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BETTER TODAY, THE BEST TOMORROW. THURSDAY 13TH MARCH 2025
WELCOME TO THE SECOND PART OF
“FATHER, I HAVE A QUESTION I”.
SHOUTOUT TO THE 10MOB—
Y’ALL PULLED UP FOR THE FIRST ENTRY,
AND WE SEE YOU.
THESE IN10MACY EXCLUSIVES
WOULDN’T MEAN A DAMN THING
WITHOUT THE COMMUNITY THAT WANTS TO GROW LUXURIOUSLY.
NOW, LET’S BE CLEAR—
THIS AIN’T A CONTINUATION.
THIS IS THE PREVENTION OF THAT STORY.
THESE ARE THE MUST-READS.
BRIEFLY—
THIS STORY IS ABOUT ANOTHER 14-YEAR-OLD BOY.
HIS NAME? MASON.
BROUGHT UP IN THE HOME OF A RETIRED FILLIPINO GANGSTER.
NICO GREW UP THUGGIN—
THOUGHT REAL LIFE WAS JUST GTA ON HARD MODE.
UNTIL HE FOUND SOMETHING TO LIVE FOR—
MORE THAN HIS PRIDE.
THIS IS IN10MACY,
THE TEN-STAR STORYTELLING PLATFORM
CULTIVATING SHORT SOCIAL STORIES
THAT CHALLENGE ‘SOCIETAL NORMS’
IN THE MOST LUXURIOUSLY INTIMATE FASHION.
WE INVITE ALL READERS, HUSTLERS, AND THE ASPIRING
TO TAKE A LEAP INTO A BETTER WAY OF LIFE.
BUT FIRST—THE NARRATIVE BEGINS.
MASON COMES HOME FROM SCHOOL,
DIGGING THROUGH HIS PASSED-DOWN, LUCKY NIKE SCHOOL BAG
TO FIND HIS PERSONAL SET OF KEYS.
HE UNLOCKS THE DOOR.
INSIDE, HIS FULLY-TATTOOED FATHER, NICO,
IS POSTED UP ON THE COUCH,
WATCHING THE REAL MADRID VS. MAN CITY GAME
HIS FATHER IS A DIE HARD CITYZEN.
A NORMAL SIGHT FOR MASON—
BUT FOR ANYONE WHO KNEW NICO BACK THEN?
A STRANGE ONE.
NEVERTHELESS, MASON NODS IN GREETING,
DROPS HIS BAG,
AND HEADS UPSTAIRS TO HANG HIS SCHOOL UNIFORM—
ALWAYS PREPPED FOR THE NEXT DAY.
STANDARD IN THE HOUSE OF RULES.
BUT—
LITTLE MAN LIKE MASON ALSO GOT HIS OWN SET OF RULES IN THIS HOUSE.
MASON SITS IN HIS ROOM,
JUST HIM AND HIS THOUGHTS,
STRETCHED OUT IN HIS LUCKY BOXER BRIEFS.
TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HIS NEXT MOVE,
HE STUMBLES INTO THAT SAME REOCCURRING THOUGHT.
LIKE A MAN WHISPERING ON HIS LEFT SHOULDER,
IT KEEPS COMING BACK.
THERE’S A HABIT HE NO LONGER WANTS.
BUT HOW DO YOU BREAK SOMETHING THAT’S BEEN A PART OF YOU?
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HIS LIFE,
MASON FEELS LIKE SAYING SOMETHING.
BUT TO WHO?
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HIS SPIRIT,
HE CLOSES HIS EYES—
AND YOUNG MASON BEGINS TO LEAD HIS OWN PRAYERS.
MASON OPENS HIS EYES,
READY TO EXECUTE HIS REVELATION.
WILL HE CHOOSE PORN—OR WILL HE CONFESS?
THE QUESTION WRESTLES IN HIS MIND,
HIS FEAR LOCKING IN LIKE A CHOKE HOLD.
HE GREW UP IN A CHRISTIAN HOUSEHOLD,
HIS FATHER’S LIFE-HOOD CONTRADICTIONS
ONLY MAKING HIM MORE CONSCIOUS OF RIGHT AND WRONG.
BUT HIS FATHER IS STILL A MAN.
AND THAT’S AN AVENUE MASON IS STILL TRYNA FIGURE OUT.
HIS FEAR PRESSURES HIM, CLOUDS HIM—BUT HE KNOWS.
HIS FATHER RAISED HIM FOR THIS MOMENT.
TO BE A MAN IN A BOY-FILLED WORLD.
MASON FLICKS THE MAN OFF HIS LEFT SHOULDER
AND PREPARES TO HEAD DOWNSTAIRS,
HIS HEART KNOCKING AGAINST HIS CHEST.
