Ch. 12 #3
“Senior, get it all out but do it quickly. He has to go back before anyone notices he’s gone,” she stated looking at her watch.
Senior nodded but kept his focus on me. It was crazy how we shared the same face and couldn’t see eye to eye. It was somewhat scary being in the same room with the most hated person in my world. I never wanted somebody to see a grave more than him.
“Talk bitch!” I snapped.
“Watch your mouth, Genesis. This his first time seeing you without Adele’s restriction.”
“Don’t bring my mama in this,” I mumbled.
“She got a lot to do with this. After all, she’s the one that started this fucked up ass dynamic. Senior, if you won’t tell him the truth on how we got here as a family, I will. I got an ass whooping waiting for yo’ punk ass mama by the way,” Castina commented.
Her boldness had me torn on whether to check her for disrespecting my mama or applaud her for having balls the size of Venus. I mean, she spoke like she was untouchable, and I loved that shit. However, that was my mama and whether she had problems with her or not, wasn’t nobody gon’ do shit to her.
“You better watch how the fuck you talk ‘bout my mama. I don’t know shit ‘bout you or this pussy nigga in front of me, but I know what’s up with Adele, and ain’t a muthafucka alive gon’ put they hands on her.
Fuck around and see judgement day before time fuckin’ with me,” I threatened giving her nothing but eye contact. I meant every word I spewed.
“Nephew please. I’ll wash you and yo’ mama up in one go,” she waved my threat off like it wasn’t shit.
Her words were laced with arrogance and for some reason, her confidence had me looking at her differently. The rumors of the Atkins consisted of them saying and doing what they wanted with nobody being able to contain them. She had that shit in her for real. I knew a crash out when I saw one.
“Aight, Castina. He still my son,” Senior chimed. She rolled her eyes and waved him off as well. “We can run it from the top then go from there. I really ain’t got shit to hide now. My wife knows you exist so…”
“Fuck you and yo’ trashed ass wife. That hoe wanted me gone the second she learned of me.
I ain’t got shit for you or her. I’m ready for my cell, Auntie.
” I was declining all conversations with this nigga simply because I wasn’t in the mood for more lies from nobody.
I was over the secrecy and backdoor bullshit.
“Genesis, this ain’t black and white. You need to hear what he has to say. It’s more than what you think, for real,” Castina added looking over at me.
“You don’t want to hear what I got to say so tell me what was said to you. Why you hate me so much, son?” Senior questioned.
“Nigga, we ain’t ‘bout to play these games. You know what you did to my mama. She told me all about you promising her the world but because yo’ bitch ass wife found out ‘bout me all them promises were left empty. You ain’t give her shit to take care of me but a bus ticket and a fuck you.
Whatever lies you told her, she been holding on to them muthafuckas for years.
She shouldn’t have called you for help, but she did.
That shit won’t happen again though. I can promise you that. ”
Castina shook her head while she released an irritating chuckle.
She stood and pressed her back against the cold steel door.
I noticed she’d turned red, so the cold door must’ve been her way of cooling down.
Looking to Senior, he looked just as annoyed as Castina did. It was obvious my words struck nerves.
“I told you she was gon’ do that crap but ain’t nobody want to believe me. God, I wish Sophie was still alive to witness this mess. I know she done turned in her grave several times over,” Castina commented.
Sophie. I feel like I heard that name before. Damn… where did I hear her name from?
“Look son, me and Adele were never in a relationship for me to promise her anything. If we being honest, I wouldn’t be caught dead with Adele in no shape or form.”
I felt offended for my mama. She wasn’t no ugly broad, and I knew that from how many niggas was on her body daily. “The fuck you trying to say?” I questioned with dipped brows.
He didn’t back down from it. In fact, he answered without hesitation saying, “She ain’t my fuckin’ type.
The shit that transpired that night was conniving on her end, which is why so many people are suffering including you.
It was one of them nights me and my crew got drunk out of our minds and couldn’t tell a soul apart.
Nevertheless, I was in the comforts of my home enjoying myself.
At the time Sophie was Adele’s older sister, my wife’s and your aunt Castina’s best friend. ”
Her sister? Adele ain’t never say she had a sister.
“Adele wasn’t supposed to be there to begin with because she was never invited.
My wife knew the timing she was on, so Sophie kept her at a distance.
