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TRAE'S POV
When I got home I walked into the house and smelled food.
"Hey bae." I went in the kitchen and wrapped my arms around my wife and kissed her neck. she started smiling. "What you cooking?"
"Corn bread, greens, neckbones, corn, dressing, and candy yams."
"Hook it up, hook it up." She started laughing as I smacked her ass and went upstairs to change clothes, when I got dressed in my black polo basketball shorts, a white polo tank top, and my black polo socks I got a phone call from my stepmom. What the fuck this bitch want?
"Hello?"
"......."
"When?"
"......"
"Bro, I cant be losing everybody!" I threw my phone against the wall as I got the news that my grandmother passed. This shit was fucked up.
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Trae The Thug
Teen FictionBeing bullied, falling in love with a drug dealer, typical thug story right? Wrong. Dead wrong.
