Move on to a real G. Meet me at the crib and meet the real me. - Lil Twist

PROD

I'm out walking on my phone getting my jet ready and making sure my yacht gets to Komodo island in Indonesia immediately. I got some real special shit I'm planning for Zaya and she'll love it. That's my main goal. I wanna make her happy and repay her.

I watch as people get off of cruise ships, walking, smiling, taking pictures, and shopping. I spot a thick ass red bone bad bitch with big titties, blonde hair, and light brown eyes staring at me. That bitch fine as a mothafucka, I can't even lie.

She walks over to me. "You're that guy Prod who took a double murder charge for his ex wife?" she asks. "Maybe." I answer. "I read about you, oh my God. Plenty of men would've turned their back on her. That was real sweet of you." she says.

I watch her eyes trail to between my legs, then she licks her lips. I chuckle. "Why you looking like I'm a steak or something?" I ask her. She giggles. "I heard you know how to satisfy a woman, that's all. I was just curious. We're both single." she says. I chuckle. Shit ain't the same no more. Niggas used to chase bitches, now bitches chasing niggas like this Tom and Jerry or some shit. These hoes lack morals.

"Why? You heard about how many kids I got and how much money I got and figured you was finna get pregnant by the plug and be set for life? Naw, ma, it don't work like that. I see straight through you." I say, chuckling.

She presses her body against mine, making my dıck hard. "I don't want no kids, I want some dıck. You down or what?" she asks, then starts kissing on my neck and rubbing on my dıck.

"You big as hell." she says, referring to my dıck. I chuckle then spin her around and put her in a headlock, causing her to scream and people to rush over to us. "Listen, bitch, I got a fuckin' woman and I ain't cheating. You fine as hell but no means no so if I say no, don't get up on me, that shit will make me kill you. Now, bitch, take you and your thirst to another nigga with yo hoe ass. " I say lowly in her ear then drop her. I mean it this time, I don't care if I gotta man handle every bitch that come my way, I ain't messing up for the rest of my life. Imma die loyal and faithful to the woman I love which is nobody but Zaya.

"Fuck you! Your dıck wasn't big anyway!" she screams. I laugh. "Stop it, hoe, I got a ruler." I say in all honesty. Nobody can ever say I ain't blessed down there.

I walk off into a lil souvenir shop. I spot a woman making black, green, yellow, and red bracelets with names on em. I walk over to her. "Can I help you?" she asks in a thick accent. "Yeah, I wanna get a few made." I say. She pulls out a notebook. "Names?" she asks. "Zaya, Naly, Zaria, and Cèlina." I say, writing it down for her. "Ten minutes." she says. I nod my head then walk further into the shop. I grab a little shirt with Bob Marley smoking a blunt on it for Keyair. Zaya gone be mad as hell about that blunt cause he only three but she'll be aight, lil nigga whole family smoke weed, he'll find out what it is eventually.

LAYLANI

"Momma, I feel bad about not telling him." I pout, watching her paint. "Laylani, I said do not tell him shit, you understand?" she sternly asks. I sigh then nod my head. I feel so bad for keeping such a huge secret from Reshawd. He wouldn't do this to me even though he acts like he hates me half of the time because I know he cares in how own way.

"But momma, I hate keeping secrets from him. He wouldn't do this to me." I say

I walk out of her room then go to mine. I grab my ringing phone. "Hey." I answer. "Wassup, batty bwoy?" Reshawd mocks my accent. I laugh. "You can't call me a batty bwoy, I'm not a guy and I'm not homosexual." I say. He laughs a little. "Aight, whatever. What you doing right now?" he asks. "Nothing, was about to do my homework. Why do you not go to school?" I ask. He chuckles. "It's a lot you don't know about me but I plan on telling you cause I trust you and me trusting people ain't rare, even family turned on me. You wouldn't ever lie to me or betray me, right?" he asks. I bite my lip in nervousness, thinking about this big ass secret. "Right." I say, swallowing a lump in my throat.

"Aight." he says. "That doesn't answer why you don't go to school." I say. "It's a long story but I have professors from Harvard who my dad pay to come to me and teach me or video chat and teach me and I do my work online. I never really got a chance to go to public schools." he answers. "But why?" I ask. "I'll tell you later." he says. I roll my eyes at how secretive he's being. He ain't ever like that when I ask him something.

