*SEQULE TO SOLD TO A GANGLEADER*
My name is Callie Rose Bell. I am sixteen years old and I was adopted by Nichole and maverick Miller.
I was put up for adoption at the young age of three. My mom couldn't handle me as a toddler while on drugs so ado...
Ten minutes later Elijah walks in. He lays down next to me. "Where is everyone," Elijah asks. "Nicholes dads," I tell him.
"Oh just wait till you meet Mavericks mother," he says. "That had," I ask. He nods "she hates Nichole and they got into a big argument about haveing more kids."
"You mean getting me," I ask. "Yes but they don't regret it Nichole fought with her for weeks," he says.
"She sounds awful," I answer. "She is," he says chuckling. "When is she coming," I ask. "Tomorrow," he says.
Great. I close my eyes pulling the covers to my chin.
The next morning
"Callie," Nichole says knocking on the door. I pat my bed in the empty space where Elijah was. I get up opening the door.
"Yeah," I ask. "Just a fair warning Mavericks parents will be here in an hour," Nichole says. I nod. I take a shower.
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I do my hair going to my closet. I decide on black jean shorts and a belt. With a black top that has lace on it.
I pick up my phone. "Where did you disappear to," I text Elijah. I put my phone in my pocket heading downstairs.
An older man stands up. "Ben," he says holding his hand out. "Callie," I say shaking his hand.
I walk into the kitchen pulling my phone out of my pocket. "Sorry baby my mom needed me," Elijahs says. I don't know why I was so worried.
"It's okay his parents are here," I say. "Hey momma," I say "what are we having for lunch," I ask not looking up from my phone.
"Momma," a voice says disgusted. Well fuck you too then. Mind your own business. "Hamburgers and hot dogs sweetheart," Nichole says. I nod looking up meeting her eyes.
She smiles. "Callie this is Rachel Mavericks mom," Nichole says. "Rachel this is Callie." "The new child," she says. "I still don't see why you couldn't just make another if you wanted more kids."
This bitch fucking stupid. "We have been over this," Maverick says entering the kitchen. "Maybe you should of married someone who's body could take having more kids," she says.
Did she just fucking go there. "Maybe you should mind your own fucking business," I say putting my phone in my pocket.
"It's not your business either you little brat," she says. "Expect it is," I say. "How," she snaps. "Your being a bitch to my mother making it my business," I snap back.
"She's not your mother," she says giving me a disgusted look. "That's enough," maverick says. "Yeah," she says. "No I was talking to you mother," he says. Ha bitch think again.
It's now night time Elijah is on his way. I decide to get in the bath. I close my eyes soaking in the hot water. I'm so tired. "Callie," Elijah calls. "I'm in here," I say opening my eyes.
