Nassiah
( Imma Do him or Alonso's p.o.v every like 5-6 chapters cause I know y'all finna miss them. And I miss writing them so yeah)
"You're fucking son is crazy" I added to Alonso who was sitting at the dinning room table doing paper work. "You see the fucking time?" I started I looked at the analog clock for a second before exhaling loudly. "To fucking late!" I added again. I heard Naylani snicker as she walked into the dinning room with a smile on her face like she was on my good side either. Why did I get blessed with fucking idiots as kids— if you're gonna beat someone up why do it in the most obvious place. IDIOTS.
"King ain't come home yet?" She asked making me side eye her. It was going on 9 and it wasn't late for someone his age but it's late when I told his ass to be home at seven.
"Go clean ya fucking room or something" I started making the girl screw her face up.
"Ian even do any-
"Naylani just do it" Alonso said she let out a sigh mumbling shit as she turned around.
"Say dat shit to my face lil girl, I bet you pussy ass won't" I called as she continued to go up the stairs.
"Imma Kill this boy, he's got to be shitting me" I started before dragging the empty chair over to the clock I took it off the wall, I had took off the back to hide my hand gun. As soon as I took it out safety came off.
"Where the fuck did you get that shit? Huh?" Alonso asked instantly I heard his chair go back notifying me he got up but I didn't expect it so quick as he ripped the gun from my hands putting safety back on. "Lost your fucking mind , go to bed or something" he said taking me down off the chair. I should've kicked him in his dick but I needed that so I just punched his chest when he let go off me.
"You wanna be on my shit list too? Cause you pissing me off right now" I started and he only rolled his eyes going Back to his paper work.
"Imma deal with him when he get in, you obviously —I don't know why you're like this actually" he said the last part quieter. I went to smack him but he only pulled me closer to him wrapping his one arm around me as the other continued to hold the paper.
"You're not gonna do nothing but tell him not to do it again" I stressed pushing his body back so I had space to sit on his lap.
"And shooting him?"
"I was just gonna shoot the wall near him" I whined looking at Alonso's face as he studied the work in front of him made me sigh a bit. I followed his eyes reading it to be some kids casefile and leaned into his touch. The door swung open and I almost jumped up until Alonso basically trapped me on his lap.
"Get ya ass in hea" I yelled smacking Alonso's hands but he didn't budge. I heard a couple of footsteps and then soon a red eyed King came in with Dj behind him using the doorway to help him up. "Gotta be fucking kidding me, you want ya ass beat?" I asked and his face flushed red.
"Don't look like that I'll beat ya ass too Dj" I said even thought the boy swore off the nickname I didn't budge with that shit. My god son, my nickname. He sucked his teeth making me raise my eyebrows.
"Chill-
"Chill?" I started but he fixed it before I could really rant
"Nah my fault uncle Nas, King was with me-
"Smoking, he was with you smoking and I know you ain't come in here three hours late for no fucking blunt. I seen how you roll it ain't worth this ass whoopin"
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