TIME TO FACE HIS FATHER.
“DAD, I WANNA… CAN I SAY SOMETHING?”
HE PERCHES ON THE ARMREST OF THE BROWN COUCH,
RIGHT BY THE EXIT DOOR—
A HABIT HE KNOWS HIS FATHER CAN’T STAND.
HE AIN’T TRYNA RUN,
BUT HIS BODY MOVES LIKE IT REMEMBERS OLD LESSONS.
NICO CUTS HIS EYES AT HIM.
“HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I GOTTA TELL YOU—”
“WAIT, DAD.”
MASON RUSHES HIS WORDS, TRYNA STOP THE CONVERSATION
FROM SPINNING OUT THE ROOM.
“I REALLY HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY.
AND I DON’T KNOW HOW THIS IS GONNA GO.”
NICO EXHALES HARD, MUTING THE TV.
HE HAD WAITED ALL WEEK FOR THIS GAME,
BUT NOW, HIS SON WAS LOOKING HIM DEAD IN THE EYES.
HE DECIDES TO DO SOMETHING A MAN DON’T DO.
HE DECIDES TO LISTEN.
INSTEAD OF RESPONDING TO THE DISRESPECT,
INSTEAD OF HANDLING IT HOW A MAN’S SUPPOSED TO,
HE SITS UP IN HIS LUCKY ARMCHAIR.
THE DIFFICULT DIALOGUE BEGINS.
“DAD, I HAVE PRAYED LIKE YOU ASKED…
BUT I HAVE SINNED, EVEN THOUGH YOU SAID I SHOULDN’T.”
“THINK YOU’RE WHAT?”
“A WEIRDO.”
“I’LL LET YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK…
THE MINUTE YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU BEEN UP TO.”
“…I’VE BEEN WATCHING MIA KHALIFA.”
“…MIA KHALIFA?”
“…I MEAN ALEXIS TEXAS.”
“ALEXIS TEXAS??”
“…OK, HOW ABOUT LISA ANN?”
“LISA ANN?? WAIT—MASON, YOU WATCHING PORN IN MY HOUSE?!”
🔥 NICO FLIES UP FROM HIS SEAT.
HIS HAND RAISES INSTINCTIVELY,
BUT FREEZES MID-AIR
THE MOMENT HE SEES HIS SON FLINCH.
HIS FIST TREMBLES.
HIS BLOOD FEELS HOT.
THE ANGER TRIES TO GRAB HIM.
BUT HE GRABS IT FIRST.
INSTEAD OF LAYING MASON OUT,
NICO PUNCHES THE WALL.
A SHARP CRACK.
HE BREATHES THROUGH HIS TEETH,
HIS CHEST HEAVING.
THEN, HE DOES SOMETHING UNEXPECTED.
“OK.”
“WE ARE NOT GONNA DO THAT.”
HE SITS BACK DOWN.
“IN THIS HOUSE…
WE DON’T LISTEN TO THE MAN ON THE LEFT SHOULDER.”
“…WE FLICK IT AWAY.”
NICO LOOKS HIM DEAD IN THE EYES.
“LISTEN, SON.
THE TRUTH IS—
I DON’T GOT THE PERFECT WORDS TO HELP YOU FIGHT THIS MENTALLY.
THAT’S THE HONEST TRUTH.”
“BUT FROM NOW ON,
THE MINUTE YOU COME HOME FROM SCHOOL,
YOU’RE DOING YOUR HOMEWORK IN THE LIVING ROOM.
YOU SHOW ME WHAT YOU FINISHED,
THEN YOU PREPARE YOURSELF FOR THE REST OF YOUR DAY.
AND MASON—”
“I RATE THE FACT YOU CAME TO ME WITH THE… LISA ANN,
BUT YOU WILL CONTINUE TO REACH OUT TO THE MAN UPSTAIRS.
PRAY FOR GUIDANCE. PROTECTION. WISDOM.”
“HAVE YOU HEARD ME?”
🔥 MASON CAN’T BELIEVE IT.
HIS BODY STILL EXPECTS THE WORST.
BUT INSTEAD, HE FEELS…
RELIEVED.
“YES, DAD. I HEAR YOU.”
A COUPLE WEEKS LATER,
MASON COMES HOME FROM SCHOOL LIKE CLOCKWORK,
SITS BESIDE HIS FATHER,
AND OPENS HIS MATH WORKBOOK.
JUST LIKE HE’S BEEN DOING FOR THE LAST 17 DAYS.
“YOU PLAY LIKE YOU GOT TIMBS ON!
