“You owe me five minutes.” “I don’t owe you shit,” I said, shaking my head. “You killed my parents; nothing else needs to be said.” “He didn’t mean to kill them, Cross,” Granddaddy sighed. I turned to look at him so fast I damn near gave myself whiplash. “You knew?” I damn near yelled. “How?” “It doesn’t matter how we knew; just know we did,” Granddaddy said, waving me off. “Listen to what he has to say, and if you’re mad afterward, then so be it.”
I GET HER BEING MAD BECAUSE HE WITHHELD THAT INFO FROM HER, BUT BIH LET’S NOT ACT LIKE YOU AIN’T HIS THIS MAN SON FROM HIM FOR SIX FU**ING YEARS 🙄🙄🙄🤬🤬🤬👀👀👀