"You should come to my school." I say. "Hell naw. I ain't going to school with them nappy headed, musty ass, brown teeth having ass Jamaican kids. I can't even understand half of what these folks say." he says. "What? It's not even like that. You can understand what I say." I point out. "Yes, only because you use normal English around me." he says. "Whatever." I say. He gets quiet for a second. "Can I come over there? You be acting like a nigga can't visit you. You hiding me or some shit?" he asks. "No, nigga. My mom said no visitors." I lie.

"Whatever, imma get Nugget to come pick yo ugly ass up then." he says. I smile at the thought of him. We text all the time now. Ever since I met him, we stay on the phone for hours. I don't know if Reshawd knows. Reshawd makes it very known to me that he doesn't look at me in a romantic way so it shouldn't matter. He always calls me ugly and I really think he's one of those guys who puts black women down. We were walking one day, and he called black women we saw hideous when they were gorgeous, but called a Tarzan looking mixed girl fine as fuck. I don't have time for that degrading black women shit he likes to do.

"Okay, and where we going?" I ask. "Don't know. I wanna go to the Bob Marley Museum though." he says. "That's in Kingston. That's like, almost three hours away from Montego Bay." I point out. "So? Nugget got his license, he can drive. But another thing... my mom and dad said we have to take my little brothers and sisters with us because they'll be gone for a couple of days. Well... we don't have to take my baby brother, he's only three and my mom don't wanna be away from him too long." he says. "Cool." I say.

RYSHAWN

I just pulled up to Laylani's house. "We're going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship!" Naly, King, and Zaria sing along to the Little Einsteins playing on the TV in the back seat. I look back. "Dang, yall getting candy all over dad's seats, man. King, get that shit off the seat." I say. He throws his middle finger up then gets it off. I shake my head. "Fucking demon spawn." I mumble.

I look at Reshawd as he texts some grown ass lady he met here. It's a shame. My bro always liked his older. I think that's the real reason he don't wanna be with Laylani, she ain't old enough even though that's weird as fuck considering the fact both of them are fifteen. The woman he met is thirty two. That bitch hardly younger than Zaya and my dad cause those two are only thirty five and thirty six.

"That's the cougar?" I ask. He chuckles. "I like her. She wanna play in my hair. You think Laylani will be mad if I ditch yall for her?" he asks. I narrow my eyes at him. "I don't give a shit about how she'll feel, you are not about to leave me to baby sit these bad ass kids, man. Hell naw." I say. I love my brothers and sisters but these lil mothafuckas can bring anger out of the friendliest and calmest people on earth.

"You can go pick Cèlina up from Chevy then. They went out to eat." he says, shrugging his shoulders. "Reshawd, I will slit your throat." I threaten. He smirks. "Fine, I'll stay with your weak ass." he says. I roll my eyes at him then glance at Laylani's house.

"You like her? Be real." I say. He licks his lower lip. "No, she ugly to me." he says. "I'm starting to think you don't like black women. Come to think about it, I never saw you try to talk to a fully black girl before." I say. He chuckles. "What the fuck, I like black girls, I'm half black. I just love mixed and white girls." he says. I shrug my shoulders. He ain't gone say that when I fuck the shit out of Laylani. She feeling me but he don't want her cause he think she ugly so I ain't wrong.

Laylani's front door opens. "Finally." he mumbles. I eye her outfit. She's wearing a green, yellow, and red sundress that makes her ass stick out perfectly. I cross my legs a little, hoping Naly don't glance up here and wonder why my dıck standing up. She is a very nosey and curious girl.

She opens the back door then gets in. "Hey." she says, waving at us and the kids. Naly looks at her. "You look like a Oreo. A pretty one though." Naly says, smiling and giggling.

Laylani laughs then tickles her stomach a little. "What's your name, pretty gyal?" she asks. "Naly." Analya answers, rubbing Laylani's hair down. "Are you Reshawd's girl friend? He drew a picture of you with a lot of hears." Zaria snitches, laughing .

"Shut the fuck up, she lying." Shawd says, turning red. "No she ain't. He loooooove you." King says. I bust out laughing. "Yall ain't shit." he mumbles, looking away from everybody.

Laylani awkwardly laughs, glancing at me. I shake my head then pull off. "I'm hungry!" King whines. I blow then pull over at a gas station. "Shawd, go get them some snacks." I say. "Nigga, you do it. I can hardly even walk, you know I barely got a leg, nigga." he says with an attitude. "If you would've minded yo business you never would've got shot but nooooo no no, you just had to let that forty year old woman suck yo dıck. I told you her old ass husband was gone come for yo ass but you didn't listen." I say, chuckling, remembering when he did that dumb shit. Old bitches gone be the death of him.

