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Zion Talif Davis

24yrs

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Kania True Davis

16yrs

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Kairo Xavier Davis

"ky-row"

16yrs

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𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚃𝚇.

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We just got back from Miami last week and the whole birthday trip was everything I wanted it to be. I could thank Tasia and Duck for putting it all together for me. We drank, ate, laughed, drank some more— overall the trip was definitely worth it.

It seems like me and Samiron got closer during our time there, especially after our convo on the beach. I make sure to text him everyday so that he takes those pills. At first I was almost sure he was ignoring my texts on purpose but recently he hasn't been looking as exhausted as he usually did which has me believing he's taking the pills when I ask him to.

I walked around my lash room cleaning since my last client just left. I'm so ready to get this studio. Even though my lash room is definitely big enough for everything I own, having a studio would be way more convenient in so many ways and i've been wanting a studio ever since I first started doing lashes back in 11th grade.

Me and Aijah even thought of doing a joint studio where she'd do hair and I do lashes and I really been thinking about goin' through with it. Me and Aijah have been friends for a majority of my life and we have similar goals for ourselves so investing in a studio together doesn't seem like a bad idea at all.

I connected my phone to the speaker and listened to Power Trip by J. Cole while I swept the floor. Half-way into cleaning, I got a notification so I walked over to the table I had my phone charging on.

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Today 12:22

Son wea of you at?

I just finished bro damn

Told yall asses I was finna be late didn't I?

Ight shordy hurry up cause the food almost

done and ian savin you shit

Nigga.

I hate it here

You dont but aight

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Samiron's dad is having a lil' cookout and I'm not even gonna lie, I forgot it was today. With everything that i've been doing to get ready for this studio it completely slipped my mind.

"Shit." I muttered to myself. I hurried and finished cleaning up my lash room before making my way down the hallway of my townhouse and into my room where I quickly grabbed a towel and hopped in the shower.

20 minutes later I got out and washed my face and put some Vanilla scented lotion on before going to my closet. I ended up picking out some light-washed shorts from Fashion Nova, a white tank top, and a beige oversized flannel with my bone colored Yeezy slides.

30 minutes later I pulled up to the address Samiron had sent me yesterday. On my way here I ended up passing by the park and corner store me and Bri'on always went to. That's when I noticed Samiron's house was no more than 6 minutes away from my old house. There are two different high schools in this area so that's probably why I never ran into him when we were younger.

I finally found the two-story house Samiron sent me the address too. Compared to the other houses in the neighborhood it was bigger and it definitely didn't look run down. I parked across the street and looked out of my window to see Duck, Rell, Aijah, Soovy, Kali and Reece leaning against a car and talking amongst themselves.

Cars flooded both sides of the road while neighbors sat in their lawns or on the porch. Samiron's house was clearly the loudest in the neighborhood given the amount of people walking to and from the backyard.

"Jesus christ, finally!" Eli threw his hands up dramatically as I got out of my Benz.

"Eli don't even start with me." I put my hand up, going over to give everyone a hug.

"Where Mir at?" I asked them with my hands on my hips and they all shrugged in response.

"There he go." Rell jerked his chin behind me at Mir who had walked out the front door and was walking down the porch. He wore some light washed Amiri jeans, a black muscle tee, and some Red Cement 3's with a red NY fitted on his head.

He noticed me looking at him while he walked towards the group and he didn't break eye contact. When he finally broke his eyes away from mine, his eyes traveled down the rest of my body and stopped at my thighs. I looked away, suddenly feeling naked under his stare.

"C'mere Mari." He said, his voice a few octaves lower than usual. A few people from our group halted their conversations and their eyes darted between me and Mir since to their knowledge, nothing was going on between us.

I pursed my lips to the side and walked to Mir, ignoring the little "oop" I heard from either Aijah or Kali. We turned around and started walking through the metal fence and to the backyard and Mir threw his arm around my shoulder, keeping my body close to him.

"If anyone says some shit to you let me know. Ion even fuck with most of these mufuckas anyway." He mumbled the last part.

"Ight Samiron, calm yo ass down." I side eyed him. He chuckled and shook his head.

Walking to the crowded backyard, it all looked looked like a regular black cookout. Uncles grilling with the Jesus sandals on, aunties gossiping, kids running around, etcetera.

As I was looking around I noticed a woman walking towards us. She resembled Samiron a little bit and she definitely had his bright brown eyes, but she held a mean ass mug on her face.

"Hey nephew." She said with a fake tight lipped smile that even I caught on to instantly. Samiron turned his attention towards her and his face instantly turned into a mug.

I pinched his side, "Be nice." I mouthed. He just rolled his eyes and continued mugging the lady.

