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Compton business

My mom after all these years still continues to live in ghetto Compton, if I'm being honest I think she's never gonna leave. Once we pulled into my neighborhood we saw kids playing in the streets with BB guns and bikes along with adults sitting on their porches eyeballing me since I'm the only white person in this neighborhood besides my mom even though they're cool with her, we pulled up outside my house and she wasn't even home.

"could you help me lift some things to my car?"

"yeah, I got it."

Me and him got really close after the whole crash and when I fainted, he really was a pretty dope guy. We got out and went inside to see the house wrecked, glass beer bottles were scattered everywhere and some of my stuff was laid around. I went to my room to see all my pills, blades, alcohol bottles, weed, a bong that I stole from my brother, and a whole lot of other shit.

"un-fucking-believable."

I picked up the pile of my things and put them in some containers I had in my closet, Fuckshit helped load some things in the containers but as soon as he started helping I heard the front door open and laughing. Fuckshit looked at me for a second before me and him came out to see what was going on, I saw my mother with some guy and she was kissing him.

"oh, hey honey."

"what?"

"I didn't know you were here-"

"nah, you were too busy sucking faces with this prick."

"Don't speak to my girlfriend like that, and who the hell are you?"

"her apparently inexistent daughter, and why the hell are you dating another guy the day after that other dick died!"

"You listen here-"

"Don't fucking touch me!"

She slapped me across my face and i punched her.

"Fuck both of you, I wish you actually gave a shit about me instead of abusing me for eleven fucking years!"

I had a container already in my hands and my electric guitar in its case by the door, I sped walked out to my car and put my shit in the trunk.

I was so pissed off with her and I just sat on the ground for a second, I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder and it was Fuckshit. He handed me my guitar case and I smiled, he really was the one I could rely on for anything.

I put my guitar in the back seat and walked back inside to get the rest of my shit. Me and her were yelling at each other when I was trying to pack everything and Fuckshit was arguing with her because of everything she's put me through, I had one more container to load in my car but she was trying to push me over the edge. It took one comment to do that.

"I hope you end up like your father, dead from drugs and I hope your boyfriend leaves you for another skank!"

"Oh that's it."

I lunged at her, tackling her to the ground punching her wanting to fucking kill her.

Her boyfriend pulled me off of her but my mother tried to shoot me with her gun, her boyfriend tried to get her to control herself as I ran out the house with tears in my eyes.

Fuckshit came behind me and I was sitting on the curb trying not to burst into tears but that failed, Fuckshit sat next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

He was wearing a hoodie because it was cold and he rolled his sleeve down before wiping the tears off my face, I laid my head on his chest and he put his chin on top of my head. I heard a car pull up and it was my brother Scott,

"syd? what the hells going on?"

I got up and gave him a hug, he was confused about what happened but he gave me a hug

"hey hey hey, it's okay. I'm not going anywhere."

"moms insane, she wished I died like dad and I can't stay anymore."

"what? holy shit, are you okay?"

I looked up showing him the bruise from Brian and the cuts and shit from the crash along with the black eye my mom gave me, him being 6'3 compared to me who's 5'5 was a huge height difference. He put both his hands on my face and it made me wince at the pain, my mom came out with a smile on her face like nothing happened.

"Hey Scott-

"Don't you 'hey Scott' me, what the hell happened to syd and why does she had bruises and cuts on her face!"

He's always been very protective over me since I was very young and this time he was royally pissed.

"Now listen-

"Mom it is my job to make sure she's gonna be safe, now that I know that you fucking abuse her I'm calling the fucking cops!"

She started to punch him and I pushed her off of him,

"Don't fucking hit him!

She punched my nose hard and I fell to the ground hitting my head before blacking out. I kinda woke up after a minute but I heard sirens and saw someone arresting my mom, Scott came over to me and tried to wake me up. I opened my eyes and he helped me up, Fuckshit was talking to cops about what happened and Scott was making sure I was okay.

"syd, I want you to come stay with me for a bit."

"I'm already gonna stay with Nico, I made plans already."

"please, I would feel better knowing that you're safe."

"Scott, I don't think that your step-mom wants another person staying in the basement. Besides I'm gonna see you sometime tomorrow."

"Syd-"

I gave him a hug and mumbled

"please Scott, I'll be fine..."

"okay..."

I let go of him and he wiped the tears off my face when the street lights came on, I smiled and he said bye before I told fuckshit what was going on. The cops were going off to some place else and me and Fuckshit took our separate cars to my cousins place, he had half of my stuff and I had the other half. I think that was one of the last times I would be going back there.

"Hey guys, I'm making multiple again so have a good day or night and stay safe!