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A heavy knock sounded on my front door, "Who is that?" My girlfriend says from beside me, she was doing her homework while I was looking for something to watch.
I sighed, "Probably my dad, I'll be back." I got outta bed, leave my room and make my way downstairs to answer the door.

"Who is it?" I called out, "It's ya pops, open up." I rolled my eyes, unlocked the door and opened it. "What do you want?" He sucks his teeth, before taking a seat on the couch.

"What I can't see, my son?" I shook my head no, "You must, want something. What is it?"

"You still got it good, with that guy who owns properties?" I nodded my head yes, "I need me, a crib in East Harlem."

Here we go.. "You are so messy, you leave one woman for your ex. To now leave the other woman, to trail behind your ex. And nah I'm not, doing that. Kennedy actually treats me, well. I'm not gonna, do that."

Ever since I found out about Kennedy, and my other siblings I wasn't on board at first. But Kennedy showed me nothing, but love as if we known each-other for long. She invites me the family dinners, or outings. Or even my siblings.
I'm not about to work, in cahoots with my father.

"Whatever, nigga." He got up from the couch, as I opened the door to let him out. Once he hit the doorframe, I slammed the door and locked it before heading upstairs.

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