SEND HIM BACK TO THE G-LEAGUE, PEP!”
NICO YELLS AT THE SCREEN,
WATCHING HIS TEAM DROP FORM.
THEN HE FINALLY GLANCES OVER,
NOTICES MASON LOCKED IN WITH HIS NOTEBOOK,
AND NODS.
“YO, YOUR FOOD’S IN THE MICROWAVE.”
MASON LOOKS UP, SMILES.
“THANKS.”
THEN, WITHOUT WARNING, HE HUGS HIS FATHER.
🔥 NICO FREEZES.
HIS ARMS HOVER MID-AIR,
LIKE HE AIN’T USED TO THIS LEVEL OF AFFECTION.
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT.
“AIGHT, THAT’S ENOUGH, LIL MAN.”
BUT MASON DOESN’T MOVE.
HE JUST HOLDS ON LONGER.
NOW HE REALLY GOT HIS FATHER’S ATTENTION.
“I GOT A B- IN MY MATH TEST TODAY, POPS!”
HE SAYS IT WITH PURE JOY.
THEN HUGS HIS FATHER AGAIN,
THIS TIME DIGGING HIS HEAD INTO NICO’S CHEST.
🔥 NICO EXHALES, SHAKES HIS HEAD.
“EH… CONGRATS, BOY.
BUT WHY YOU HUGGING ME SO DAMN MUCH?”
HIS VOICE SITS SOMEWHERE BETWEEN PROUD & CONFUSED.
“I’M JUST TRYNA SAY THANK YOU, DAD!”
MASON LOOKS UP, GRINNING.
🔥 NICO SCOFFS.
“WELL, I AIN’T THE ONE THAT SAT THAT EXAM.
THANK YOURSELF—
AND GET OFF ME, BRO!”
HE AIN’T TRYNA READ THE ROOM,
ESPECIALLY NOT WHEN HE CAN’T BREATHE
WITH ALL THESE DAMN HUGS.
“OH, SORRY…”
MASON PULLS BACK.
HE PAUSES.
THEN:
“JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW…
YOU’RE THE GREATEST MAN IN THE WORLD.”
NICO GOES QUIET.
HIS EYES STAY ON THE SCREEN,
BUT HE AIN’T WATCHING NO GAME NO MORE.
MASON SEES IT.
HE FEELS IT.
AND FOR THE FIRST TIME,
HE REALIZES SOMETHING BIGGER:
HIS FATHER WAS NEVER HIS CRITIC.
🔥 HE WAS HIS INNER VOICE.
🔥 THE ONE WHO TAUGHT HIM DISCIPLINE.
🔥 THE ONE WHO GAVE HIM STANDARDS.
🔥 THE ONE WHO SHOWED HIM HOW TO HOLD HIS HEAD HIGH
— EVEN WHEN THE WORLD TRIED TO KNOCK IT DOWN.
THIS WHOLE TIME,
HE THOUGHT HE WAS RUNNING FROM HIS FATHER.
BUT REALLY,
HE WAS RUNNING TO HIM.
MASON IS 30.
MARRIED BY 26.
TWO KIDS BY 28.
A MILLIONAIRE BY 29.
AND MOST IMPORTANTLY—
A GOD-FEARING, INTIMATE HOME.
A MAN IN HIS OWN RIGHT.
MASON STAYS GRATEFUL FOR HIS UPBRINGING,
BUYING HIS FATHER’S HOME
AND STILL VISITING EVERY CHANCE HE GETS.
HE DIDN’T NEED THERAPY.
HE NEEDED JESUS—
AND HE FOUND HIM THROUGH HIS FATHER.
🔥 NICO GREW UP IN STRUGGLE.
BUT HE SAW A DIFFERENT LIFE FOR HIS SON.
HE DIDN’T LET HIS TRAUMA BE HIS EXCUSE FOR LOVE.
HE DIDN’T PASS DOWN HIS PAIN—HE PASSED DOWN HIS WISDOM.
THIS WAS A LIFE WITH INTIMACY.
IN THE MOST 10/10 FORM.
A LIFE WHERE HIS ROLE MODEL WAS ACTUALLY HIS ROLE MODEL.
A LIFE WHERE HE WASN’T PUNISHED FOR WHAT HE DIDN’T KNOW.
A LIFE WHERE ALL THE CONVERSATIONS HE NEEDED TO HAVE—
HAD ALREADY HAPPENED.
🔥 MASON WAS FAMILIAR WITH A LIFE OF THE PURPLE LINE
IN A BLACK AND WHITE WORLD.
PART II COMPLETED,
THANK YOU 10. 💜
#10OUT
#IN10MACY
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