redamancy | lilmosey47

𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙝.

𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳
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hopping out of jahseh's benz truck, i pulled out my phone from my back pocket and saw that it was almost two in the morning. my eyes widened. i didn't mean to stay in the studio for this long. i hated having trey and mazay home this late by themselves.

i waved bye at my friends that were halfway out the car waving bye at me. "aight. i'a holla' at y'all!" i told them as i walked to the front gate of my house.

i heard a chorus of 'aight bye's' from jahseh, gazzy and jamell. 

"bye, tay." i heard a more feminine voice call out to me. i turned halfway around to see the Latina girl that was in the studio with us. she wanted to be rapper and her name was blaatina or some shit like that. she looked good as fuck and that's what was important. 

i smirked at her and waved. "bye, shorty." she had told me her real name but i had forgotten it. 

as i made it to the front door, i could see lights from inside and i arched my eyebrow. who up this late?

unlocking the door and closing it behind me, i walked to where the light was coming from and made it to the living room. trey was sprawled out on one couch and mazay was leaning on him, both were knocked out. zay's toys were all over the place and there were two pizza boxes were on the floor as well. trey's phone was about to slip from his fingers and on the floor.

i smile a little at the sight of them. they looked so cute sleeping like this. peaceful. cause Lord knows they deserve it.

then my small smile dropped into a frown. sometimes i hate this fame shit. i can't spend time with my brothers.  they, well trey,  can't really have a  normal life because he's always home watching zay. we don't be staying in one place for too long either because of my job. my fear of being too invested in my music to take care of them is coming true. i'm always working or at meetings and don't come home until ungodly hours like this. i miss playing pretend with zay and goofing off with trey. i miss my brothers. 

but i gotta provide for them somehow. this rap shit the only way. working isn't gonna keep this roof over our heads for very long.

i sighed heavily and picked up zay from the couch. that's a problem for another day.

making it to mazay's room, i set him down in his bed and grab his stuffed animal from off the ground and lay it next to him. as if he can sense it, he grabs it and snuggles it closer to his face. i silently coo at him and tuck him in bed. kissing his forehead, i tiptoed out of the room and went back downstairs for trey.

carrying him was gonna be a bit of a challenge. all his fat ass do is eat.

still, when i picked him up, he wasn't all that heavy. after walking up the stairs for five minutes, my arms began to ache and it would only be a matter of time before i accidentally dropped him on his head. so i hurried to his room and plopped him on the bed, leaning down so i can catch my breath.

"t-tay?" i heard a voice croak out for me. i looked up to see trey rubbing his eyes.

"yeah, it's me. y'all fell asleep on the couch again. but go on back to sleep." i urged him back to sleep.

trey stared at me confused, but he nodded at me groggily and grumbled some gibberish, before laying his full head of hair on the pillow.

i looked at him one more time before chuckling, then exited his room so i can go to my own. i was tired as fuck.

i had got to my room and closed it with my foot and kicked off my shoes in a random place. i knew i'd be too lazy to take a shower when i woke up, so i decided to take on real quick and then hop in bed.