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Authors: Justin Amen Floyd
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Everything except for the fact that Ray had been repeatedly raping her whenever they were alone.
“Look, Tameka, I’m doing you and yo’ brother a fuckin’ favor by takin’ y’all asses in, ‘cause I know my sister is fucked up right now, smoking that shit. But you ain’t fixin’ to be coming in my house tellin’ no fuckin’ lies on my man, you hear!? Why would he want yo’ lil’ young ass anyway, when he’s got this full grown woman right here,” Gladys said, gesturing at her body. “Huh?”
“As a matter of fact – Raymond!” she yelled, calling him into the kitchen with her and Meka.
Ray walked into the kitchen and sensed the tension in the air. He knew there was going to be some shit because Gladys never called him by his full name unless she was pissed. But he also knew he could talk his way out of it. Gladys was weak. She wouldn’t let him go nowhere. Not as long as he kept banging her back out every night.
Gladys said, “Ray, Meka here says that you been tryna push up on her. Is that true?”
“Come on, Gladys. Baby, I can’t believe you even sittin’ here entertainin’ this bullshit. You know I love you, baby. What would I want with this young ass girl?! I can’t even believe you accusing me of no bullshit like this,” he yelled. Then he stomped out of the kitchen into the bedroom, and slammed the door shut behind him.
“See there, Meka! See what yo’ lil’ hot ass done started?” Gladys yelled at her niece. “Go sit yo’ ass down somewhere, goddamn it! You little lying ass slut!”
Meka attempted to keep her emotions in check but she couldn’t stop the tears from staining her pretty brown face. She just ran into the back room and closed the door behind her. She threw herself onto her bed, which was really nothing more than an old mattress on the floor with sheets on it. She cried into her pillow, hating the fact that her aunt would take the word of some no-good nigga she was fucking over that of her own flesh and blood.
While Meka lay on that mattress filled with pain and confusion, Ant D walked into the room and spotted his sister curled up in a ball crying her heart out. Her pain became his immediately. He lay down beside her and tried to comfort her, while at the same time trying to figure out exactly what the fuck was going on.
“Meka, what’s wrong? Why you crying like this?” Ant asked his twin sister.
Meka remained silent, too ashamed to tell her brother what Ray had been doing to her.
Ant wouldn’t give up. He said, “Meka, listen. You my sister, girl. We done been through too much together for you to start keeping shit from me now. What’s going on?”
Finally, Meka broke down and told her brother about all of the sick shit Ray Ray had been doing to her since they had moved in with Gladys. Ant D’s eyes burned with rage, and he wrapped his arms around his sister.
After months of being sexually abused by Ray, and being accused of lying by her own aunt, Meka was extremely vulnerable. She needed to feel the affection and unconditional love that her brother provided her. Her young heart yearned for it. She took one of his hands in hers, and slowly guided it between her thighs.
Once Ant realized what his sister was doing, he hesitated and started to pull his hand away. But the warmth emanating from between her legs began to arouse him, despite the fact that he knew it was wrong. Or was
“Look, Tameka, I’m doing you and yo’ brother a fuckin’ favor by takin’ y’all asses in, ‘cause I know my sister is fucked up right now, smoking that shit. But you ain’t fixin’ to be coming in my house tellin’ no fuckin’ lies on my man, you hear!? Why would he want yo’ lil’ young ass anyway, when he’s got this full grown woman right here,” Gladys said, gesturing at her body. “Huh?”
“As a matter of fact – Raymond!” she yelled, calling him into the kitchen with her and Meka.
Ray walked into the kitchen and sensed the tension in the air. He knew there was going to be some shit because Gladys never called him by his full name unless she was pissed. But he also knew he could talk his way out of it. Gladys was weak. She wouldn’t let him go nowhere. Not as long as he kept banging her back out every night.
Gladys said, “Ray, Meka here says that you been tryna push up on her. Is that true?”
“Come on, Gladys. Baby, I can’t believe you even sittin’ here entertainin’ this bullshit. You know I love you, baby. What would I want with this young ass girl?! I can’t even believe you accusing me of no bullshit like this,” he yelled. Then he stomped out of the kitchen into the bedroom, and slammed the door shut behind him.
“See there, Meka! See what yo’ lil’ hot ass done started?” Gladys yelled at her niece. “Go sit yo’ ass down somewhere, goddamn it! You little lying ass slut!”
Meka attempted to keep her emotions in check but she couldn’t stop the tears from staining her pretty brown face. She just ran into the back room and closed the door behind her. She threw herself onto her bed, which was really nothing more than an old mattress on the floor with sheets on it. She cried into her pillow, hating the fact that her aunt would take the word of some no-good nigga she was fucking over that of her own flesh and blood.
While Meka lay on that mattress filled with pain and confusion, Ant D walked into the room and spotted his sister curled up in a ball crying her heart out. Her pain became his immediately. He lay down beside her and tried to comfort her, while at the same time trying to figure out exactly what the fuck was going on.
“Meka, what’s wrong? Why you crying like this?” Ant asked his twin sister.
Meka remained silent, too ashamed to tell her brother what Ray had been doing to her.
Ant wouldn’t give up. He said, “Meka, listen. You my sister, girl. We done been through too much together for you to start keeping shit from me now. What’s going on?”
Finally, Meka broke down and told her brother about all of the sick shit Ray Ray had been doing to her since they had moved in with Gladys. Ant D’s eyes burned with rage, and he wrapped his arms around his sister.
After months of being sexually abused by Ray, and being accused of lying by her own aunt, Meka was extremely vulnerable. She needed to feel the affection and unconditional love that her brother provided her. Her young heart yearned for it. She took one of his hands in hers, and slowly guided it between her thighs.
Once Ant realized what his sister was doing, he hesitated and started to pull his hand away. But the warmth emanating from between her legs began to arouse him, despite the fact that he knew it was wrong. Or was
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