He smacks his lips then gets out the truck with the kids following, leaving me and Laylani. She looks at me. I smirk at her. "Does he know about us?" she mumbles. I chuckle. "He ain't dumb and Shawd always been on point, he most likely knows but ain't saying shit because he don't care. He feeling this older woman. She thirty two." I answer. Her mouth drops. "Fine, whatever." she says, rolling her eyes. I look at the store. "Let's get out of here." I say. "What? We can't leave your brothers and sisters here." she says. I chuckle. "Wanna bet?" I ask, pulling off.

I just got back to my dad's house. Reshawd won't quit calling me. I turn my phone off. He'll be alright, my dad's security can go pick them up or something.

We get out the car. I unlock the front door then walk in with her trailing behind me. We walk upstairs to my room. "Ay, stay in here right quick, I think my dad and step momma still here." I say, closing the door. I walk to my dad's room where he zipping up the back of Zaya's all white dress. Damn, she is fine as hell. They look at me. "Wassup? I thought you left." he says, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. She rolls her eyes then wipes a tear out her eye. I wonder if I'm the reason she be so sad.

I glance away from her. "Uh... I did but I'm sleepy so I came back." I answer. "Where everybody else at?" he asks. "They with Chevy and Cèlina." I lie. He nods his head then grabs his car keys off the sink. "Alright. We finna head out." he says. "Bye." Zaya says. I wave at them then watch them walk out the room.

I walk back to my room then close the door and lock it. Laylani smiles at me. I smile back. "What?" she shyly asks, looking down. "I can't look at you?" I ask, chuckling. She laughs a little. "You can." she says. I get in the bed next to her. "Do you home school too?" she asks. "I do now. I didn't at first." I answer. "Why has Reshawd never went to public schools?" she asks. I really don't know the answer. I never knew what our dad did for a living cause I just met him not too long ago. "I guess protection." I answer. "From what?" she asks, looking at me funny. "This about us, not him." I say, laughing. She laughs a little then looks down.

I lift her chin up then kiss her. She pulls away from me. I kiss her again. She kisses back then lays on top of me. I wrap my arms around her waist, deepening our kiss. "You mothafucka!" Reshawd screams, busting into my room out of nowhere.

Laylani's eyes widen then she climbs off me. He glares at me. "What? I was busy, nigga, damn!" I snap at him. He narrows his eyes, breathing heavily. "Fuck this shit! I don't want that ugly, black ass bitch no fucking way and I never did care about that hoe, she was just something to do so you can have that bitch and both of yall can suck my dıck and I'll piss on yo ass, Nugget!" he screams at the top of his lungs.

He pulls his dıck out then starts pissing on my walls. "You lucky I know you got issues! Clean that shit up!" I snap at him, trying to calm down cause God knows I'll beat the brakes off Reshawd.

"Fuck you, fuck yo walls, and fuck that dry, black ass hoe! You lucky I'm out of piss cause I was gone piss on yo ugly ass next!" he yells at her.

She springs off the bed then attacks him, punching him and screaming. I shake my head, laughing. "That's right, girl, beat his ass!" Chevy exclaims, running in the room, jumping around with a piece of chicken in his hand.

"You got me fucked up, pųssyhole!" she screams at him, throwing wild punches at his face. "Get the fuck off me, ion fight bitches!" he yells at her, spitting blood in her face while she still swings. "You will not speak to me like that!" she screams at him. Cèlina walks in the room. "Get the fuck off my brother, bitch!" she screams, then starts swinging on Laylani. Both of them tumble backwards out the room into the hallway, throwing wild punches and pulling hair like crazy.

Laylani slams Cèlina's head against the stair rail. Cèlina screams then slams Laylani into the wall, sitting on top of her, punching. Laylani knees her towards the stairs. Both of them fly down the stairs, still punching and beating the shit out of each other.

"Get that hoe, Cèlina! Don't lean up, fuck is you doing? Lean back and pop her ass, mane! Bruh, fold your lips before she bust that shit, beat her ass, Cèlina!" King screams, recording in their faces and waving a red bandana around.

I shake my head. "Mane, break that shit up! Ion need yo snake ass fighting for me no fucking way, Cèlina! Mane, fuck all yall!" Reshawd yells, then storms out the front door, wiping blood off his face. He'll be back, he just mad.

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