“What the fuck just happened?!” I shouted as I sat on my back porch with my parents and Axel. Ain’t no way my girl just stormed out of my party off the word of a bitch I ain’t fucked with in years. “Calm down, son,” my mama suggested. “Everything is going to be ok,” she tried to explain. “No, it’s not, Ma. Amerrah took off and isn’t answering the damn phone,” I snapped. “Now hold the fuck up, little nigga. You better lower your got damn voice, talking to my wife like that,” my pops stepped in.
