Unsung: A Fairy Tale ¤ 《Johnson》《Jackson》《DeBarge》

~NEW YEAR NEW BROTHER pt2~

|January 1st|
|1972|
|Omniscient|

When the family got back home, in the front window you could see a clear silhouette of Richard smoking while staring the family outside.

And on the porch was a boy around Flo or Jamie's age was sitting there asleep, and he was freezing. He was shivering and turning bit blue.

Pat: Excuse me?!

And he immediately jolted up. His eyes were red and puffy like he had been crying. He had an afro on top of his head, and his face was like a younger version of Richard's.

Patricia had an idea of who he was but didn't want to jump to conclusions.

Jerryiah: Ma'am?

His voice was deep. Funny cuz his voice didn't match his face at all. He had a really soft face but his voice sounded like a 30-year-old man. And this mystery boy couldn't be more than 19.

Pat: Who are you and why are you sitting on my porch at 4 in the mornin'.

Jerryiah: I was told my father lives here. When I showed up he told me that I want welcome into a family home. He also said that my mother is a whore and I'm probably not his, then he told me to go home. But I have nowhere to go.

Pat: Oh hell naw! JJ, Jiggy, Babies. Please go get...

Jerryiah: Jerryiah, but y'all can call me Jerri.

Pat: Please get Jerri settled into the guest room while I go kick the shit out of y'all step daddy. This motherfucker don' lost his everloving mind. Girls get him somen' to eat. And get him some new clothes so he can take a shower. And you come talk to me before you go to bed.

And with that everyone made their way into the house to help it their new stepbrother Jerryiah.

It started off with Myrah going into the kitchen and heating up some leftovers that they had the night before. CC have went upstairs to get a washcloth, new soap, a towel and lotion for Jerryiah. JJ and Jiggy went upstairs to their room to tear apart their closet for anything that's Jerri could fit.

Once the leftovers were thoroughly heated up Myrah called Jerryiah into the kitchen so that he can eat. She also went ahead and turned the heat on in the house.

Then she told him she will be back and disappeared and to the closet at the end of the hallway. She grabbed him a blanket because he was still freezing cold. She said it over her shoulders while he ate.

Myrah: Hey are you okay? Seems like you've been through a lot of shit.

Jerri: Yeah I'm fine. I want to say that I appreciate that you and your family are helping me out. The only reason I showed up was because my mom sold everything for drugs. That's why I don't have any bags just this torn up coat. That's also how we lost the house. And even after we got put out my mom just left. I don't know where she is.

Myrah: That sounds horrible. How old are you anyway?

Jerri: I'm 20.

Myrah: Damn, you're older than you look. You look like you're 15.

Jerri: You know what they say, black don't crack and beige don't age. How old are you? Cuz you look like you're about to graduate high school but you're just short.