I'm going to go back again, cause I think some context is missing with a few people that more stories are going to come involving them, and context is needed.
Ok, so you have understood, the reason I was in New Jersey in the first place was a strange thing. When I was 7, my mom got pregnant with my little brother, who was going to be the son of her current boyfriend, who was also the father of my older sister. More on that later. So my mom ends up sending me to live with my father's side of the family in Charleston, SC. Pretty much, she wrote me off with no contact for 7 years and called me at 14 and asked me if I wanted to visit Baltimore, where she lived now. She sent my grandmother money for bus tickets to Baltimore, and I rode the bus from Charleston to Baltimore by myself to go see them. Which didn't seem like a big deal to me now, but as a father with kids currently, that was fucking crazy to have a child do by themselves.
So when I get to Baltimore, I reconnect with my 4 sisters and the brother I never met. 3 sisters are older than me, and one is younger, and the little brother is 7. So boom, I get back, and I spend time around them for a few weeks, and I come to find out I was the only one sent away. These folks had holiday videos and pictures and all this family stuff. They just kept living without me like I didn't exist. So I get sent back to Charleston after that, with mixed feelings. The following summer im 15 and she asked me to come back. I once again get on some solo shit on the Greyhound back to Baltimore.
But this time, my mother is gasing me up, and encouraging me to stay, talmbout, shes my family and this is where I'm supposed to be and yada yada ya, long story short, she convinces me to stay. I call my grandmother down south and tell her I'm staying with my family and not coming back. My grandmother cries and begs me to come back, but I'm like, nah, this is my family now. So, a week into the summer in Baltimore, my mother asks me if I want to go stay with my Aunt in New Jersey. Shes like, your other cousins are gonna be there, like back in the day, you would stay in Jersey for the summer and come back here. Im like bet, alright thats cool, itd be cool to see my cousins.
So when it comes to Jersey, my Aunt is real religius, when I get there she pours oils on my head and tells me I'm her son now while I'm in her house and starts buying me all stuff and paying attention to me. Lowkey, I didn't know that this was making my female cousin that I spoke about earlier, who was sleeping with dude wife. This was making her jealous, and she started plotting to set me up on some jealous stuff to get me sent back. The first time, what used to happen was. My Aunt lived in NJ but worked in NY. We would drop her off at the bus station in the morning to go to work, and pick her up in the afternoon. When we would pick her up in the afternoon, we would roll a blunt and have it ready for her to smoke on the way home as she drove us all home. We would roll it in and put it in a special hidden compartment.
So one day, for some reason, I don't know if we left too late or what, we didn't roll the blunt and have it ready. My female cousin pulls up at the bus station, she's driving, I'm in the back, and my male cousin is in the front. My female cousin tells me to sit in the front while she goes to the bus station to do something. So now I'm in the driver's seat, and my other cousin is in the passenger. We are maybe there for like 5 to 10 minutes after my female cousin left, I look in the rearview mirror, and see this car pull up right behind our car, blocking us in. Undercover cops flood out of it, and more come from my angle of the side, and the angle of my cousin's side. So what ends up happening, they end up shaking the car down; they even knew where the blunt was supposed to be. Im young and ignorant, so they asking questions, and I'm popping shit. My cousin tryna get me to calm down. Telling the cops im from the south and don't know better. They say they didnt find what they were looking for, and all they found was some seeds and residue where the blunt was supposed to be. Then they told me im lucky my mouth didnt get me charges off that, cause with me in the driver's seat, it would be my charge
So while me and cops popping shit back and forth to each other, here comes my female cousin asking what happened? Know what's bugged out: she didn't know the blunt wasn't there, thought it would be there, and tried to get me a charge to get me out of her house. When that didn't work, she manipulated me because she knew I had a temper. One night, she tells me, "My mother said your mother sent you away cause her boyfriend knew she was pregnant with your brother, and he didn't want to raise you because you weren't his son"..Then she tells me " the only reason she even told you to come back was because my mom offered to raise you, and convinced her to send for you, she didnt even want you back"
Hearing all of this, I was beyond furious. I called my mother on the phone and cussed her out. She threatened to assault me with the assistance of my older sister, same time, she never denied any of the things my cousin said. Fast forward, my aunt hears about this, and she gets home. The same one that called me her son and poured oil on my head. She comes to me while im sitting on the couch in the living room. She tells me I'm sending you back to Charleston. Then, she kneels to get eye level with me. looks me in the eyes and told me, "you ain't my son, and I don't owe you shit"
Then her crazy ass took me on a 500 dollar shopping spree, like ain't shit happen, right before sending me back to Charleston on a plane. Go fucking figure.