"Waddup Aunt Elise." He said unenthusiastically, holding a bored expression on his face. I pressed my lips together to hold in my laugh. This man really doesn't give a fuck.

She turned her attention towards me and narrowed her eyes. "You not gon introduce me to your li' friend?" She looked me up and down.

"Ion need to. It's not like she gon' see yo ass again anyway. Don't even know why you here." He mumbled and shook his head, looking off.

"The least you can do is have some respect, Xavier." She said with some bass in her voice.

"Don't call me by my middle name, the fuck. It's Mir to you." He looked her up and down coldly. He placed his hand on my lower back, leading me away and not giving her a chance to respond.

"What she do?" I asked curiously.

"She's a bitch." We stopped near some lawn chairs. "That's my momma sister. Her ass never visited my momma in the hospital, but yet all she do is come around and ask for money. Bow legged ass bitch." He mumbled and I bussed out laughing.

I walked next to Samiron as he led me towards the grill. I got a few stares from some people but I brushed it off as we approached a group of older men. Samiron nodded his head at his uncles and surprisingly they greeted both of us kindly as opposed to just staring like a majority of the people here.

After Samiron exchanged a few words with his uncles, we made our way to the other side of the porch where a tall darkskin man stood on his phone with a plate of food in his hand. Tattoos covered his arms and neck from what I could see and his body was definitely buff and built. When he turned around, he resembled an older version of Samiron just with shorter hair and a beard.

"Waddup pops." Samiron smiled and embraced the man in a hug.

"Oh shit, look at you." His dad chuckled, patting his son's back. I stood there awkwardly looking around the backyard while they caught up.

As I was looking off to the side I felt Samiron wrap his arm around my waist, bringing me closer to him. "Pops, this is Amari." He said and I smiled at the man.

"Waddup, how you doin'?" His dad asked politely and I smiled, "Good, and you?"

"Pretty good." He nodded and gave me a slight smile, showing the same deep dimples Samiron has when he laughs or grins. He turned his attention towards Samiron and gave him knowing look.

"Soo y'all together or just fuckin' or what?" He smirked at Samiron while taking a bite out of his chicken. Me and Samiron looked at each other awkwardly as his dad laughed, clearly succeeding in making us uncomfortable.

Samiron rolled his eyes playfully and started walking us away from his dad with his arm still on my lower back.

"Mind yo bidness. Old ass nigga!" Mir shouted and his dad flipped him off and laughed.

Samiron led me into the house through the backdoor where I was still getting weird stares from a few people. And you know what I did? Stared the fuck back. Samiron noticed me mugging a group of people. "Ignore them." He said in my ear and I sighed.

We made our way to the kitchen and fixed both of our plates before walking into to the living room where Eli and everyone else was sitting. Luckily none of his family members were in the living room and it was just us because I don't know how much more of their staring I can take before I go off on someone's auntie.

Before I could sit on the couch next to him, Samiron sat down and pulled me onto his lap casually. Aijah looked up from her phone and smirked at me.

"Don't even say shit to me, Aj." I warned and she laughed.

"Say shit 'bout what?" Samiron furrowed his eyebrows. I shook my head and continued to eat my food. After we were done eating I got up, threw our trash away, and sat down on the seat next to Samiron. Sitting in his lap, directly on his dick and feeling how thick it is was starting to make me hot and we're at a family cookout so this is the last place I wanna get freaky at.

"Unc' Mirrrr!" I heard a little girl shout, running

up to Samiron. He instantly looked up from his phone. As soon as he saw her he smiled and picked her up, sitting her in his lap.

"Wassup li' mama." He kissed her cheek and she giggled.

"Umm nuffin!" She cheesed and looked around the crowded living room. She snuggled into Samiron chest, getting a little shy from all the people she didn't know that were smiling at her.

"You pwetty!" She pointed at me with her lil' finger.

"Thank you pretty girl." I tickled her stomach, making her giggle. She climbed off of Samiron's lap and crawled onto mine and started playing with my hair.

"Damn, so you like her more than me or sum?" Samiron fake-mugged her. She laughed and continued playing with my hair.

"Where yo ugly ass daddy at?" He asked and she shrugged.

"Wait my daddy not ugwy! The fuck!" She scrunched up her face and we all bussed out laughing.

"Don't say that Cee, bad ass li' girl." Samiron chuckled.

"She probably learned from you." I pursed my lips to the side and Mir shook his head. "Definitely not."

"Unc! I tell you a secwet?" She smiled mischievously at Samiron.

"Waddup?" He leaned closer towards her.

"One time, dada say that you get on his newves and he-he should shoot you." She blurted and Mir bussed out laughing while my jaw dropped.

