“Rape?” Carla laughed with a bloody mouth. “Your hot ass wanted that shit. Fast in the ass, just like your triflin’ ass mama, and you see how she ended up.”
Before anyone could stop her, Tyler broke loose and punched Carla in the face so hard, she flew back and hit her head on the corner of the desk.
“You’re going to fucking jail,” Carla cried as blood leaked from the back of her head. “Call the police!”
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Logic opened the front door and frowned at Pepper standing there holding up shopping bags. Times like this he wished they had a peephole because he would have left her ass standing right there on the stoop.
“Sage,” Logic called out, not bothering to greet her.
“Actually, I’m here to see you. I thought I could cook lunch and we could chat. I think it’s long overdue.”
“I don’t have shit to say to you, Pepper, and you not about to cook shit in my crib.” He tried to close the door on her. “Take yo worrisome ass on somewhere,” Logic mumbled.
“Wait!” Sage ran from the back. “Ma, what you doing here? I didn’t know you were coming by.”
Pepper glanced at Logic, then Sage.
“Uh, I thought you’d be in school,” she explained. “I wanted to talk to your brother.”
“Nah, I have 4 AP classes and get out at one every day.” Sage held the door open for her, taking the bags in the process. “Come in.”
Logic pinched the brim of his nose and let out a deep breath as Pepper timidly walked around him. He wasn’t in the mood for her to fuck with his head, and he knew whatever bullshit she was about to say was going to do exactly that.
“LJ, I didn’t get a chance to tell you before, but your home is nice,” Pepper complimented, awkwardly standing in the doorway, shifting on her feet.
“You should see my room,” Sage boasted. “It’s the best room in the house.”
“It’s the messiest,” Logic snorted.
“Yours was the same way,” Pepper chuckled. “You used to stuff everything under the bed and I hated it.” She laughed, thinking Logic was going to join in, but Logic didn’t. In fact, he looked aggravated that she was trying to go down memory lane with him.
“Look, you can chill with Sage, but I don’t have shit to say to you.” He cleared his throat.
“Lionel, please,” Pepper begged. “I know I messed up when I left the kids here with you, and I apologize. I can’t take it back, but I’m here now and I’m trying to make it up to you.”
“You trying six years too fucking late!” Logic barked, making her jump. Pepper didn’t think he’d hit her, but she also didn’t know the grown man standing in front of her.
“Can yall talk without yelling?” Sage questioned. “Just hear her out, bro.”
“Aight, talk.” Logic thumbed his nose.
“Listen,” Pepper pleaded. “It was wrong, and I was selfish. I shouldn’t have left you with them, but I was always tired and stressed out. Leaving with John seemed like a good idea at the time. I was only supposed to be gone a couple of months, but it was sorta out of sight, out of mind,” she cried. “I was drowning here.”
“So you left me to drown?” Logic’s jaw clenched. “You didn’t give a fuck how we survived, huh?
“It wasn’t like that.”
“You sure, because that’s what it seems like, and now you want shit to go back normal, but we not fucking with you like that anymore, Pep. Shit ain’t normal.”
“I’m going to leave.” Pepper turned around.
“That’s all you fucking do!” Logic barked, clenching his fist to his side. “You always fucking leaving and wonder why we’re all walking around this bitch with abandonment issues. You think coming back with some sad ass story and grocery bags of food is going to fix this shit!”
“I’m trying.”
“You’re trying to find a way to make yourself feel better for the fucked up shit you did. You don’t give a fuck about us, you never did.”
