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“Come on, lil bitch,” the older brother chuckled. He had his own personal vendetta against Dai. Partly because his girlfriend thought he was cute. After she fell asleep one night, he went through her phone and read texts between her and her friends. The girlfriend bragged about how Dai was going to be a heartbreaker, and she prayed she would be around when he started dating. He couldn’t wait to see how cute she thought he was after his fists walked around his bright ass face.
“Like I said, it ain’t got shit to do with me. Hunter knew what it was when her fast ass laid down with him. I’m not about to end my friendship over her. The fuck you think this is? Bros over hoes all day,” Rob countered, bopping out of the kitchen. Buddy stared at his back until he rounded the corner.
“You better not. That man is a waste of air, and if I see him with his hands on you again, I'm going to murk that nigga and adopt his son,” Nite promised, stroking her cheek. “Take care of yourself, mama.” He pulled away and bopped off as smoothly as he appeared.
Strolling back into the living room, Hunter could hear Aaron yelling and Axel sniffling. She knew damn well ten minutes hadn’t passed that quickly. “Ma, do I have to go with him?” Axel bombarded her the second she reappeared. “Don’t call me no fucking him,” Aaron fussed. “Her,” Axel countered.
Like Dai, he watched the car rock and it made him sick to his stomach. Aaron couldn’t believe that his baby mama was outside fucking a nigga in the car while his son was a few feet away. Taking one last glance at her, Aaron pulled off and retrieved his phone. “Thank you for calling the Michigan Children’s Protective Services Hotline. How may I assist you?” “Yea,” Aaron cleared his throat. “I’d like to report a case of child neglect and possible abuse.”