"Well tell yo daddy I said he a pussy and ain' gon' do nun." Samiron told her and she shrugged, not even knowing what he meant.

"Who's her dad?" I asked Samiron.

"My older brother, Zion."

"What's your name pretty girl?" I twisted her curly hair between my fingers.

"Uhmmm my name Cee!" She looked up at me, tilting her head.

Samiron was leaned back on the couch watching us interact with one arm hooked onto the couch behind me. "She talm 'bout yo full name, mama."

"Oh! My name Jaycee, what your?" She asked proudly and I smiled.

"Amari."

"Ooohh so pwetty!" She coo'd and Samiron chuckled.

"How old are you Cee?"

"Uh two!" She said and proceeded to put up 3 fingers. Me and Mir both looked at each other and laughed. Cee started laughing with us, unaware that we were laughing at her.

"Waddup ugly." A nigga that i'm assuming is Zion walked up to Samiron dapping him up. I couldn't lie and say he wasn't fine. He stood about an inch taller than Samiron. He had a stubby beard, waves, and tattoos coated both of his arms as well. But he was noticeably the spitting image of his daughter.

"Dada!" Jaycee jumped off my lap and hugged her dads legs.

"Hey, princess." He picked her up, kissing her cheek.

"This you Mir?" He asked his brother, nodding his head towards me. Samiron sucked his teeth and pulled me closer to him possessively.

"Go find yo baby momma, dumbass nigga." Mir mumbled while Zion laughed.

"Chill out son you know I was just playin'."

Samiron rolled his eyes,"Yea whatever. Mari this my bum ass brother Zion and his daughter is Cee."

"Waddup ma, nice to meet you." He smiled, showcasing his straight teeth. So i'm guessing everyone in this family has straight teeth, dimples, and tattoos? Mkay.

"You too." I replied. He seemed nice, unlike Samiron's rude ass.

Zion dapped up the other boys and sat across from us. As soon as he sat down Jaycee hopped off of his lap and ran towards me again. I smiled and picked her up, putting her back on my lap.

"She like you huh?" Zion laughed and I nodded, smiling down at Cee who was looking at my phone.

"Where the twins at?" Samiron asked his brother, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Kairo around here somewhere and Kania with her li' hoe ass friend."

"Mmcht, don't tell me she's here son." Zion chuckled and nodded, making Samiron roll his eyes.

As we were sitting there talking a grown woman walked into the living room and directly towards Samiron. His eyebrows dropped and he went from grinning to looking mad.

"Aunt Ashai.." Samiron trailed off, looking her up and down and waiting for her to say something.

"It's nice of you to show your face." She said sarcastically, smiling with her hands on her hips.

"Don't forget this is my pops house. He only invited y'all here 'cause we're blood. But he knows how y'all muthafuckas are forreal and one day y'all won't even make it past the front door." He mugged the fuck out of her. I guess she's used to Samiron's cold tone because she just waved him off casually and squinted her eyes at me.

"So who's your friend?" She looked at me, raising her eyebrows in an attempt to change the subject. Why do all his aunties got an attitude problem?

"She aint yo bidness, ima tell you that much." He scoffed, resting his head back on my shoulder.

"So what's your name?" She turned her attention towards me and crossed her arms.

Before I could speak Samiron replied, "Her name is Amari. Now gon'."

"Are you hard of hearing? You can't speak for yo self or sum?" She tilted her head and looked directly at me. I know she just seen me try to speak.. childish ass old lady.

"Sholl can." I cocked my head to the side.

"I see you got a li' attitude." She nodded and directed her attention back at Samiron who was glaring at her. "Should've kept the last girlfriend, Mir. She was definitely prettier than thi-"

"You better watch what comes out of your mouth next. 'Cause i'm not playin 'bout this one." He sat himself back up, still glaring at his aunt.

Okay lil' daddy.

She shook her head and mumbled something under her breath before turning on her heels and walking away. Samiron scoffed and put his head back on my shoulders. He began tracing the tattoo on my forearm while Jaycee sat on my lap, playing with my phone.

"Why do your aunties have a problem with me?" I asked and he shrugged.

"Ion even fuck with them. They all got one foot in the grave anyway. Old asses." He said and I bussed out laughing.

"Samironnn." A younger boy came walking down the steps. Samiron looked up and smiled at him. They dapped each other up before the boy looked at me, licking his bottom lip.

"Say li' mama, what's yo name?" He said flirtatiously and Samiron rolled his eyes and pushed him back.

"She ain't yo bidness Kai." Samiron bucked and the boy threw his arms up. This man been going around all day telling people i'm not their business. Like damn, who business am I then?

"I ain't know this was you Mir, shit my bad!" He said and I chuckled.