havoc. We grew up mad at the fucking world, but at the same time we channeled that anger into becoming some rich ass niggas.

“What the hell going over here?” Boo said as we pulled up in front of Madear’s house. Her and our mother was in the damn yard fighting like two bitches on the street. Madear was kicking Porsha’s ass.

“Why the fuck would you stand there and let them fight, Unc?” Boo said as he grabbed our mother and I tried to grab Madear, but she had a damn death grip on her neck. I swear it looked like Madear was about to kill her with her bare hands.

“I wasn’t breaking shit up. Both of them are crazy as hell. They can kill each other for all I care. I’m sick of their asses anyway. They done pushed my ass all in the mud in this three hundred dollar suit.

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