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My plane just landed and now, I'm back in my city. I went to go visit my father in Baltimore, Maryland because he's been bugging me about this father- daughter time shit.
"Yo, can you hand me that?," some boy asked me.
"Nah, you can get it yourself," I said, grabbing my bag and walking right pass him.
"Bitch," he mumbled.
I whipped my head back around in his direction and his smirk turned into a frown as I approached him.
"I don't walk on four legs but your bitch ass so called mother must do and you can tell her that those words came from my mouth!," I yelled at him.
I didn't even bother to wait for his comeback. I'm not even going to flex too hard right now but he better think before he speak, the next time he approaches this queen because I will not hesitate to fuck him up.
The sound of someone calling my name made me stop walking and then turn around.
"Welcome home, Kaykay!," my little brother, Jeremiah said to me.
Jeremiah is only 6 years old and he is actually my half brother. I have a baby brother name Malachi and he's also my half brother. Malachi is only four months old.
I smiled at Jeremiah and then I peaked my head in Malachi's car seat. Malachi kicked his little feet as my mom snapped off guards of us.
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"How was your flight?," my mom, Victoria asked me.
"It was straight but some boy decided to disrespect me, ma!," I exclaimed.
She shook her head. "He lost his damn mind," she said.
My stepfather approached us as we discussed more about the situation.