Adele had a mean obsession with me and no matter how many times I denied her, she wouldn’t stop trying.
That night I retired early taking the guest bedroom downstairs.
She showed up unannounced and took what she wanted.
She came to me on my anniversary months later with a protruding belly and a claim that you were mine. ”
“Hold up. You trying to say my mama was on some sheisty shit?” I interjected.
“Nigga, hell yeah. The video she took showed us having sex but what everybody failed to realize was I was damn near lifeless in that shit. My wife wanted you gone immediately. She refused to raise any outside kids.”
“So, you fuck up, but I got to pay the price? You a bitch and yo’ wife ain’t shit,” I expressed.
“Call me what you want but watch yo’ mouth ‘bout my wife. I lied about the abortion to keep you safe because regardless of how you got here, you were still mine. That DNA test after you were born solidified it. I was there as much as I could be while Adele was pregnant though. My mama wanted her to feel accepted since she was carrying you, so she didn’t shut her out.
She was big on family no matter where you came from.
Adele came around on the days my wife wasn’t around and that was all my mama doing.
After you were born, I gave Adele a hunnid grand, and a car to get the hell out of town. ”
A hunnid grand wasn’t shit to Adele. She ran through bread like it wasn’t shit to get it back.
“I did make her a promise I’d come for you when you hit eighteen, but she moved so much, I lost track on where you were.
Eventually, I gave up looking. I haven’t seen you since you were born or heard your voice since you were ten.
Adele gave me an ultimatum to leave my prior family or lose y’all.
I wouldn’t agree to her terms, so she cut all ties.
I couldn’t see you, but she was hitting my line private every year on your birthday until the cut off.
Make that shit make sense,” he explained.
Senior gave an earful, but I let him have the floor simply because I’d heard Adele’s side for twenty-three years straight.
I had to admit, his was more convincing than hers.
I was told the complete opposite from my mama.
I couldn’t lie; the more I tried to let it all register, the faster a migraine developed. It was too much to take in at one time.
“He’s not lying, Genesis. Adele was fucked up for raping Senior and she knows it.
Your aunt Sophie was already battling myxoma cancer and that just threw her stress level over the hills.
She had a heart attack once she learned what Adele did and passed away before you were born.
Your mother caused enough trauma, as well as chaos, and it seems like she’s unapologetic about any of it.
What the hell has she been telling you?” Castina questioned with a vexed expression.
“Who’s to say y’all ain’t lying on my mama’s name to save face? Y’all got a lot to say without her being here to clear her name,” I said defending Adele even though I felt like she was the only one that lied.
The way she ran to Senior for a lawyer, the way she never had hatred for him but always for his wife and Junior said a lot.
I wasn’t dumb, stupid, or slow. I been put the pieces together and now that Senior let me know she had an obsession, it all made sense.
Yeah, he was wrong for giving up on finding me and being there, but Adele was deadass wrong for making me suffer all because he chose his wife over her.
I had emotions flying off the meter, and I couldn’t settle on one.
I’d take the time and sort what was relayed out but right now, I was focused on his reason for being here. It wasn’t to come and tell me shit ‘bout how the fuck I was made. That was just to get me on his side. I wanted to know the real reason he pulled me out my cell.
“You spoke yo’ peace now tell me why you really here.”
“I want you in Sage Springs as an Atkins. That shit that’s floating all over the news is tarnishing my name. I can’t have that,” he stated sitting up.
“You the only one that give a fuck about yo’ name nigga. I never wanted this shit to begin with,” I threw back.
“Yonnis is getting you out soon. Come stay on the compound and meet the family. Also, my mama wrote you in her will and left you something you won’t refuse,” Senior stated ignoring everything I said.
“I don’t want shit from y’all. I been living without y’all so stop making yo’ fuck ass presence known. I’m good nigga and always will be. Aunt Castina, I’m ready for my cell,” I said standing and heading for the door.
I was over this dumbass shit. Adele and Senior had too much going on and too many lies to tell.
I was literally put in the middle of it with no one to pull me out of it.
Senior wanted to right his wrongs, but the fact still remained, he shipped us off and didn’t look back.
That respect would never be given. He was a grown ass man that should’ve fought for his son, but all I got in return was a bitch who bowed down to an even greater one. I had nothing for him.